Chapter 722: You Seem to Like Me Like Me (3)
In the dim light, the man outside the door was wearing a light gray suit, silver-white hair, skin as crystal as jade, and a light smile on the corner of his lips. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Although he was wearing sunglasses, Leng Xiaoye could still tell at a glance that this man was Sikong Yueming.
He didn't even die?!
"I really didn't expect you to be alive!"
Sikong Yue raised the corners of her lips, "I didn't expect that we would meet so soon." ”
After the initial surprise, Leng Ono's face was already full of coldness.
"Where's the Grand Duchess?"
There was another shoe of the female archduke on his coffee table, and Leng Ono immediately identified it.
All this is a trap for the moon and the moon.
No wonder they were put on the princess, it turned out to be him!
Archduchess?
A look of astonishment flashed in Sikong Yueming's pink eyes, but soon, he guessed probly—guessed why Leng Xiaoye and Huangfu Yaoyang came.
No wonder, Jack said something "a lot of trouble".
If he was not mistaken, the shoe should have been that of the Grand Duke.
Sikong Yue shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know where she is. ”
"Humph!" Leng Xiaoye squeezed out a cold snort from his nose, "Her shoes are on your coffee table, but you say you don't know where she is?" ”
"Okay." Sikong Yue raised the corners of her lips indifferently, "Since you think so, then...... Put down your guns if you don't want her dead! ”
In the living room, there was a knock on the door.
Leng Xiaoye clenched the gun in his hand, "Sikong Yueming, I will definitely kill you with my own hands." ”
Sikong Yueming chuckled, "Leng Xiaoye, I remember I said to you, 'If you can do it, I'm always welcome!'" ’”
"Okay!" Leng Xiaoye quickly glanced around, then took a step forward and put the gun to his eyebrows, "You think, I don't dare to kill you?!" ”
"No, I never thought so." Sikong Yueming's gun was also pressed against her eyebrows, "I've been thinking that if I have to die, it would be good if I died in your hands." ”
Leng Xiaoye narrowed his eyes slightly, reached over and hooked his sunglasses, reached out to take off his glasses, and held them in his hands.
Then, she took another small step forward, her inky eyes staring into his eyes less than a foot away.
"Sikong Yueming, it seems that you like me very much?"
Sikong Yueming was slightly stunned, and then chuckled, "It seems to be ...... It's a little bit. ”
Leng Ono closed his fingers and held his sunglasses, "Actually, I ...... Think you're ......."
With that, she suddenly raised her hand and pressed it against the wall next to his head.
No, to be sure, it's a switch on the wall.
There was a snap and the lights came on.
The whole room suddenly became a snowy light.
Sikong Yueming's eyes were obviously not suitable for such light, and instinctively narrowed his eyes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Xiaoye suddenly stretched out his palm, grabbed his wrist holding the gun, and slammed it against the wall.
With a snap, the gun in Sikong Yueming's hand fell to the floor.
Leng Ono pressed his cross arm against his throat and pressed him against the wall, the muzzle of the gun still aimed at his eyebrows.
"Let me ask you again, where is the Grand Duchess?"
Sikong Yueming laughed out loud, "Leng Xiaoye, you are still the first woman who can catch me." ”
"Answer my question!" Leng Ono shouted angrily.
Sikong Yueming squinted her pink eyes and looked at her face, "I don't know where she is, I already said it just now." ”
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