In a common saying, it is absolutely possible to eat by face.

Different from Rino's beauty, Huo Qingyang's masculine breath sometimes brings out a stream of sinister and sinister things, just like the ancient painting he used to deal with in the private room - ruthless, unreasonable!

More than 80 million ancient paintings, and one is unlikely to be caught on the spot. Although destroying evidence is the most thorough way, it is also the most risky way! After all, it's a hundred year old antique. It's a bit flawed at most, that is, it's worth a little discount. When it comes to the point where a fire is needed to be destroyed, he just does it. He would rather make a fool of himself!

For her, how to also have to weigh, and his approach, is absolutely the next strategy!

But the reason why he did this is because of her factor. Feng Jingyi's heart can't help but raise a warm feeling. More or less, the color of her eyes brings out some points, which is more sincere.

Frowning slightly, Huo Qingyang's heart suddenly seemed to be hit hard by what: "like me?"

The words of doubt are also affirmative tone. Once again, Feng Jingyi's cheek flushed a little: "MMM"

can he not ask so directly? It makes him feel fulfilled to refuse her, doesn't it?

"Want to be my woman?"

Come again!

It seems that there are tens of thousands of ants crawling in her heart. Feng Jingyi despises him severely. She is puckering her lips to ask when he is going to ask. Suddenly, there is a pull force between her wrists. She stumbles. She is carried into Huo Qingyang's arms. She falls on his leg and is held firmly by him in an instant:

"Er?"

What? She doesn't really have this idea now!

Thinking about whether to shake her head or nod her head, Feng Jingyi struggles instinctively. She wants to get down from his leg, but she is clasped by a warm big palm, and then the hot breath comes to her face. Her beautiful face instantly fills the whole pupil:

"do you know what to do and what kind of cost to be my girl?"

"Ah?"

Quickly lifting eyes, Feng Jingyi was asked a trace of interest: "it's not the kind of dead people, right?"

Isn't it just a relationship? How can it be so serious? It's like he's a monster!

It seems that if there is no ground, Huo Qingyang cold duck lips in her full of water between the lips of the light point, streamed a trace of ruthless cold: "maybe life is not like death!"

The distance between the two was widened by removing the head. Huo Qingyang's dangerous eyes narrowed: "there is no name! No light! No romance! There will be no promise! No special treatment, will be abandoned at any time, in addition to money, nothing will get! "

The handsome face is carved with cold and hard lines. Huo Qingyang just says that his woman is used to vent her instinct! He can't give a woman anything but money, and the most important thing for her is money!

No matter how stupid Feng Jingyi is, she will not be unable to hear the deep meaning of his words. For the first time, she really felt his ruthlessness and inferiority as a man. It turns out that those rumors are not shadow catchers:

he only wants lovers, not girlfriends! He only plays games, not emotions! Once a woman has delusions about him, she will not be far away from being abandoned! So, even the heaven star of his base camp only knows that there are women in Jiuye, but it doesn't know who it is! It's said that even if it's really a lover, it's been there.

One night husband and wife return hundred day grace, he can be really heartless!

"Do you still like me and want to be my woman?"

The chilly warning brushed in his ear. Suddenly, Feng Jingyi shuddered, but his provocation aroused the challenge: "I don't believe your heart is made of ice iron!"

He dotes on his sister. When he is down, he can cut off his finger for her. How can such a heart be cold and warm? She doesn't believe it!

She still doesn't give up, does she?

The root of the tooth bit, Huo Qingyang was shocked by the firmness at the bottom of her eyes: "Jingyi, I'm not a good person! If you are not Yiting's sister and Yimo's lover, I won't look at you more! That is to say, a little girl like you who doesn't have a long hair will dream of having a dream about my heart "

clasp her chin. The strength of Huo Qingyang's staff is tight, but the sarcastic tone vibrates some strange things:" I won't make an exception for you! Even if you are different! You have to follow my rules to be around me. Do you know what that means? "

Originally, they were not used to the intimate gesture of the two, but Huo Qingyang repeatedly gently warned that when she was rejected again and again before, Feng Jingyi was annoyed:

Why didn't these people take her words seriously? Just because she is the daughter of the family, will she be treated differently? Is this not a kind of prejudice and paranoia?

In his temper, the idea that he had already fallen asleep or even dissipated suddenly gathered into a fire, shouting as if he wanted to explode in his heart. He clasped Huo Qingyang's neck with his back hand and stood on tiptoe. Feng Jingyi suddenly kissed him heavily on the lips:

"now, I am Haige!"

She is not a child who is not familiar with the world. Of course, she can bear any decision! Her cartoon is not for the monk to see. She hasn't eaten pork and hasn't seen pig run?

She doesn't believe it. He has a heart of stone, not to mention his heart is warm!

His once infatuation and palpitation suddenly surged up like a tide, beating his chest eagerly. For a moment, it seemed to rush out of his chest. Suddenly, his breath was a little short, and his body began to be soft. Unconsciously, his strength was clenched a little bit:

how can I forget that she has an old problem of palpitation! Although the disease is not frequent, I don't know if it will happen tomorrow!

With her eyes closed, Feng Jingyi strengthened her belief: why not cherish the present? If you have never loved, you will become a ghost. You must die in peace! No matter whether there is tomorrow or not, love first!

I don't know that part of Feng Jingyi's reaction was due to his body, but the subtle change deeply shocked Huo Qingyang ' Weak but so powerful, the general heart of the mountain still has a little flutter like there is a mark of being pried, a little bit of crack.

Facing the bright and bewildered purple pupil, Huo Qingyang can't help but clasp the small head, and the more hot and devouring kiss rolls down, sucks on the bright red lips, and arouses the romantic flower rain -