Traps Of Love

The rain is cold.

The mud is cold.

Mi Xiaoya's heart should have been abandoned by this cold world, shouldn't it.

At this time, a big transparent umbrella bang, in MI Xiaoya's head blooming a beautiful flower.

A warm and generous Beige windbreaker tightly wrapped her.

This moment, the world seems to be quiet, even the storm also stopped raging, only the warm feeling, quickly diffuse in the blood.

Like when Mi Xiaoya was a child, she was wronged and hurt, and her mother's most tender embrace was the same, which was reassuring.

“……！”

Who is standing behind?

Mi Xiaoya's heart, there is a kind of panic.

In such a thunderstorm and typhoon weather, who will come to such a remote foot of the mountain like her?!

I must have seen all her most embarrassed appearance!

Mi Xiaoya body shock, finally rational return to reality, her face Teng once, face rose more and more red as fire.

Looking up, you can see a solid and good-looking shoulder, as well as a beautiful and three-dimensional side face of a man.

Mi Xiaoya can't help but wonder. This kind stranger who sheltered her from the rain is really tall.

She raised her head and couldn't reach his shoulder, let alone see all his features.

"Long time no see." The low, warm voice, in the rain of wind and rain, thunder and thunder, is like a warm spring flowing into the heart, warm as the March and the bathing wind.

"Who are you?" Mi Xiaoya stood on tiptoe and tried harder to see his face clearly.

Clean and white jaw, warm and beautiful lips, is two shallow pear dimple.

Her heart was knocked open by this charming dimple, ripples in circles, as if in this moment, all the darkness at the bottom of her heart was illuminated by the light in front of her eyes.

This strange man made her heart warm like the moonlight.

It's a strange feeling.

"I-miss-you." fluent English, full of thousands of words of missing, affectionate and moderate, gentle and gentle gentleman.

Mi Xiaoya's dark feeling of tearing away from her soul came back all of a sudden.

Her brain is buzzing. There seems to be something very important in her memory. It's going to pop out!

"Are you the one who sent me the invitation card?" Finally, MI Xiaoya asked.

As soon as the voice fell, she felt a warm and powerful palm covering her hair.

Gentle, gentlemanly, elegant, touching,

like the intimate kisses between lovers in love, he gently rubbed her hair,

touched her head as if to comfort her frightened heart.

At this moment, MI Xiaoya has a kind of unprecedented peace and relaxation, just like the happiness of being spoiled in the palm of one's hand in the vague and distant memory.

However, all this was done by a strange man. She was shocked to find that she didn't feel resistant and strange.

Who is this man?

The hand above her head, leaving gently.

He seemed to see through all the misgivings of MI Xiaoya and said softly, "don't be afraid."

"I'll take you to the answer."

Dark chaos of the night, the storm, two people, an umbrella.

Left two pairs of footprints walking side by side on the muddy mountain road.

Half an hour later, outside the abandoned glass factory at the top of the mountain, MI Xiaoya and her husband finally stopped.

Mi Xiaoya stood under the eaves, facing the half covered warehouse door in front of her, puzzled,

"go in." The man said gently.

Mi Xiaoya didn't have time to refuse, so she heard the roar of the warehouse. All of a sudden, her attention was attracted to the back of the door.

"Young master, you can see clearly that she and her sister Mi Xiaoya are all sold at a clear price!"

Full of sarcastic tone, harsh to enlightening!

Like Mi Xiaoya

It's for sale

It's for sale!

It's for sale!

Mi xiaoyaru was struck by lightning, her heart was bitten by a poisonous snake, unable to breathe.

She completely white face, all cold without a trace of temperature, numb as a marionette general toward the door.

Through the crack of the door, you can see the back of lengze Tianbi in the spacious glass factory.

Not far away on the half floor platform, a man in his fifties is holding a gun at Mi Xiaoqin, who is in a coma on the chair!

"Amber, are you finished?"

Leng Zetian, a tall man, puts his hands in his pocket leisurely, which makes him handsome and domineering.

He raised an elegant and alienated smile at the corner of his mouth. "You should know that the provocation method doesn't work for me!"At the end of his words, he took out the key in his pocket and threw it arrogantly to the ground.

"You go back and tell the old man at home, and don't bother me with such time-consuming trifles in the future."

In the magnetic voice, it is the cold to the bone, and there is a faint anger, with a pressing pressure.

Mi Xiaoya heard all over the cold, afraid Leng Zetian really want to leave, in this case, he will find her standing at the door as soon as he looks back!

She hurriedly retreated, until she was drenched by the rainstorm again, and then realized that the mysterious man just standing behind her didn't know when he had left.

However, the situation in the glass factory is too critical, so Mi Xiaoya has no spare brain to think about the whereabouts of the mysterious man.

She quickly found a more secluded corner by the door and looked in through the glass window.

At this time, after listening to Leng Zetian's words, Amber's hand holding the gun obviously shook.

He threatened with a strong voice,

"young master, master is also for your own good. It's not a provocation. It's the master who cares about you. I hope it doesn't happen again! "

On Leng Zetian's handsome face, his eyes were as sharp as a knife in an instant, "tragedy repeats itself?"

Seeing that he didn't move, amber settled down and had more assurance.

Continue to say earnestly, "young master, have you forgotten your mother's affairs?"

Leng Zetian's silent, long eyelashes languidly down, cover the eye ground startling anger, and bone chilling killing!

His mother?!

The old man had the face to let the dog slave compare his favorite mother with the worthless Mi Xiaoqin!

When amber saw that he did not speak, he thought that he had hit his heart.

He was ecstatic, and finally caught Leng Zetian's death!

Sure enough, what the master said is right. No matter how impeccable the young master seems, his biggest weakness is his mother.

Seizing Leng Zetian's biggest weakness, Anbo suddenly feels that he has great confidence to complete the task ordered by the master.

"Young master, your mother is the best example!"

Amber straightened his back, and there was a strong expression of anger on his face.

Tonight, he wants to stimulate Leng Zetian hard and wake him up with a slap!