"Huang Qiao, are you crazy? I saved you and saved you from the pain of the vine slapping on your body. You actually repaid your grudges?" Xiang Zichen touched his slap in the cheek, feeling a little angry.
"Xiang Zichen, do you know what you did? Did you find someone? How will she face life in the future?" Although Ding Xun did a lot of bad things, Huang Qiao still did this too much
It's right.
"Faced with life? What about you? If you were hit by a rattan once, do you know that your back will be left with eternal scars? Do you know?" Xiang Zichen shook her shoulder violently and violently
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"Let me go, you devil. If it weren't for your appearance, I wouldn't have lost my family and friends. Now, look at me alone, are you satisfied?" Huang Qiao's eyes roared with tears in her eyes.
Xiang Zichen was stunned at first, then put down his hand and stopped shaking her shoulders. He chuckled softly: "Huang Qiao, you are so hypocritical. You are obviously resentful to Ding Xun, but you always pretend that you have forgiven me.
She, forgive her, do you think you are the Virgin Mary?"
Listening to Xiang Zichen's sarcasm, Huang Qiao had no feeling. She didn't want to talk to this crazy man. His methods were too extreme. The stupid Hua Zhaolong was his masterpiece. The missing An Qing was his masterpiece. He was identified by the police.
Jefferson, a psychologist who committed suicide, is his masterpiece. Now, Ding Xun, who has been killed by others, is still his work.
It is hard for Huang Qiao to believe that such a young man is so cruel, so he is not a gangster, but a gangster.
Xiang Zichen actually just didn't want her to be punished. Unexpectedly, Ding Xun's incident seemed to have a big blow to her. Now that she has saved her, she doesn't appreciate it.
Xiang Zichen raised his foot hard and kicked the crystal coffee table in front of him. The servant was so scared that he didn't even dare to show off his anger. They knew the young master's tyrannical and bloodthirsty temper.
Huang Qiao did not go back to the bedroom, but walked out alone, strolling in Qingya villa, and suddenly felt extremely desolate in her heart...
Do you really have to spend your life in this cage?
Huang Qiao asked herself more than once, but she didn't know the answer. After walking for a long time, she was tired of walking. She turned around and returned to the main building according to the same path and went up to the second floor.
Before I could walk in, I heard the ambiguous sounds coming from inside...
The door was covered with a faint red panties hanging on the door handle, which looked particularly ferocious. Huang Qiao smiled bitterly, and it seemed that he was starting to vent his inner resentment in the woman again.
Just as she turned around and was about to leave, she suddenly heard a ringtone in the bedroom. It was her cell phone... Huang Qiao was hesitating whether to answer, and then she made up her mind to push the door open and walked in generously...
The woman under Xiang Zichen shrank in fear: "Young Master Chen, who is she?"
"Don't worry about her, let's continue." Xiang Zichen glanced at Huang Qiao and showed a smile.
Huang Qiao was about to walk out of the door with her cell phone when she was suddenly called: "Huang Qiao, please help me with the ## in the drawer."