Traps Of Love

The next day, the haze of the sky, dark clouds rolling, big drops of rain pouring down, Z city officially entered the Meiyu season.

Under an umbrella, MI Xiaoya's face is dignified, and she rushes to the financial building of cold's consortium in CBD.

She wants to find out whether the mysterious call last night is really related to her lost memory of a year.

Not far away, in the black Ferrari, manager Chen's eyebrows are locked, and the phone is close to his ear.

"Young master, do you want to stop her?"

"Well?" At the other end of the phone, there was a cold voice of Leng Da Shao's rhetorical question, which seemed to be extremely idiotic.

his woman should be treated with dignity. Who dares to limit her freedom? I'm tired of living?!

Housekeeper Chen shivered all over and said, "I understand that no matter what happens, I will listen to miss MI."

He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with lingering fear, and suddenly realized that lengshao had no intention of restricting Miss Mi's behavior.

It's all his misunderstanding.

What kind of lover can't be seen?

Wrong! wrong! wrong!

To be able to take Mi Xiaoya back to the villa and give her back to the senior secretary, the young master, is to swear Miss Mi's status to the world.

"I see, young master." Housekeeper Chen did not dare to neglect. He immediately snapped his fingers and ordered the bodyguard in the back row to give Mi Xiaoya an umbrella.

The greater the rain, the towering financial building is like a towering City, more majestic in the hazy rain.

It's almost there. Mi Xiaoya pursed her lips and quickened her pace.

Suddenly, she was blocked by a small black umbrella.

In the soft light under the umbrella was a girl in a white dress.

She has a pale face with delicate melon seeds and a pair of chilling eyes like a black cat,

her long black and thick hair is spread around her waist like seaweed, just like a doll in a cartoon, which has a sense of evil.

"Your letter!" The girl's eyebrows are bone chilling, her pale hands are raised high, holding the white envelope.

Mi Xiaoya is stunned. The girl in front of her looks strange, and her skin is almost transparent.

especially her black cat like eyes are very eye-catching, which makes her think of the vampire in the novel.

Yes, pale skin, cunning black eyes, can always stay young, aura incomparable demon.

Mi Xiaoya looks at the girl curiously.

Did you recognize the wrong person?

"Here you are! Take it

The big black eyes are especially hostile. Cherry's little mouth deliberately painted a bright red lip color. At this time, it is reluctantly pouting, like a drop of bright blood blooming silently on the petal like lips.

"Little sister, are you mistaken?" Mi Xiaoya can't help asking. What time is it? How can anyone write? And it's for her.

The girl was so excited by the name of "little sister" that she burst into flames in her eyes,

her face was filled with arrogance, "you are so ugly, how can you admit your mistake?"

At the end of the words, she was extremely reluctant to put the letter into michaelia's hand, and then she left without looking back.

Mi Xiaoya shrinks her hand and is distracted for a moment. She lowers her head in doubt and begins to observe the letter in her hand

Girl's fingers, strange cold, like a corpse general bone chilling.

"Miss MI, can I help you?" At this time, the bodyguards in black had come, and four or five huge black umbrellas were popping out black flowers on her head.

"It's OK. Let's go. " Mi Xiaoya quietly tucks the letter into the windbreaker pocket,

in the dark, she has a feeling.

This mysterious letter has something to do with the mysterious phone call that night.

In the shadow of the street corner, little Lori jumped into the black car, and her overcast face bloomed in spring.

"The letter has been sent. People want to reward it! A lot, a lot of rewards! "

Innocent smile in her face, especially brilliant, like the most moist apple in the garden, people can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

She always knew what her strengths were.

Even though she was 18 years old and only 12 years old, she deeply understood the charm of the immature and charming beauty.

However, the straight black figure in the driver's seat remained unmoved.

"She opened it?" The low and warm voice is like water diffusion, and with inherent nobility, giving people a kind of indifference.

Little Lori looked down in disappointment, but the next second she was full of blood and came back to life, "Arthur, you hold me, I'll go to see it."

"Go." A long, pale finger flicked on her forehead.

The car started suddenly.

Little Lori's eyes were as bright as stars. She felt that the forehead he had touched was about to blossom. She almost cried out with excitement, but her face made an expression of grievance.

"Words don't count. Don't give me a hug when I send a letter."Under the curly eyelashes of the doll, her eyes are like an invincible dark world, and jealousy is spreading.

This is the first time in history that he touched her skin. Even if it was just fingertip contact, it was also a historic breakthrough.

However, all this is because of the woman named Mi Xiaoya.

Hehe, it's a golden opportunity.

After waiting so long, I finally found the only breakthrough.

Little Lori wiped the tears that didn't exist and continued to pretend to be sad.

Finally, she waited for the long-awaited voice.

"Tonight, I'll take you to the winery."

Little Lori screamed in surprise, jumped up from her seat, pressed the window and yelled out, "Arthur, I love you -"

"I love you! I love you

The wind blows the girl's seaweed like black hair in all directions,

her dark eyes are like the coldest stars in the dark, evil, bloodthirsty and with strong excitement.

Michelia, no matter where you are, you are not qualified to occupy the heart of Arthur, the God in her heart!

Five years, five years!

She must personally wipe out Mi Xiaoya from the world!

At this time, MI Xiaoya was surrounded by countless black bodyguards and walked into the door of the financial building.

A dignified black suit, capable pencil skirt, plain face up to the sky, the face is a magnanimous eyes.

Countless curious eyes have been projected over, more dense than the heavy rain outside the window.

Mi Xiaoya quietly pinches her fist. She is ready to fight.

Come on! No matter how fierce the attack is, she is not afraid!

"Look! That's her! She is the woman Leng always brings back

"It's said that she is the general secretary. In the future, we will work for her. I don't know what her ability is."

"Did you see the report? It's very bad about her."

"That's the young lady of the Ye family. Even if she doesn't like it, she will protect her when she comes back."

"Yes, I think it's not so bad to have such a calm atmosphere. The woman of Leng Zong will never be an ordinary woman. "

"This is really a rare anecdote in a hundred years. It's a blessing to be a woman of Leng Zong for several generations!"