Chapter 1190 (1/2)

Zhang Xingyun looked back at Ling Xiaoya, with some sadness on her face, ”do you really care if I am a mask man?”

Looking at the expression on his face, Ling Xiaoya rushed up and hugged Zhang Xingyun. ”I don't care. Who are you? I don't care. I won't do this again. Shall we go home?”

Hearing this, Zhang Xingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, ”OK, let's go home...”

the two people hugged each other in the street as if there were no one else. They didn't care about the bloody drivers who scolded them.

This time, Zhang Xingyun enjoyed the acme of her life for a while. As the most beautiful female president in the British city, she waited on herself at home. It was so cool that she didn't want it.

The most important thing is, after this incident, I will not be questioned by her again in a short time, but I can't hide it next time.

Zhang Xingyun lies on Ling Xiaoya's thigh. The soft feeling makes him feel as if he is on the top of his life.

If only we could be as comfortable and comfortable as we are now. Before Zhang Xingyun sighed, suddenly a strong evil breath swept over, and Zhang Xingyun's eyes suddenly opened.

”My wife, I've been running all day today. I'll have a rest first.” Zhang Xingyun said in lingxiaoya's forehead kiss, then returned to the room.

Ling Xiaoya's small face red, looking at Zhang Xingyun's back, silly smile, sure enough, the IQ of women in love is negative.

In fact, whether Zhang Xingyun is a masked man is really obvious, but Ling Xiaoya is unwilling to believe it, so she missed the truth.

After Zhang Xingyun turned around, her face became very ugly.

After entering the room, after seeing the figure sitting on his bed, he turned and locked the door.

”What happened this time?” Zhang Xingyun looks at Mai Na on the bed.

”It's sin...” Mina's face was gloomy.