The sun shines in through the blinds and shines on Fang Ming's body. His wheat-colored skin shines with a healthy luster.
Less than a week after returning from Japan, Jin Huang’s family’s phone number was almost buzzing.
This trip to Japan was beyond many people’s expectations.
When the old man of the Li family in Yanjing heard that the three of them had escaped alive, he said meaningfully: "The younger generation is to be feared."
The Chen family in Xihai mobilized a large amount of funds and planned to take advantage of the chaos to attack the Jinhuang Group. After hearing that Fang Ming had returned safely, they also gave up this plan - the battle between wealthy families is not about the gains and losses of one city or one place.
The general trend and the people's hearts. The so-called tiger may be thin, but its majesty is still there. Only with blood and killing can it better deter the enemy.
"Whoa!" Fang Ming opened the blinds and a red figure broke in.
"Little Demon Sister?" Fang Ming quickly grabbed the clothes on the bed.
Zhu Xiaoyao is always like this, surprising you unexpectedly.
"Is Brother Qiang here?" Zhu Xiaoyao pursed his lips.
Fang Ming smiled and Zhiqu walked out.
Since returning to Fang's house, Fang Wenqiang deliberately slept next door to Fang Ming to ensure his safety.
Zhu Xiaoyao rushed in like a whirlwind. Just as Fang Wenqiang was about to stand up, Zhu Xiaoyao suddenly hugged him and pressed his hot lips to him.
"This---?" Of course, Zhu Xiaoyao's actions couldn't be hidden from Fang Ming, who was at the top of the Tiger List. Maybe she didn't want to hide it at all.
There is such a woman in this world, as cold as ice but as passionate as fire.
All along, the person in Zhu Xiaoyao's heart has been Fang Wenqiang.
Due to his identity and Shen Bijun's family background, Zhu Xiaoyao chose to endure.
But after returning from Japan, Zhu Xiaoyao had completely figured it out, and she decided to do whatever it took - the fiery red lips were irresistible, but Fang Wenqiang still broke away from Zhu Xiaoyao's wolf kiss, his eyes flashing calmly.
of light.
His eyes were very calm, like a cold weapon flashing in the dark night, exuding firm rejection.
Zhu Xiaoyao flipped her hair, her eyes were weak and even a little helpless, like a helpless little girl.
"Little demon, why?"
"Why?" Zhu Xiaoyao was stunned, then laughed.
Leaning back, with his mouth wide open, Zhu Xiaoyao smiled exaggeratedly and unscrupulously.
One step, two steps, Zhu Xiaoyao slowly approached again, with a proud and stubborn look on her upturned lips: "Brother Qiang, I like you--"
"I know." Fang Wenqiang took out a cigarette and lit it. The smoke enveloped him, as if he was escaping from something.
"Huh!" Zhu Xiaoyao blew away the smoke in one breath, and her arm was like a snake wandering around, stopping on Fang Wenqiang's shoulder.
"Little demon, what is past is past---"
"No, I can't get through it!" Zhu Xiaoyao had tears in his eyes.
The tears of an iron-blooded woman are more shocking than the tears of 10,000 weak women, let alone a special soldier like Zhu Xiaoyao who stood up from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
There is absolutely no person in the world who is so strong that he is immune to any harm. If there is, it is just a god sitting high in the clouds.
If Eve is Adam's rib, then Fang Wenqiang is definitely Zhu Xiaoyao's rib, the most vulnerable rib.
Tears finally flowed down my cheeks, first from the stream and then from the ocean.
"Xiaoyao, you know, I---" Fang Wenqiang did not expect that Zhu Xiaoyao would cry whenever he wanted. He was at a loss and could only let Zhu Xiaoyao hug his shoulders and cry bitterly.
"Little demon, so many years have passed---"
"Yes!" Zhu Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with tears. Behind the twinkling tears was the stubbornness in his bones: "But I figured it out!"
"I figured it out! The moment the steel knife stabbed you, I suddenly figured it out. I'm not even afraid of death, so what else should I be afraid of? Some people will be separated from each other if they miss it, and I don't want to make the same mistake again and again."
Instead of displaying on the cliff for thousands of years, it is better to cry on the shoulder of your lover for one night!
Possession is the most real thing. If you can't even strive for your own happiness, then what's the point of courage?
The moment the steel knife stabbed Fang Wenqiang, Zhu Xiaoyao's heart felt the pain of being torn apart. During the few nights she returned to Nandu City, she often echoed the fatal and tragic light of the knife. And every time she woke up,
, Zhu Xiaoyao will burst into tears.
This kind of pain is so heartbreaking that even Meng Po Soup can't help.
The pain makes people sober and determined. Today, Zhu Xiaoyao did the thing he least regrets in his life.
Love is often like a duel. After testing and entangled with each other, it is a brutal hand-to-hand fight.
Love or dislike lies between the eyebrows and the heart.
Love it or not, you have to answer.
Fang Wenqiang sighed, and his eyes suddenly became strange.
Zhu Xiaoyao turned around and saw a woman wearing a white peony cheongsam outside the window, looking at her coldly.
Shen Bijun? Zhu Xiaoyao smiled, she smiled proudly and calmly.
Zhu Xiaoyao approached Fang Wenqiang step by step, so close that he could hear the strong heartbeat in his chest.
A sad and beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like fading grass in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Boom!" Zhu Xiaoyao's body suddenly rushed out, she passed through the window, a swallow flew through the clouds, and stood firmly on the roof opposite.
Next to the roof is a 100,000-volt high-voltage transformer. Zhu Xiaoyao's dagger is only ten centimeters away from the transformer.
"Little Demon Sister, what are you doing?" Fang Ming roared angrily, and he was about to go up.
"Don't come up!" The dagger turned in a circle in his hand, getting closer to the transformer. Zhu Xiaoyao's smile was extremely charming, like a purple rose blooming in the dark night, showing a heartbreaking coldness.
The dagger came closer, only five centimeters away, and Fang Wenqiang's expression finally changed.
Shen Bijun came closer, like a white peony swaying in the wind.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she looked at Fang Wenqiang with sadness in her eyes.
Seeing his sister-in-law approaching, Fang Ming involuntarily stepped aside.
Fang Wenqiang is an iron-blooded man. He can easily defeat the enemy formation with thousands of troops, but his love relationship is difficult.
Relationships are the most heartbreaking, especially when it comes to hurting your lover.
"Wen Qiang, you---"
Three words flew out of Shen Bijun's mouth, but they hit his heart like a heavy hammer.
Tears have always been a woman's best weapon. Opposite Shen Bijun was full of tears, looking like a stormy begonia.
"Wen Qiang, do you still remember what you said when we got married?"
Red candles flickered, sitting quietly facing each other.
"We meet in life and death, and we have a good relationship with you - hold your hand and grow old together with you!"
The vows echoed in his ears, that intoxicating wedding night - Fang Wenqiang's throat surged, and he looked at Zhu Xiaoyao on the roof again.
Zhu Xiaoyao smiled, this time with a bleak smile, and she shouted with all her strength: "Brother Qiang, we'll see you in the next life!"
"Whoa!" The dagger was like lightning, striking at the high-voltage wire.
"Whoosh!" Zhu Xiaoyao moved quickly, and Fang Ming moved even faster.
A flying knife shot with flying stars, knocking Zhu Xiaoyao's dagger away and falling into the dust.
"Huh!" Fang Wenqiang moved. His speed was twice as fast as usual. In the blink of an eye, he jumped up to the roof and hugged Zhu Xiaoyao in his arms.
Fang Wenqiang's chest is broad and strong, and he embraces himself with great strength.
Zhu Xiaoyao's smile was as bright as spring. The corners of her mouth were raised so high that she looked sideways at Shen Bijun below.
"Bang!" Shen Bijun's handbag fell to the ground, and her eyes were messy, like catkins in the wind.
Shen Bijun covered his face with his hands, turned around and left.
"Sister-in-law!" Fang Ming hurriedly grabbed the handbag on the ground and chased after her.
Fang Wenqiang hugged Zhu Xiaoyao and jumped off the roof.
Zhu Xiaoyao kept hugging Fang Wenqiang's neck tightly. Her strength was so strong that there were red marks on Fang Wenqiang's neck.
"Let it go." Fang Wenqiang sighed.
This sigh was so heavy, like a boulder dropped from a calm lake.
"Are you feeling distressed?" Zhu Xiaoyao smiled charmingly.
For so many years, I have always lived in the shadow of that woman. It is always a good thing to be angry with her.
What women hate most is women, especially women who are their love rivals, and Zhu Xiaoyao is not immune to this.
Biting his lip, Zhu Xiaoyao's eyes flicked over Fang Wenqiang's face, as if there was a hand hidden in his eyes, always trying to catch something: "Brother Qiang, are you feeling distressed?"
Fang Wenqiang stood upright, like a sculpture, with the sunlight shining on his tall and tall figure like a pine, coating it with a layer of golden brilliance.
The hell phoenix who makes the world's underworld fearful, such a man is every woman's favorite.
"Little demon!" Fang Wenqiang stretched out his big hand and patted Zhu Xiaoyao on the head, just like the big brother next door looking at his naughty little sister: "Little demon, are you interesting?"
"Interesting!" Zhu Xiaoyao pouted, her pouting look was very charming.
After being silent for a while, Zhu Xiaoyao asked cautiously: "Why don't you go after me?"
"Why should I chase you?" Fang Wenqiang looked at the white clouds on the horizon, and he exhaled a long breath: "Little demon, in fact, I have always understood your intentions."
Have you always understood? Zhu Xiaoyao's body began to tremble.
He has always understood but pretended not to know. What does this mean? Could it be that Brother Qiang is simply - his heart is beating wildly, and Zhu Xiaoyao is really at a loss this time.
After all, he was the one who broke in at the edge of a knife, so Zhu Xiaoyao was only confused for a moment.
"Brother Qiang, loving you is my business, whether you love me or not is your business!"
I love you regardless of the reason, whether you love me or not, my love is still here!