Chapter 43 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (43)

Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at him, "This man is so boring." Her eyes clearly expressed this message.

Huo Huaishao's face darkened: "Anyway, no matter what you think, I will take you with you today!"

He was about to forcefully drag the person into the car, but Zuo Shao, who turned back, had a look in his eyes. That was not it. The calmness and reason in his mind suddenly exploded.

"Stop!" He ran towards her, and at the same time, the cell phone hidden in his pocket made a call, "Huo Huaishao, if you want revenge, come at us, what's the point of touching a woman!"

Huo Huaishao saw that it was Zuo Jiling, Sheng Jiaoyang's boyfriend. This was great. He sneered and simply raised his gun and pointed it at her temple: "Is Sheng Jiaoyang an ordinary woman? She is Mr. Sheng

The apple of his eye is the future mistress of the Zuo family!

What can you get me by kidnapping Sheng Jiaoyang?"

"You dare!" Zuo Jiling's eyes were red, but he could not act rashly.

"Don't come here, your fiancée's life is in my hands, if you don't want her to die."

Huo Huaishao shook the gun in his hand and reminded him of the current situation. His voice was dark and hoarse, "But I heard that the relationship between you is actually not harmonious, isn't it? If you want to be free, you can borrow my gun now.

After I get rid of Sheng Jiaoyang, there will be no marriage contract that can bind my life from now on. Young Master Zuo, do you want to think about it?"

Zuo Jiling was frightened by his action. In the past, he would never care about Sheng Jiaoyang's life and death. Not stepping on her when she was in danger was his greatest mercy.

But now, he couldn't imagine whether he would go crazy if he watched the bullet go through Jiaoyang's head. "Don't move. I will do whatever you want."

Huo Huaishao's face stiffened. It seemed that Zuo Jiling had indeed fallen in love with Sheng Jiaoyang. It was obviously a situation that was beneficial to him, but he couldn't be happy at all now: Sure enough, he couldn't get a woman, instead of watching her for the rest of his life.

Having sex with other men is better than ruining it.

In front of Zuo Jiling, he lifted up the long hair that was scattered behind her back, covering her neck, and stroked it bit by bit, caressing it ambiguously and teasingly.

Jiaoyang glanced at him sideways. The man's mouth was curled up, full of malice.

"What are you doing?" Ling's eyes widened instantly.

"Beauty has always been a curse since ancient times. I'm just curious. What is so special about Miss Shanda that makes Mr. Zuo, who has been surrounded by thousands of flowers, fall in love with her?"

Huo Huaishao and Zuo Jiling were talking, but his eyes were looking at Jiaoyang. Every time his hand touched her body, he closely watched the changes in the expression on her face, and even felt a morbid pleasure in his heart.

But Jiaoyang just raised her eyebrows and stared at him with a half-smile, showing no emotion at all.

So Huo Huaishao, who was angry, started to get more serious, and even pulled open her standing collar, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade. His eyes greedily explored downwards, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

"I wonder if Mr. Zuo has ever touched this place before?"

"Don't touch her." Zuo Jiling's eyes became dim, and his fists clenched unconsciously. He was using all his strength to tighten the last string called reason.

If Huo Huaishao would listen to him, he wouldn't call him Huo Huaishao. He continued to look down, and suddenly his eyes stopped.

A red mark appeared above her collarbone.
Chapter completed!