The bright sky is gradually shrouded in darkness, and today's white house seems to be surrounded by a layer of clouds.

Since Xie Wei was taken to Bai's house, he was put into the utility room by Bai Mohan, and Gong Xiaoyou was also imprisoned in the villa.

The living room.

Bai Mohan is holding a glass of red wine, and the wisp of maroon is reflected in his eyes.

"Hanshao..." Xia Zhi is wearing a sexy floral dress and comes to him with worry.

"What's the matter?" A few words without fluctuation fell, and he raised his head and lightly decorated the red wine in his cup.

"I know you're in a bad mood. Come on, I'll have a drink with you. " Xia Zhi took out an empty glass and poured most of the red wine for herself.

"In a bad mood? Oh, you think too much. " Thin lips light open, white ink cold disdain of picked pick lips.

"Then you Why does one drink muggy wine? "

Why?

He can't tell himself.

I still remember growing up, as long as he wanted, there was nothing he couldn't get, but Gong Xiaoyou

Only Gong Xiaoyou!

He thought that he would see her cry and her pain, but he was disappointed again and again. The light on her never seemed to disappear!

"Little cold?" See him speechless, Xia Zhi tentatively called a.

"It's late. Let's have a rest." White ink cold cold put down the cup in the hand, get up to leave.

Who knows, Xia Zhi's hand trembles, and the red wine in the glass "slaps" all over his pants.

"Well I'm sorry, hanshao. I'll clean it up for you right now. " She anxiously took out a paper towel to wipe his trousers.

"No..." Just about to refuse, white ink cold Yu Guang suddenly noticed a small figure hiding in the second floor.

Oh.

The charming lips outlined a trace of cunning, and he sat back on the sofa.

"I'm really sorry, hanshao..." Xia Zhi's head is crooked, and she wipes his trouser legs carefully.

Thin tissue along his thigh all the way up swept, she bent slightly, good career line at a glance exposed in the white ink cold eyes.

When the light tissue swam to the "middle" position of his pants, Xia Zhi's small face gradually turned red.

Slender hands seemed to sweep him.

White Mo cold narrowed to squint eyes, one grasped her wrist: "are you seducing me?"

"Han, Han Shao, I don't understand what you are saying." Xia Zhi nibbles her lower lip, and her lips are covered with a coquettish smile, which is hard to cover up. This picture looks coquettish.

"Oh I don't like to pretend to be a pure woman. " Thin lips slightly open, his cold face gradually forced on a trace of puzzled smile.

"Hanshao, actually I I like you a long time ago! " At this moment, Xia Zhi put aside all the propriety, righteousness and shame, rushed into his arms.

White ink cold squinted, tone confused said: "Oh? Should you say something about it? "

"What do you mean? I I don't understand... "

"Go away if you don't understand!" Cold as ice of a few words fall, white ink cold facial expressionless push her to one side.

"Cold..." Xia Zhi bit the corner of her lip: "I hate it, Han Shao, you are good or bad!" His feeble fist drooped to his heart.

The next second, she got up and rode on the leg of white ink cold, bent down her head, her lips gently fell on his cold face.