Luo Qing looked at Duanmu Beiyao as if nothing was left. Duanmu Beiyaoyue was angry and unwilling to accept it.

He knew that as a man, why not have a wife? He should not be so troublesome to an unintentional person.

However, if he gave up on her, watched her ride with other men, smiled with other men, and watched her smile at other men, and showed kindness to other men, but was indifferent to him. How could he not be angry? First of all, Chu Yanxiao, but knew that Chu Yanxiao loved Ouyang Lulu, so Duanmu Beiyao was relieved, not only did not treat Chu Yanxiao, but also helped him.

Now, there is another Mo Xunzheng. In fact, he has many opportunities to deal with Mo Xunzheng. However, he is a little embarrassed after all, if he secretly slanders others, otherwise, if there are two Mo Xunzheng, he would have died without understanding.

She can be so protective and thoughtful to Mo Xunzheng, why is she so unintentional to him?

He felt very uncomfortable and had the urge to destroy everything.

Didn’t she want to be free and free, without any worries, and be free? Then he would let her go and run wildly!

Didn’t she treat him as nothing? He just let her avoid it, be unable to bear it, and be unable to ignore it!

Didn’t she love him? He just let her hate him!

Anyway, he must be in her heart, no matter what image he has!

She said she would kill him sooner or later!

She wanted to kill him, but she didn't have him in her heart? Then why should he worry about anything?

If you want to die, let him die on her.

His hand steadily pushed the strange underwear up. The dazzling white light in front of him made Duanmu Beiyao's eyes deep like the water of a faint spring. This was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen in his life, no doubt about it.

He kissed him.

"Oh..." Luo Qingxin exclaimed in shock when he was suddenly attacked.

However, the sound was a very strange and seductive sound like a moan. Even Luo Qingxin almost bit off her tongue.

Could this sound be made by her?

Where he was in his cussing, waves of current spread to all sides, and his wrist veins were controlled. Although his body was sore and numb, at this moment, what was rising was bursts of trembling and softness.

Duanmu Beiyao's right hand was not idle. He held the other side, raised his eyes, looked at Luo Qingxin with complex eyes such as anger, shame, shock, etc., and the two looked at each other, but he was still grabbing and rubbing. Such ambiguity and the feeling that the body could not ignore made Luo Qingxin's head dizzy.

She should have killed him, even if she can't kill him, she will still bite him to death.

But why, although she was angry, ashamed, angry, but she had no idea of ​​killing him?

She had obviously retreated and pulled away, was her heart still lost?

But even so, she couldn't let him do such things to her at such times and places.

Before she could speak, Duanmu Beiyao sucked it gently, then looked at her with the halo-colored look and said, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

In Luo Qingxin's eyes when he was about to kill, Duanmu Beiyao said leisurely: "I will be killed by you after all. I must not mind how I choose to die? I think this way of death is good now!" Then, he steadily bit and gnawed again.

Luo Qingxin almost fainted.

When they were in the capital, the two had not had physical contact, they had kissed and hugged each other, but they did not have the same honest meeting as they are now.
Chapter completed!