Cheng Hao carried Xiaoyuan to the side of the car with his head covered, regardless of the strange eyes of people along the way.

Like a sack, he threw Xiang Xiaoyuan into the back seat, and then started the car and left here.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was stunned, she didn't know how Cheng Hao would appear there, let alone where Cheng Hao was going to take her.

But through the rearview mirror, she could see Cheng Hao's angry face.

Xiang Xiaoyuan is in a hurry, Xue Cheng is not around, he won't unload himself, right?

The car stopped at the door of the Moon Observatory villa, Cheng Hao pulled out the car to Xiao Yuan, and then regardless of Xiao Yuan's snot and tears, he still carried her into the door and threw her on the floor of the living room.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet there, otherwise Xiaoyuan would have been knocked unconscious.

Xiang Xiaoyuan crawled to the coffee table with his hands and feet, hugged the legs of the coffee table, and trembled with fright.

Cheng Hao saw her virtue, and became even more angry, he slammed his suit jacket on the sofa, then rolled up his arms and sleeves, pointed at Xiaoyuan and roared:

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, have you lived enough? Is that where you should go?"

Xiaoyuan can only cry, the makeup on his face, the flowers are like cats, and the eye shadow and blush are all smeared into a black line.

Cheng Hao walked over, squatted beside her with his arms crossed, and then kept glaring at her.

He suddenly stopped getting angry, but looked at himself with such meaningful eyes, Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly felt creepy, and felt that the temperature around her had dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant, which made her shiver.

Cheng Hao squatted there, but the height difference was not so outrageous than when he was standing on the contrary. As you can imagine, this cargo is all on the legs.

At this moment, the villa is dark, and the living room is still lit with the overhead light, and this atmosphere is indescribably weird.

Xiang Xiaoyuan shrunk his neck, only daring to look at him from the corner of his eye, only to see that his shirt was loose, and the bronze muscles of his chest could be seen from the neckline.

Cheng Hao suddenly smiled at Xiao Yuan, this smile was very gentle.

Every time he smiled at himself like this, Xiang Xiaoyuan would follow him like a little pug.

But now, she would rather he roar at herself and beat herself up than let him smile so "purely" at herself.

"Hehe...... "In desperation, Xiang Xiaoyuan replied to him with a smiling expression, but it was more ugly than crying.

"I'm very happy, isn't it?" Cheng Hao was still smiling, his tone was like coaxing a child.

Xiao Yuan nodded mechanically, then quickly shook his head when he came back to his senses.

Cheng Hao looked at her already confused expression and sneered:

"I thought you'd be sad for a while when your boyfriend left! I didn't expect you to be so happy?

After listening to his words, Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly felt his blood surge, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? You don't know anything, weishenme said this about me?"

Cheng Hao was not polite, grabbed her bare shoulders, dragged her directly to his side, turned over and pressed her against the carpet.

Xiao Yuan's head suddenly went blank, just thinking that he would punish himself, but he didn't notice the ambiguous distance between them at all. Her feet kept kicking until Cheng Hao pressed her legs with his knees, and she couldn't move anymore.

In the dark night, it seems that even the air is viscous.

The thin clothes made Xiao Yuan feel the heat on the man in front of him, and his half-open chest pressed against his frantic and powerful heartbeat, hitting his eardrums.

Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly realized something, "Help...... Kill...... Killed......" Xiao Yuan cried out for help hoarsely, trying to push him away with his hands.

At this time, she was surprised to find that even though she knew martial arts, she still couldn't match a man's strength.

This was the first time she had experienced this feeling, and she suddenly had the illusion of falling into hell.

Cheng Hao's handsome face was in the dim light and shadow, with a bewildering masculine atmosphere. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he looked at the girl struggling in front of him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He could only watch his face approach, and Xiao Yuan seemed to be stagnant even breathing.

He was too close to him, his warm breath was spit on his lips, his forehead couldn't help but be covered with cold sweat, and his voice trembled wildly.

"You let go of me! Let go of me!

Xiang Xiaoyuan cried so much that his throat was hoarse, and he was about to bite his tongue and kill himself.

Cheng Hao saw that Xiao Yuan's eyes began to scatter, and the three souls and seven spirits were really frightened and almost out of their bodies.

Only then did he sneer, let go of his hand and stood up, and said coldly to her: "Respect? Do you still know respect? You don't respect yourself, and you still want to ask others to respect you?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan now has the heart to die, she curled up in the middle like a puppy, and then hugged her arms to make a defensive posture, crying and saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was wrong, I don't dare anymore!"

Seeing her like this, Cheng Hao's heart softened suddenly, he stared at Xiao Yuan and then said sharply:

"Go back upstairs!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan stood up cautiously, and then ran faster than a rabbit.

Cheng Hao finished getting angry, and only then did he feel his mouth dry, he poured a glass of water and drank it while pondering that Xiang Xiaoyuan should have learned a lesson this time.

Seeing that she was crying so badly just now, Cheng Hao suddenly complained a little bit about himself in his heart.

This little girl just scared and scared, she really didn't hold it just now.

The first time he was so close, he could feel the inexplicably familiar aroma of her, and the soft twin peaks under the thin camisole shirt.

The long, straight legs, the immature face with fear and despair, all seduced him.

However, there is a feeling that finally triumphs over desire.

He didn't understand that Weishenme himself would become so weak now. As soon as he saw her tears, he couldn't help but surrender.

I still remember when he was at his most depressed in England, an old couple in Yujian.

The old lady was in a wheelchair because of Alzheimer's, and the older man sat on a park bench, smiling and feeding her ice cream.

Although she no longer recognizes her partner who has walked hand in hand for half a century, experienced the artillery fire of World War II, and has lived and died several times.

After many years, Cheng Hao still remembers that scene very clearly, clearly like looking at the blue sky outdoors through the window.

It was a particularly beautiful day, with the sun shining golden on the dense foliage behind them, and many pigeons roaming leisurely around the benches.

The old man looked at Cheng Hao, who was stunned, and smiled:

"Child, the real aiqing is as the oath says, whether you are rich or poor, healthy or sick, you will never leave you. That's not just what you say to the Lord, it's your own heart. One day you will also meet someone who will be your treasure no matter what she becomes. Your love for her can overcome the instincts of fame, fortune and sex, and that is the most haodeaiqing that the Lord has given you, so that you can accompany you for a lifetime. ”

PS: Hurry up and don't make it to the end of 2013, so let me bring my first greetings in the early morning of 2014.

I hope that my writing will be seen by more people, and I hope that everyone can harvest their own - the most haodeaiqing.