Qin Minglang sat there, with a sinister appearance and a low and suppressed disdain.
Like Satan in the dark night, dangerous and deadly, yet full of countless temptations.
Women are intoxicated and men are amazed.
Qin Minglang is born like a net. Everyone who sees it will sink into his net without hesitation.
No matter what, no one will be spared.[
"Mingming, you haven't come to see me for a long time."
A girl, with a red mouth pouting, leaned on Qin Minglang's side and said dissatisfiedly.
"Aren't you looking for it now?" Qin Minglang took a sip of wine and raised his eyebrows with a bit of frivolity.
"Ming Lang, I heard that you went to see Sister Li yesterday, why didn't you just come to me?"
There was an obvious hint of jealousy in the girl's voice.
When Qin Minglang heard these words, his eyes were obviously a bit cold, and he glanced sideways at the girl.
Then, he casually lit a cigarette and took a long puff.
Just now he said calmly: "Do you mind?"
Suddenly, the girl didn't dare to speak anymore.
She clearly felt that Qin Minglang now exuded a viciousness hidden under his romantic appearance.
My eyes turned around slightly on this man. He was a very beautiful man, with a bit of coldness and alienation.
It was clear in his eyes that he couldn't let go of that woman, she was a woman of a romantic nature, but yet, no one could let her go.
"Mingming, of course I won't mind, that's Sister Li
Qin Minglang smiled softly, stretched out his hand, flicked out the cigarette butt, then pinched the girl's chin tightly, and took the girl over with his other hand.
With a faint smell of tobacco, he said slowly: "Never again, I don't want anyone to show any desire to dominate in front of me, especially if they break my taboo."
Everyone in the circle knows about the so-called taboo, and Qin Minglang has nothing to say about Li Xuanyuan.
If that woman thinks that she becomes Qin Minglang's woman, she can be compared with Li Xuanyuan.