Chapter 37.2 (2/2)

Cool small Yu smell speech, forehead green tendon a jump, the corner of the mouth smoked: ”which is not afraid of death dare to bully you.”

”Hum.” Xin Ze Zhao cold hum a, slowly from cool small Yu body down, ”at night over my home to sleep.”

When Xin Zezhao was together, Liang Xiaoyu felt that the pressure of his chest had disappeared, and his whole breath was smooth. He was just about to stretch out comfortably. As soon as he heard Xin Zezhao's words, he stopped abruptly.

”No.” Seeing that Xin Zezhao's mood has been calmed, Liang Xiaoyu's courage has gradually grown up, and he refuses without thinking about it.

”Let's finish here.” When Xin Zezhao heard her refusal, he was not angry. On the contrary, he was holding a bad smile, and his eyes were shining like a wolf.

Liang Xiaoyu was so scared that he quickly took the quilt to cover himself. His tone was soft and he also brought some pleadings: ”don't make any noise...”

”Who's making trouble with you?” Xin Zezhao's eyes were dark, and her hand with clear bones patted Liang Xiaoyu's long, clean and white thigh, ”I just want to let everyone know that you are my Xin Zezhao's woman.”

A burst of shame and joy once again climbed onto Liang Xiaoyu's face, making it more tender after being moistened, and exuding the charm of exclusive women, adding a few amorous feelings.

In the cool air, I felt restless again.

Liang Xiaoyu soft voice, with a sense of shame weakly said: ”can you change the way?”

Looking at Liang Xiaoyu, who is ashamed of himself, Xin Zezhao is satisfied. He can't help but thin lips, and his eyes are shining happily.

In the elegant box.

The man in a plain suit sits quietly in his seat, gently holding the goblet with red liquid in front of him in one hand, shaking slightly, and rippling in the goblet in an instant, just like his slightly restless heart lake at this time.

After a while, there was a little noise outside the box, which made him look bright. He excitedly put down the cup in his hand, habitually pushed the gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then nervously wiped the moustache hanging below.