Traps Of Love

“……” Cheng Wenlan stood in front of the wooden door, his face was a little ugly, and he was uncomfortable from head to foot.

She takes a deep breath of cold air. At this moment, she suddenly understands why Ye Jiaying's evaluation of Leng Zetian is cold-blooded.

So even her face did not have a look, more do not know what is called a man of pity, let her have no way to approach.

Drizzle mixed with cold wind, fluttering from all directions, Cheng Wenlan cold face is very pale, she pursed her lips, showing self mockery smile.

She even has no way to say a word with Leng Zetian, how to use hypnotic method?!

In my mind, I can't help thinking of the chess game I played at Ye Jiaying's wedding. Cheng Wenlan's intelligent eyes show more and more firm emotions. Such a man who doesn't get oil and salt is really a big challenge.

However, she likes challenges.

Whether it's for the sake of Gongmo or the hidden sharpness in her personality.

Dong Dong, Cheng Wenlan knocked on the wooden door again, this time with a different rhythm.

Two knocks, one pause, three more knocks, one more pause.

In the room, Leng Zetian's face changed slightly, and his deep blue eyes were cold and sharp. He was surrounded by the smell of darkness, and his powerful aura made him inaccessible.

"Aze, who's out there?" Mi Xiaoya felt a little worried.

Lengze in front of the sky, as if to comfort her, hold her, warm kiss spray in her eyebrows, "nothing, I go out to deal with, these troubles to me, you first rest."

Mi Xiaoya nodded cleverly, and the troubles in her heart disappeared. With aze, she never seems to really worry about anything, even the company's files, because she wants to help more.

He is like a towering mountain standing at the top of her heart. When sleepy and tired, can rely on, helpless, sad, can pour out, when helpless, he as long as in, looking at her show a proud smile, she will know that can rest assured.

Such happiness is like a trickle of hot spring in front of her. As the days go by, she finds that love is to meet him, and it is like getting the treasure of the world.

No matter how steep the scenery outside is, she is full of courage and confidence. If the scenery outside is more beautiful than what she has now, she has no interest in it.

Just as she is in Leng Zetian's eyes, beauty is in her lover's eyes, Leng Zetian is also unique and perfect.

There is no substitute.

Even if it is -

bailiusu.

Because in his side, she even powerful camouflage can be unreservedly removed.

Leng Zetian's finger brushed her soft lips reluctantly and said, "wait for me here."

Mi Xiaoya nodded, her cheeks flushed with peach blossom, "OK, I'm not going anywhere."

Leng Zetian pushes out the door. Outside, the drizzle has stopped gradually. In the bamboo shadow, a woman in a simple and elegant kimono stands by the lake.

Her hair is in a simple bun, with two wisps of black hair floating around her ears. She is intelligent and delicate, and her eyes are bright and exposed, just like the deep lake, deep in mind.

"Old fox sold you the files?" Leng Zetian asks straight to the point. There is aloofness and aloofness between his eyebrows.

The way Cheng Wenlan knocked on the door just now was a string of Morse code, which was the code of a mission of the military resources company. It was very hidden, and outsiders could not know it unless they got Leng Zetian's dark files.

Cheng Wenlan turned and looked at him with a smile, "lengshao, are you free to have a drink with me now? This wine is very rare. How can we live up to such a beautiful occasion? "

Lengzetian glanced at her coldly and said in a cold voice, "the environment is really good, but the person accompanying the wine is too ugly. Looking at you, no matter how good the wine is, it's hard to swallow it."

Cheng Wenlan was not angry, but laughed, "Leng Shao really likes to joke. It seems that in this world, only white fringes are eligible for Leng Shao's exclusive favor. We secular women are only envious. "

Leng Zetian's eyebrows jump, and Leng Mang's eyes are even worse. How much does this woman know!

"It's so cold here. It's better to go to the pavilion and chat slowly." Cheng Wenlan suggests pointing to a simple and elegant pavilion not far away. The pavilion is on the high side of the lake and has a good view. There are four stone tables and eight immortals chairs in the pavilion. The layout is very elegant. It's really a good place to rest.

Lengze day cold eyes swept, staring at Cheng Wenlan indifferently, and did not immediately respond.

This woman is more difficult to deal with than he imagined. She is a master of calculating people's minds. It seems that his reaction is calculated by her in every move.

She, he was on the alert.

"Worried about Xiaoya? Don't worry. We are at the door of the wooden house. You can see everything clearly. What's more, she has the protection of the second personality of Bai Liusu. If she is in danger, only Bai Liusu can bully others. Where can she get hurt

Cheng Wenlan said slowly, "lengshao, I know much more than you think. You should know that I am a professional psychologist. I know more about Xiaoya than you do. She's not good now. You really don't want to talk to me? "Leng Zetian pondered for a moment, frowning and walking towards the pavilion.

Cheng Wenlan was greatly relieved, and her heart fluttered down her chest. It's too dangerous. Sure enough, MI Xiaoya is lengshao's weakness. She almost thought she would not succeed.

The two men left with their front feet, and a black figure sneaked into the side door of the wooden house with their back feet.

In the wooden house, MI Xiaoya has changed her bathrobe. She is in front of the dressing table, holding a comb to clear her soft ink hair, while also managing her thoughts.

Her eyes swept over the clean and tidy dressing table, on which were placed a full set of the latest Lancome skin care suit, as well as her exclusive toothbrush, cup, towel and other daily necessities engraved with her name.

All the things are exquisite to the details, which makes people warm in their hearts.

The door is slowly pushed open. Gu Fengzhan walks in with a nervous mood. After scanning several rooms, he sees Mi Xiaoya, who is combing her hair in front of the dresser, standing at the open bathroom door.

At that moment, his heart seemed to stop.

"Who?" Mi Xiaoya also heard the sound, can't help but turn around alertly, just to Gu Fengzhan's aggressive eyes.

Two people's eyes collided.

Gu Fengzhan suddenly froze in the original place. In the past, now, all the memories overlap in his brain.

He looked at the familiar and strange eyes, and could not say a word.

There are thousands of words stuck in the throat, such as wine, choking throat, and like ice, bone piercing.

It turned out that in front of her, those complacent excuses, after all, were excuses, which could not stand the slightest wind and grass, and had already broken without attack.

Gu Fengzhan understood that some things had passed, and he could never go back.