Wushuang squinted his eyes, glanced out the window, turned his head, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly and rationally: "Since you are here, why not come in?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the curtains flew up, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Xinglie's figure appeared in front of her, his face was cold. The cool night, coupled with the cold air all over his body, made it a bit cold.
Seeing this, Wushuang couldn't help but curl his lips. A monster is a monster, and even a suit of black clothes can't hide his outstanding and heroic appearance.
He is born with the aura of a king who dominates the world, with sharp edges and corners, and sharp and deep eyes, which makes him feel oppressive!
"We don't seem to owe each other any more." After a while, Wu Shuang frowned when Feng Xinglie remained silent. He unexpectedly came to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Feng Xinglie's eyes sank and he said coldly: "We don't owe each other? That's not necessarily the case."
Not necessarily? Wushuang's frown deepened. That day, he saved her once, and she also saved him once. Doesn't this count as even?
"The kindness you owe has not been repaid yet." Seeing Wushuang's confusion, Feng Xinglie spoke again, a hint of calculation flashed across the corner of his cold mouth.
Not yet? Fart, it was clearly a draw that day, but now this man is asking her for favors again?
"We were each saved by the other once." Wu Shuang stared at Feng Xinglie, not sure what trick he was playing in his mind.
"Rescue?" Feng Xinglie raised his eyebrows, "If you hadn't suddenly appeared that day, those people wouldn't be alive today. I think that you ruined my plan by rescuing them."
When he met Feng Xinglie's evil eyes, Wushuang was surprised. She had obviously saved him that day, but now he was speaking openly and openly. Could it be that he still wanted to beat her up? To settle the score with her?
I have to say, this Feng Xinglie... is such a scoundrel! He is obviously plotting against her!
Wushuang was extremely contemptuous. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. This man was not only evil, but also cunning like a fox. Now, even if she said something, he would refute her and leave her speechless!
"What do you want?" Wushuang was not going to refute, and looked at him sideways, wondering if he could still kill her!
"Your life belongs to me," Feng Xinglie said matter-of-factly, with his hands behind his back.
"My life will not be..."
Wushuang felt annoyed and opened her mouth to retort, but she met Feng Xinglie's eyes as he looked at her. Those eyes exuded an element of absolute danger. They were cold, really too cold. They were even more dangerous than she was in her previous life.
Halfway through her retort, Wushuang fell silent. Such a familiar look in her eyes made her feel a little familiar. Is it an illusion?
Her curiosity about this man aroused even more confusion.
Collection~~
This chapter has been completed!