Traps Of Love

"You are letting the tiger go back to the mountain." Luozishan's nose was full of white smoke. He was very angry.

But Huo Kai laughed, "Luo Heitan, do you know how to let a mountain hold two tigers?"

“……” Luo Zishan glanced at him and continued to stem his neck discontentedly.

Huo Kai patted him on the shoulder. Peach blossom's eyes were full of banter

"Two tigers are not allowed in one mountain, except one male and one female."

“……！” Luozi mountain is petrified in situ, and a heart is in disorder.

Li Yunze can't help but help his forehead. It's time for Huo Kai to tell jokes.

He immediately sent the situation to Leng Zetian's mobile phone, and simply explained it to long Qumai in the future.

The sky gradually changes from the white belly of fish to the twilight of the morning, and the mist curling up on the lake has a kind of illusion like beauty.

Mi Xiaoya wakes up very early, or she hardly gets a good sleep that night.

In her mind, there are countless scenes of blue shashuo constantly flowing, as if there is a strange voice calling her to go somewhere and complete a very important command.

But Ye Jiaying's matter, to MI Xiaoya's blow is also very big.

as like as two peas, she always remembered the first time she saw Ye Jiaying. At that time, Ye Jiaying wore a long blue diamond dress with the same blue imitation as she did in the fashion show.

Ye Jiaying wore as like as two peas in a different evening dress, a feeling of a lonely black swan. Gentle, graceful, quiet, introverted, cool, delicate makeup under that face has a kind of extreme oriental classical beauty.

Mi Xiaoya had to admit that the first time she saw her, she was amazed.

Compared with Ye Jiaying, she is more like a piece of jade.

Mi Xiaoya's body is more of a small jasper that kind of pure light temperament, two people's disparity is too big.

But tonight, when the light in the cabin turns on, MI Xiaoya sees Ye Jiaying, who is totally different.

She seems to have been suffering from insomnia for a month in a row. Her eyes are sunken with lifeless gray. Especially her eyes, apart from despair, are full of hatred. It's frightening!

At the thought of this, MI Xiaoya can't help shivering.

"Stupid woman, get back here." Leng Zetian's side, a pair of deep blue eyes, like the ocean under the tide, beautiful.

His long arm held her arm, then tightened the belt, and pulled Mi Xiaoya, who was sitting by the bed, into the quilt again, and stuffed them all into his broad arms.

"Aze -" Mi Xiaoya exclaimed in surprise. Her voice was rusty, with a kind of sleepy laziness and sexy.

Leng Zetian's mind swings, and he can't help holding her closer. His slender hand skilfully goes up from her waist line, contentedly covering her soft.

Recently, under his supervision, the food is good, and his women are getting better and better.

"Don't mess around all morning." Mi Xiaoya's face was embarrassed and red to the root of her neck.

It's too much to be eaten by this guy when you wake up!

"Stupid woman, I'm afraid you're cold." Leng Zetian's head is buried in her shoulder, and her skin is dyed red by the hot breath.

Mi Xiaoya blushed and flushed, but she couldn't refute it. She was ashamed and annoyed, but she had to admit that her cold temperature really soared rapidly in his embrace. If it went on like this, she felt that her temperature was almost up to the temperature when she had a fever.

"Woman, let me ask you a question." Leng Zetian's deep voice rings close to her soft ear. His slender fingers throw the mobile phone away, and then cover her sensitive waist again.

Mi Xiaoya's face flushed and her heart pounded like a deer. She didn't know how to answer the question, for fear that he might ask something more shameful

"When is your real birthday?" Leng Zetian's eyes are rippling and soft.

Mi Xiaoya said with a relieved smile, "why do I suddenly think of asking this? I don't have the habit of having a birthday."

"When?" Leng Zetian asked doggedly and stubbornly, turning her fingers around the front and lifting her chin.

Mi Xiaoya had to answer truthfully, "August 30."

Leng Zetian was surprised and asked, "isn't it your birthday on your ID card? It says November 11. "

"Aze When did you peek at my ID card... " Mi Xiaoya is embarrassed.

"What is peeking? Yours is mine, mine is yours." Leng Zetian gave her a kiss on her forehead.

Poof -

What's wrong with this.

Mi Xiaoya rubbed her eyebrows and explained patiently, "the birthday on the ID card is wrong. At that time, when I reissued the second generation ID card, it was Xuanxuan who helped me. There was a little incident in the middle, and I accidentally made a mistake about Xuanxuan's birthday and mine. However, Xuanxuan said, "it's very good. We really don't know each other, so we haven't changed."

This words, MI Xiaoya immediately feel someone's embrace of the temperature of rapid cooling, that pair of sharp eyes is to eat the general cold.Er -

I'm not jealous again.

When she was young, Yadun's head was black, but Xuanxuan was a girl.

She quickly cut off the topic, "you haven't answered me, why do you want to ask me this question?"

Leng Zetian's handsome face is elegant and cold. He suddenly holds her face and says, "I'll change your ID card when I go back."

"......" Mi Xiaoya blinked, innocent and wronged, "there's really no need......"

lengzetian's cold eyes swept away.

"OK, OK, OK, just change it." Mi Xiaoya has no choice but to help her forehead.

"Change my birthday to yours and yours to mine." Leng Zetian is absolutely serious. Leng Mou is overbearing.

Mi Xiaoya is petrified again. Is it really necessary.

"Xiaoya, there's something you have the right to know." Leng Zetian's eyes became complicated. He said slowly, "on November 11, I may not be at home."

"Well, it's OK. I'm at home." Mi Xiaoya nodded her head cleverly. She heard his voice out of the line and felt uneasy at the bottom of her heart.

But, she will guard their home.

Just like him, do your best to protect.

"Woman, do you want to celebrate Chu Zixuan's birthday?" Leng Zetian asked again.

Mi Xiaoya's eyes suddenly lit up. When she was about to nod happily, she was dismissed by someone's jealousy.

Calm down. She has to calm down.

"Say it if you want to go." Leng Zetian squints and sees through her disguise.

Mi Xiaoya nodded slowly, her heart in the wind.

She is not afraid that he will eat inexplicable fly vinegar.

Leng Zetian hesitated for a moment, kissing her eyebrows, and slowly said, "it's good for you to have someone to accompany you. If you want to go, go. "

"I'm a little cold woman, and I'm qualified to live as I please."