Traps Of Love

Villa on the first floor of the living room, no lights, only moonlight sprinkled on the cold floor, it is no furniture room more empty.

A tall and straight figure stood by the window for a long time without moving a minute. The moonlight painted a unique arc on his side face. His face was less cold and sharp than usual, and looked elegant and handsome. He had a poetic and elegant demeanor. Just a pair of thick eyebrows tightly twisted into a line, as if because of something difficult, he could not let go.

"Bai Liusu..... Mi Xiaoya..... Bai Xiaoya......" after listening to Jia Youdao's sophistry, Li Yunze thinks more and more that it's really strange. On the way back, his heart is like a raft floating in the waves. One moment up and one moment down, it's bumpy and there's a danger of capsizing at any time.

But he still didn't figure out how to explain the paradox to lengshao, because he didn't know how likely it was. But if even one in ten thousand is possible, Leng Shao will be so trapped by the "white tassel", then Jia Youdao will be right. When he is sold, he will have to give the white tassel a few money.

Just, can a person really pretend to be so impeccable? Even in front of the person you love most, that person is Leng Zetian.

Li Yunze looked out of the window and found that the moon tonight was in the shape of a crescent moon, just right in the shape of a smiling face with two bright stars in the sky.

His lips moved slightly, as if he remembered some of the past, his brows finally loosened, as if he had untied the tangle, and finally stood up from the sofa. Li Yunze's final decision is to let it go. He may not be able to judge the truth, but he believes Leng Zetian will know the answer accurately.

The matter between two people, no matter who wins or loses in the end, it's just a dispute between them.

In the room, lengzetian and Bai Xiaoya are still sitting face to face in the sofa, staring at each other.

"False, false! I don't believe it! This picture must be from PS again Bai Xiaoya points to the screen saver on lengzetian's mobile phone, and her face changes again and again. The last time a sophomore in the computer department used Photoshop software p to figure out what he and her future baby looked like. When Bai Xiaoya saw the scary picture, she almost didn't throw the picture directly from the window with the boy.

"Look carefully." Leng Zetian knew that she had a lot of questions and precautions, and he was not prepared to let her accept so many realities at once. She is careful, which is a good thing. It shows that she has not been bullied and fooled in the past three years.

Bai Xiaoya rubs her temple in agony and looks at the beautiful but melancholy little boy on the mobile phone screen. How can she feel strange and distressed.

"No, it's still not! If he is really my son, it seems that he is at least seven or eight years old, that is, I gave birth to him when I was eighteen - that's totally impossible! " Bai Xiaoya was so flustered that she frowned and said, "what's the concept of being pregnant at the age of 18! As a child, you -- "

at this point, her face turned red to the root of her neck. She couldn't help staring at Leng Zetian angrily and scolded," beast! "

Leng Zetian's expression became a bit subtle. The night eight years ago, his experience appeared in front of his eyes. He coughed and praised, "well scolded."

"...?!" Bai Xiaoya doesn't know, so she thinks it's the wrong ear. In her understanding of this man, he doesn't like to admit that he is a beast so easily.

Is it difficult for him to admit that he is a hooligan as before, and then take advantage of her in turn after gaining fame?!

Bai Xiaoya's heart beats suddenly and stares at his face warily. For the first time, there is a kind of nervous feeling in the most familiar room environment. Her palms can't help sweating.

In my mind, it was all his crazy kisses last night. The fierce breath seemed to linger between his lips and teeth, and his face became hotter.

At this time, Leng Zetian's handsome face is also the first micro change, his eyes across a Fei color, some uncomfortable cold voice admitted, "you were 18 years old, you are strong me."

Poof -

Bai Xiaoya's tight body suddenly shakes for three times, almost choked by her own saliva.

No wonder he didn't even think about it and said it was a good scolding. Dare she hurt herself by mistake?!

Bai Xiaoya thinks that she is so speechless and hurt. The black line running everywhere can't describe her mood of collapse at the moment.

Drunk!

Today, she was bombed by all kinds of explosive facts. A heart has been seriously overloaded, and her normally flexible brain cells are not enough now.

"Xiaoya." Leng Zetian suddenly approached, took her trembling waist with his long arm and held her. His deep magnetic voice was his unique cold and deep feeling. "It doesn't matter whether you remember or not. You don't have to force yourself to be who you are, and you don't need to have any burden. Even if - "

his voice seems sour and astringent, and his dark blue eyes show lonely sadness for the first time," even if you forget that you once loved me, those are not important. The important thing is that if you come back alive, all my waiting and efforts in the past three years will be worth it. ""You, you don't say that..." Bai Xiaoya's heart was rubbed sour, turbulent thoughts mixed with heartache, quickly drowned her reason, she had a deep sense of guilt, as if she really sorry him, should not disappear for so long.

In front of this strange and familiar man, although dangerous, thick skinned, flirtatious and rogue, but his every look in the interpretation of how much care about her feelings, every action is a general reflexive care, she holds her in the palm of her hand, as if subconsciously, she is more important than his treasure.

Love is not obedience on major issues, it may be accommodation for interests. Love is considerate in small things, which comes from the heart and can't be pretended. And Bai Xiaoya clearly in lengzetian's body, eyes, every move, saw countless silent I love you.

Her mood, mixed feelings, and confused, she is eager to recall all the original, want to know the truth of her departure.

"I have only one request. Don't be too far away from me any more." Leng Zetian gazes at her affectionately, closer, trying to see the expression on her face at this time.

Let it be. Leng Zetian has already made a decision to give her the maximum freedom and rights without pressure. The only thing she can't compromise is to let her out of his sight again.

His eyes, no good.

Bai Xiaoya was so spoiled by his eyes to see more helpless, some uncomfortable red through the face, hesitated to ask, "what do you want?"

"Eight years ago, you should be responsible for me. From now on, you can't leave me more than one meter." Leng Zetian overbearing with a generous hand covering the back of her slender hand, slowly clenched in the palm.

Her cool fingertips are surrounded by his warm palms, and her fingers are connected like the most intimate tacit connection.