This feeling made her a little confused.
Like a soft feather, light and gentle, with a clean breath, it enveloped her overwhelmingly.
Jiang Heng tilted his face slightly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, condescending, and the backlit pupils were deep, like a frozen bottomless pond.
But in that extremely dark color, the beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, rippling like spring water, looking alluring for no reason.
He lowered his eyes.
Under the snow-white collar, above the wind discipline button, the arc of Adam's apple bewitches and rolls slightly.
He called her again in a low voice: "Xia Xia."
He seemed to like calling it that way, and after repeating it, he whispered again: "Xia Xia."
The voice is pleasant, and the cold eyes are also bent.
Yun Xia couldn't help but froze.
—Jiang Heng rarely smiles.
He has always been indifferent, cold and calm, with a rigorous and steady temperament. He is always a good student who is always serious in others' mouths.
Although sometimes, she felt that this person was a little careless, lazy and ruffian in his bones.
But he does rarely smile.
The look of bending her eyes is beautiful and seductive. The Demon King was slightly stunned.
She was pressed against the wall behind her in a daze, and wanted to pull her hand back to touch her slightly hot face.
But the hand is held by the other party.
Interlocking fingers. His fingertips were white, and he slowly spun along her knuckles, slowly.
The little devil said blankly: "You..."
She didn't say a word, but heard the door lock turning not far away, making a slight sound.
—Someone is back.
She looked in the direction of the door, then struggled to get out of the boy's arms.
The other party did not intend to let go, the curvature of the thin lips was not obvious, the tone contained a slight smile, and the voice was melodious and low, casually asked: "What are you afraid of?"
Yun Xia stopped her movements, raised her small face, and said in a little doubt, "Afraid? I'm not afraid, but..."
This time she didn't finish speaking, the door was fully opened, and Mica walked in.
In the next second, he froze in place.
Only a pair of beautiful silhouettes overlapped.
The slender boy pushed the girl against the wall and turned his face slightly.
On the delicate and fair face, the expression was cold and cold, and the eyes were like a deep black pool, filled with clear and broken light, messy and diffuse.
This scene is beautiful to the extreme.
But also shocking to the extreme.
When Mica saw them, her body reacted one step ahead of her brain, subconsciously exited the door, and closed the door by the way, "Go on, go on..."
When did your daughter abduct Jiang Heng back? !
She said that she wanted someone to be her son, but she said it casually in a hurry.
In the end, he was abducted back home to be his son-in-law? !
Mica stared in a daze.
inside the house.
Yun Xia blinked her eyes, trying to get up from the wall with her hands free.
The slender body in front of her pressed down, and her fingertips rubbed her fingers casually. The man lowered his eyes, and Yun Xia could clearly see the silhouette of his slender eyelashes. His voice was a little low, unhurried.
"She told us to continue."
Before Yun Xia could react to this sentence, she leaned over coldly, her bright red lips pressed against her breath, and touched the girl's white and tender side face.
Gently rub down.
Yun Mu walked back and forth outside the door for a while, only to hear the door open, and a tall, white figure walked out, leading a petite and slender girl behind her.
"Auntie." The man nodded coldly and politely.
Yun Xia covered her lips, and secretly glanced at the slender boy.
When Jiang Heng's expression was polite, he couldn't see any ruffian traits at all, only aloof and rigorous, and his every move was elegant and dignified.
Mica look at this look at that:
"you… "
(end of this chapter)