Traps Of Love

Ye Jiaying's figure disappears in the elevator. Behind the transparent glass, you can clearly see her sliding on the ground against the wall, covering her face and crying.

Leng Zetian is the only thing she wants but can't get after she has lived for more than 20 years.

She could not tell whether it was love or possessiveness.

She had thought that when michaelia died, she had a chance, but it turned out that he didn't have her in his heart from beginning to end.

However, a dead person can come back from the dead. Why can't a miracle happen to her? She so many years of infatuation, can't exchange for God a little bit of fair treatment?

Despair, pain, powerlessness.

In Ye Jiaying's mind, there is only Leng Zetian's sentence tonight. Ben Shao wants to chase you again.

How could she not hate it, how could she be reconciled to it...

"women, have not seen enough?" Leng Zetian's dangerous and sharp eyes can almost penetrate her soul, "come here."

Bai Xiaoya is stunned for a moment, turns to look at him, and has to admit that this man's almost perfect face can drive every woman crazy. Especially the overbearing confession that no feeling is deceptive, her heart is still jumping wildly.

There are too many bombings tonight. Does she have a boyfriend who has been in love for ten years? Ten years, what is the concept, can be regarded as half a family relationship.

Listen to Ye Jiaying's meaning, the man who fell in love with her for ten years finally married Ye Jiaying, and finally divorced. How can this relationship be the same as the dog blood 8:00 show in the TV series.

Bai Xiaoya looks at Leng Zetian with a very complicated look, and sums it up concisely, "your circle is too chaotic."

The light light in the garden is scattered on Leng Zetian sitting in the sofa, and the black shirt with appropriate cut shows his sexy figure incisively and vividly. His deep blue eyes were slightly narrowed at this time, and he looked at Bai Xiaoya with a kind of concentration. His slender knuckles gently knocked on the retro round table with tomdixon aromatherapy lamp. The corners of his lips slightly pointed her to sit back to him, "tell me about your circle."

"Three years, a total of 36 months, 1095 days and 26208 hours. Tell me all about it." The magnetic voice is filled with strong thoughts like the night, such as his attentive eyes at this time, which is too moving to refuse.

Bai Xiaoya's heart missed a beat, a delicate softness, like a feather brushing the tip of her heart. Her eyes looked at the delicate Candlestick swaying in the breeze, and the man who was close to her and looked at her affectionately. Everything looked as warm as home.

All the tension, doubt, uneasiness, all of a sudden precipitated down.

"Do you really want to hear it?" Bai Xiaoya hesitated.

"Yes, as long as it's about you." Leng Zetian's deep eyes looked at her, "and our smile."

He got up and came to her gracefully. Like magic, he held out a bunch of blooming lilies from behind. The candle light shining like stars sprinkled on the blooming petals. Everything was dreamlike.

Bai Xiaoya realizes that he is serious. He is proving it with his actions. If she doesn't go, he comes to her.

His determination, like his actions, is beyond doubt.

"We'll start over. I want to meet you now." Leng Zetian's voice was as soft as the moon. He reached out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Leng Zetian."

Bai Xiaoya dropped her eyes and took the bouquet. Her nose was full of the fragrance of petals. Her heart softened a little. "Hello, my name is Bai Xiaoya."

Her hand just touched the palm of his hand, he was hegemonic grasp, she had no time to react, the next moment has even people with flowers fall in someone's arms.

"Xiaoya, I don't just want to hear all about you in the past three years, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Remember, this is our first formal kiss Leng Zetian's deep eyes are staring at her, affectionately and elegantly lifting her jaw and bending down to kiss her.

"Bai Xiaoya had no time to reflect the real meaning of the first formal kiss, so she had already been grabbed by him.

Different from the previous domineering, his kiss is more gentle and cherished, as if she is a fragile baby, he skillfully across every inch of her soft skin, all the love and miss affectionately passed to her.

Bai Xiaoya some helpless frown, the next moment his finger belly will gently cover her frown, pacify the uplift of the arc smooth, embrace more forcefully, thoughtful and considerate to the subtle place, take care of her.

After nearly ten minutes, until Bai Xiaoya breathed unsteadily and flushed, he reluctantly released her.

Just when Bai Xiaoya thought she could take a breath, her waist suddenly tightened. Leng Zetian held her up and walked to the outermost platform of the sky garden. There was an Italian Retro Leather sofa with a soft white blanket on it. He held her and half lay in the sofa.Two people slowly fall into the sofa together. Leng Zetian hugs her from behind, encircles her, and wraps her petite and soft body in her arms. Her warm breath and sexy low voice slide past her ears. "Woman, you can speak slowly."

Comfortable leather and soft blanket are so comfortable that people want to be surprised, but when white Xiaoya looks up to the surrounding environment, she is even more surprised to say nothing.

The blue sky, the stars all over the sky, the balcony overlooking the prosperous night scene of the city, and even the lighting table lamps are decorated with Swarovski, which are exquisite to perfect details. And the tight muscles of the man who wrapped her, the body which made her blush and heartbeat, the dangerous breath of men, made her flustered.

It dawned on her that he had carefully arranged all this. Can, two people now so ambiguous distance, let her how calm talk these three years she and palace Mo spend together of day?!

Bai Xiaoya thinks it's a bit difficult.

"It's still early, your ex family. They'll be here in an hour." Leng Zetian's head is buried in her neck, thin lips can't help turning up, satisfied and happy. To know that she will not refuse, God knows how strong his desire at the moment of lingering.

"That..." Bai Xiaoya's cheeks are hot, "I'm a little hot. I want to have a drink before I speak."

"What would you like to drink? Champagne, red wine, juice? " Leng Zetian's eyes narrowed, and his fingers gracefully pointed to the round table full of exquisite goblets.

“.....！” Bai Xiaoya has an impulse to hit the wall. She is totally different from him by more than one rank.