Traps Of Love

Leng Zetian's second reaction is that Miyamoto's scheming is so deep and sinister that it is far beyond his expectation.

So this fake is bite his mind, just have the courage to today so swagger into provocation! What is her purpose?! In other words, she is not a killer at all, but a chess piece sent by Gongmo to disturb his mind!

Think through this section, Leng Zetian's eyes are more and more heavy, like the terrible midnight of thunderstorm, dark and difficult to breathe.

"Let go of you? You're playing hard to get. It's from the temple. " Leng Zetian almost bites this sentence from his teeth. He uses extreme anger to cover up those strange emotions in his heart. He wants to hold this woman, see her face, and hear her voice similar to MI Xiaoya again.

Clearly know is a trap, but also want to jump in regardless of everything, so out of control feeling, let him angry to want to kill!

Bai Xiaoya couldn't help being humiliated by him again. She didn't care to be afraid. She raised her head obstinately, stared back and scolded, "shit! Are you guys so narcissistic! Your eyes are not working well, and your brain is not working well! "

Leng Zetian's whole body temperature suddenly dropped more than ten degrees, and the whole hall was as cold as cold winter.

All of them were so tacit that they didn't dare to breathe. A few of them even touched their necks pale with fright. They felt the chill, like an invisible blade on their necks. It was terrible!

Bai Xiaoya was frightened by his cold and terrible sight, and her cold air cut her skin to the bone. She immediately regretted that she should not try to be quick and put herself in such a dangerous situation.

Because, her real feeling, this man can really strangle her in front of countless people's eyes!

Sure enough, the next moment, Leng Zetian gripped her arm with a sudden force. There was no more expression on her handsome face. He was elegant, cold, domineering and tough. He came like death, pushing Bai Xiaoya to the corner of the wall again.

The cold wall makes Bai Xiaoya wake up. She opens her eyes wide in horror, grabs the belt in her hand, and is ready to use it as a weapon. She is ready to seize the opportunity to fight back.

However, Leng Zetian didn't give her time to think at all. Her slender and powerful palms fell on her shoulders, and a sharp cold light came out of her eyes. "Where is the palace stranger?"

Pain!

Bai Xiaoya once again real experience to this man's terrible, he is not palace Mo that never and women fight gentleman, in front of the man rough to minute can kill.

"I don't know... I don't know anything about Gongmo..." Bai Xiaoya is sweating with pain, and her voice is trembling. But her tears are forced back, and her anger takes the place of her previously unexplained emotions. Now she just wants to give back the pain to the proud man in front of her!

Her shoulders are aching fast, and her muscles and bones are broken. It is obvious that there is no injury, but this man's fingers almost seem to be embedded in her joints, breaking her bones!

"Don't talk back! It seems that you can pretend more than I think Leng Zetian gave a sneer and narrowed his eyes. At the next moment, he increased his strength.

A stuffy voice of the wrong crack in the two people can hear the range rang out.

"Well Bai Xiaoya can't help roaring. She is in a cold sweat with pain. She really feels the threat of death.

Pain to suffocation, and even, the edge of Bai Xiaoya's vision began to twist! She regretted the beginning, and wanted to slap herself. How could she not remember so long? She had suffered a loss last night, but today she still could not control the moths to rush to this man to be abused.

It seems that she is the one with real brain problems. She is the fool who ran into the muzzle of the gun and tried to kill herself!

This man's dress and manner are by no means ordinary people, and with such fierce skills, his identity is almost certain to be gong Mo's enemy in the United States.

Bai Xiaoya's brain is turning rapidly. She remembers that Gong Mo warned her that those people were born in the underworld, killing people and stealing goods, smuggling and trafficking in drugs, and there was nothing she didn't dare to do.

The more she looked at it, the more she felt that Leng Zetian was such a person, especially his overbearing and cold air, which made her want to report this underworld boss every minute!

To deal with such a terrorist, she does not need to continue to test, the only feasible way is to escape first, and then investigate all his details!

Between the electric light and flint, Bai Xiaoya's mind has been set, her eyes are also firm and incomparable, and a pair of leisurely laziness that only belongs to her appears at the tip of her eyebrows and corners of her eyes.

She lowered her eyebrows and raised them slowly. Her clear eyes were shining, and she suddenly laughed.

"You -" Leng Zetian was stunned again, and his heart seemed to be stabbed with a needle.

Even if you can't see it clearly, you are familiar enough!

Lazy, rebellious, open, fearless, self-confident, wanton, this is the unique aura and expression of white tassel!What kind of person can imitate other people to such a vivid degree! Even let Leng Zetian have a moment, strong doubt in front of the people is Xiaoya and tassel!

But soon, Leng Zetian denied this idea, because no matter Xiaoya or tassel, they would never do this to him!

Because even if this woman looks like them again, her eyes are alert when she looks at him, as if she is looking at an insignificant stranger.

How could he be a stranger to Xiaoya?

The intense uneasiness makes Leng Zetian lose his sense of propriety all of a sudden, and his hand is almost to take off Bai Xiaoya's thin shoulder!

Pain! Pain! Pain!

Bai Xiaoya's eyes open to the limit, and her smile is stiff.

She seriously suspected that the man was really going to kill her!

At the critical moment of life and death, she could not care so much, and could only attack from the weakest place of the man.

Her arm is almost useless, so she can't use her hand -

only her mouth!

Bai Xiaoya doesn't care so much. Looking at the handsome and arrogant man in front of her, she abandons all her ideas in her mind. Without saying a word, she rushes forward and kisses her on tiptoe!

Boom!

Soft as petal lips with warm fragrance, kiss his cold thin lips, Leng Zetian's brain suddenly a blank, deep eyes open!

What is this woman doing!

Why does he know that she is a fake, but his body instinctively wants to grab more kisses, and his heart will have a violent shock when he kisses Xiaoya again!