Chapter 3: The Demon Du Xiaonan
Xie Ruoqiao reached out and grabbed it.
Du Xiaonan was stunned, probably didn't expect her to pounce suddenly, and the strength was surprisingly great, he narrowly missed his footing, staggered back, and was still slammed back by her on the background wall.
He snorted, the milk cup in his right hand was shaken by this action, all spilled, dripping on his fingers and sleeves, he has always loved to be clean, and he can't bear the stains of these liquids the most, but at this moment, he doesn't care about those, his left hand subconsciously stretched out, and held Xie Ruoqiao's waist, afraid that she would fall.
Xie Ruoqiao reached out and took out the dirty handkerchief from his pocket.
She was full of disgust, but she had to crumple it and receive it into her own hands.
She straightened up and straightened the hem of her skirt.
Raising his eyes again, the man leaned against the printed wall, the face that was too beautiful was more delicate than the printed on the wall, he seemed to be hit a little painfully, his thin eyes were slightly closed, and his slender eyebrows were furrowed fiercely, obviously with a very painful look, but he did it, but it outlined a fatal sexiness.
Xie Ruoqiao scolded in a low voice, demon!
As if sensing her gaze, he lifted his eyelids, his deep eyes gripping her tightly like a cold pool, and then, as motionless, stared.
Xie Ruoqiao pouted, "Look at what, I have accepted this veil, and I am not allowed to touch Yang Guan." ”
He moved his lips and laughed lowly, a sexy and suppressed mockery escaped from his throat, he glanced to the right at his sleeve, then at his hand, and then at the ground, and said very gentlemanly, "Don't count the robbery, Yang Guan's life, you can't save it." ”
Xie Ruoqiao was annoyed, raised his hand and smashed the handkerchief in his face, then raised his foot and kicked him the leg, "If you don't have a ghost in your heart, don't touch him." ”
The man chuckled, "This kind of agitation method is useless to me, I just have a ghost in my heart, what can you do with me?"
In a word, it is an understatement, low-key and cold, but insolent and insolent.
Xie Ruoqiao really wanted to slap his invincible face, but for the sake of Yang Guan, she still endured the rudeness, and said negotiably, "I'll take the veil, don't move Yang Guan." ”
"It's late. ”
She came to the fire all of a sudden, "Okay, you are ruthless, let's see!"
She turned and walked away.
Du Xiaonan looked at the mess around him, and kindly reminded, "Before Aunt Wang comes down, you'd better clean up, wash the handkerchief and clothes for me, if you don't wash it, I'll press you here, I don't care, I'm bumped into by Aunt Wang or bumped into by the chairman, I have a way to put the responsibility on your head, do you think in this Xie Mansion, is it you, the second lady with the surname Xie, who entertains you, or me, an outsider, huh?"
Xie Ruoqiao gritted his teeth, suddenly turned around, and glared at him angrily, "Du Xiaonan, you're a dog!
Du Xiaonan's face slowly became gloomy, his thin peach blossom eyes were cold to the bone, he stared at her, staring at her for a long time like death, and finally, his lips curled, like open flower bones, with a cannibalistic arc, stretching layer by layer, bewitching and deadly, "It's really not as good as a dog." ”
Xie Ruoqiao's heart fluctuated.
Du Xiaonan stood up straight, took off the neatly buttoned shirt in front of her, picked up the handkerchief again, and stuffed it into her arms together.
He was naked, like a dog, holding a face that had brought disaster to the country and the people of the century, raised his long clean and jade fingers, clasped her chin, and suddenly bit her cherry-like little mouth.
The delicate and sweet taste, as he imagined, he lowered his eyebrows, and smiled indifferently but gloomily, "I, a dog that specializes in biting people, likes to bite its owner the most, you be careful." ”