Andy's eyes were deep, and a subconscious glance at the bedroom, sneered: "Leng Haoxuan, are you sure?"
"..."
"After tonight, you and her are really over."
Leng Haoxuan's Junyan was cold: "Take care of her, otherwise, I will not let you go!"
Andy narrowed his eyes and whispered: "You'd better really regret it!"
The words were over, and his manded heavily passed the Leng Haoxuan into the bedroom.
Behind it, there was a closure of the door.
Leng Haoxuan's body was stiff, coughing lowly, his face was a little pale, his hands clenched his fists involuntarily, and his palms were moist.
His frowns were tight, and he seemed to be forcibly suppressed his emotions.
The long corridor reflects a fascinating light.
Leng Haoxuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes became more blurred.
The heavy steps look a little embarrassed.
Once he left from here, he and Xia Zhenai were really strangers.
Outside the villa.
Qi Huan was waiting outside the door long ago, and saw Leng Haoxuan's loss of soul out of the villa. He was deeply deeply surprised.
He immediately stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master, you are really sure to leave tonight?"
"Back to China!"
Qi Huan stunned slightly, groaned for a while, or reminded him with a hard scalp: "Master, this time, do you really leave a little grandma away?"
Qi Huan is Leng Haoxuan's personal assistant for so many years, and naturally knows the mind of the master.
The reason why he said this is naturally that Leng Haoxuan has given birth to such a decision, which is a painful decision for him.
Coupled with the current situation of the young master, Qi Huan still hopes that the young grandmother can accompany him all the time.
Leng Haoxuan narrowed his eyes, a terrible face with a terrible face, and the bloody lips was very gorgeous. He stared at Qi Huan coldly and warned: "My words, you are in your ears!"
Qi Huan dare not dare to come out.
Leng Haoxuan wiped his lips with a handkerchief, and strode the meteor to leave.
This time, he didn't bring any comments.
I got in the car without returning.
Mowing
Mowing
Xia Zhenai slept in the middle of the night, and always felt that the most important thing in her life had quietly passed, and she was so panicked.
Nightmare keeps.
Wake up sharply, the sky is already bright.
Xia Zhenai sat up from the bed | and looked around in this strange room. She couldn't help but feel suspicious. When did she come here?
Just then, the bedroom door was knocked.
There was also a respectful voice of the maid outside the door: "Grandma, have you woke up?
Xia Zhenai frowned, Grandma?
She is married ?!
Knock the door and continue.
Xia Zhen Ai immediately returned to his heart, and responded slightly.
The servant pushed the dining car and opened the door and stepped in. He bowed slightly at Xia Zhenai and said respectfully: "Grandma, breakfast is ready, please dine."
Xia Zhenai stared at her unknown, "Where is this? Who asked you to send breakfast?"
"Here is the British." The servant responded: "Of course the breakfast was sent by the young master!"
"Master?"
"Yeah, don't you remember grandma?"
Xia Zhenai didn't remember. It was her memory more than three years ago, but she vaguely remembered yesterday that she dreamed of a handsome man in a dream yesterday.
However, the facial features can't remember very clearly.
Seems to have a love dream ...
Thinking of this, Xia Zhenai's cheek couldn't help flouring ...
Is that person the young master in the population?