An Mingji finally raised his head, he took off his glasses and he was a bewitching beautiful man, and the moment he looked at him with amorous peach blossom eyes, he gave people an affectionate illusion.

It's like someone who is watched by him, who is deeply loved by him.

His handsome and almost bewitching face was revealed, and it was really a demonic style, confusing all beings.

An Mingji is very self-contained, and said lightly: "Remember, remember deeply, never forget." ”

Yang Miaomiao, who was originally angry, was amazed by his head-up.

But the other party's words made her very powerless.

She couldn't see An Mingji so calm, she wanted to tear up the other party's mask, she wanted to see him angry, she wanted to see him panic.

I don't know what I remembered, the corners of her lips hooked up a malicious smile: "Is the stolen thing delicious? Is the food stolen fragrant? Being beaten to the ground without the power to fight back, does it make you more memorable?"

Even if you look well-dressed now, it will be difficult to change the cruelty and disgusting nature of you-"

Yang Miaomiao's posture is rampant and high, just like the elegant and noble young man in front of her, to her like an ant.

She had already inquired about the background of Gu Jin and An Mingji, and knew that they were both born with mud legs.

That's why she underestimated them.

But none of what she said made An Mingji feel a little emotionally disturbing.

The other party continued to wipe his glasses, and after wiping them clean, he casually threw the handkerchief on the wooden arsenal box beside him, and put the glasses on slowly and methodically.

A pair of amorous and intoxicating peach blossom eyes stared at Yang Miaomiao quietly.

Wearing glasses, he is even more elegant, full of warm temperament, and his handsome and almost bewitching face gradually reveals a smile.

The corners of his lips curled up with a marked arc: "Are you finished?"

Faced with such An Mingji, Yang Miaomiao suddenly had some fear. Free Chinese

But she didn't want to admit defeat, she raised her arrogant chin and said with malice: "An Mingji, just admit it, you are a disgusting person, just a brute!

Does Gu Jin know that you like her? She knows that after saving you a few years ago, she was raised as a younger brother, but she had such disgusting thoughts about her-"?

The last word, Yang Miaomiao didn't have a chance to say it.

Her neck was choked.

If the words she said before were painless and itchless for An Mingji, she mentioned his taboos and mentioned the people he cared about the most.

The thing mentioned happened to be the most disturbing fact in An Mingji's heart.

He couldn't let Yang Miaomiao go, and continued to poke his restless and restless heart.

I couldn't bear it either, and said Ah Jin's name from the other party's mouth.

Ah Jin is his, can only be his.

Even if she can't get her, she won't belong to other men.

Yang Miaomiao was choked by the neck, and she waved her hands to break free.

An Mingji waved his other hand lightly, and the other party's body couldn't move for an instant.

"Ho-ho-ho-"

Yang Miaomiao let out a difficult voice, wanting to say something.

An Mingji's hands pinched her neck, but they never let go.

His eyes as deep as ink stared at Yang Miaomiao coldly, his cool eyes were glowing with a cold three-foot coldness, and his handsome and demonic face showed a terrifying look of gloom.

In Yang Miaomiao's fright, he slowly approached the other party's ear, and said in a cold voice: "Yang Miaomiao, remember that the person who killed you was An Mingji, if you dare to find the wrong person, whether it is the Netherworld or the eighteenth layer of hell, I will tear you apart!"

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