Traps Of Love

A few minutes later, Bai Xiaoya carries a transparent goblet with champagne and gives a brief account of her three years.

Because Leng Zetian's eyes are so terrible, she uses the tactful way to tell the story.

For example, about the pursuit of Miyamoto, um, omitted.

For example, Miyamoto and Xiaoxiao are not father daughter feelings, they must be ignored!

For example, in the library, college students write love letters to her.

For example...

in the end, Bai Xiaoya talked most thoroughly about which way to classify books as quickly as possible, and which mode of transportation can be used to switch between home and Library in the shortest time.

Leng Zetian leans back lazily and listens to her with relish. The boring and plain daily life seems to have a different meaning when it comes out of her mouth. He likes her like this.

If he could, he would listen to it all the time.

"Still - continue?" Bai Xiaoya drinks a mouthful of champagne to relieve her dry throat. She is almost at a loss of words. If she continues to talk about food, she will have to talk about the food in the school canteen, and the dark food such as tomato fried potato chips invented by the chef in the school canteen.

"Go on." He indulged in a kiss on her forehead, encouraged to look at her, not the slightest tired, but more serious.

Bai Xiaoya holds her forehead, looks up at the bright moon, bows her head and abdomen to be a black, thick skinned and cold rogue. Bai Xiaoya feels very seriously that tonight is destined to be an uneasy night.

Well, she'll go on.

His deep ink blue eyes narrowed, the corner of his mouth raised an upward radian, and put her careful thinking into the fundus of his eyes.

This woman is finally enlightened.

He knows what he likes to hear and what he doesn't.

He likes the idea very much.

His heart has never been so firm as tonight. If she wants to get her memory back, he will accompany her to find it. If she doesn't want to find it back, he'll get her heart back!

Just, at the thought of Gong Mo stealing the most important three years between them, Leng Zetian can't help but circulate the dark breath.

At this time, Leng Zetian's phone vibrated, his eyes quickly swept the watch, understand that the time is up.

In ten minutes, Li Yunze will take Mi Xiaoqin upstairs.

"What's the matter?" Bai Xiaoya asked curiously. She could see what he was worried about.

"Woman, from now on, you remember a word." Lengzetian's cold eyes suddenly become very soft, and it seems that people are addicted to it. "I will never let go this time, and I will never let anyone take you away from me again."

People block, kill, God block, kill. Buddha block, kill Buddha.

Word by word, sonorous and powerful, is unquestionable deep and firm.

"It's your half sister who comes to see you tonight. She happens to be in Hong Kong, so after you meet her, we will take her back to Z city with us. Because your stepmother is in Z City, your biological father's whereabouts are unknown for the time being. " Leng Zetian stands up calmly and gracefully, and all his actions are elegant and noble.

He reluctantly released her, seriously looked down at her, "I know you have a lot to ask, so I will stay away, give you enough time to ask you what you want to know."

Bai Xiaoya's heart jumped, and her warm embrace was empty. The cool wind swept her hot cheek, and she felt lost.

"Thank you." She said gratefully.

"Woman, you are not allowed to say these two words to me any more." Leng Zetian picks eyebrows, and his handsome eyebrows look at her jokingly and seriously. "The only way you want to repay me is one way."

Poof - again.

Bai Xiaoya helps the forehead. You don't need to think much to know that he is referring to the way of mutual acceptance.

A few minutes later, the elevator stopped steadily. After the door of the elevator was opened, a young woman in fashionable and sexy came out of it, staggering on high heels.

She was obviously brought by force from a dinner party. She was full of wine and had several ambiguous kisses on her long neck.

"What about Leng Shaoren?" Mi Xiaoqin looks towards the wide garden, and doesn't see the expected man, so she grunts discontentedly, and then comes to Bai Xiaoya with disdain.

"Sister, you are not dead yet." At the beginning, MI Xiaoqin's words are extremely ugly. She is dressed in a cool and clear dress with Dior's latest high cut shoulders, revealing her curvy back, wearing a star shining classic 9088 watch on her wrist and appropriate makeup, just like a carp skipping the Dragon Gate looking at Bai Xiaoya with pity.

"Sure enough, I guessed it. It must be a fake explosion. Mi Xiaoya, do you know? Rich people like to play like this. They just love you, but they don't want to marry you because they are afraid that you will divide his property. Hee hee. "

"I haven't seen you for three years, but you are still so poor." She made no secret of her self-confidence after growing up. Her eyes were full of the beauty of youth. "I've seen a lot of mistresses. It's a shame that you failed so much."Bai Xiaoya was stunned when she heard this, and her face suddenly became stiff, and she wanted to swear. This little star with a powerful face must be her half sister?!

"Don't say I used to look down on you as a younger sister. You look poor. You don't even have a decent accessory." Mi Xiaoqin sits down on the chair lazily. Her pure eyebrows and eyes reveal a kind of skillful style. She takes out a box of lady's cigarettes gracefully from her Gucci bag and puts them on the table. She pulls out one and puts it on her lips to light it.

"..." Bai Xiaoya is speechless again. She does not have any jewelry. The only gem ring she wears around her neck is also robbed by Leng Zetian. But why does she want to hit people so much, first in the nose or in the eyes.

The air is full of the peppermint smell of women's cigarettes, and Mi Xiaoqin's face in her early twenties is full of vicissitudes that do not match her age after the smoke. She took out a slender cigarette and handed it to Bai Xiaoya, "do you want one?"

Bai Xiaoya frowns and shakes her head. She looks at the woman who says the most vicious words to her with delicate and goosebumping emphasis. She is not at ease all over.

"Still so rigid! No wonder lengshao doesn't want to give you a real reputation. " Mi Xiaoqin lies lazily on the sofa. Bai Huahua's long legs curl up on the sofa, smoke and spray on Bai Xiaoya's face. "Come on, you haven't shown up for three years. Why do you call me here tonight? I don't want to be a star in Hong Kong because I know I'm doing well now. "