He resumed his usual coldness and said in a deep voice, "what's up, say?"

"Shao Tian, I'm in TIANCHAO City, shooting location. I heard you're here too. Come and see if I'm ok. I haven't seen you for several days. I miss you so much." Zheng Xiuli full of sweet, coquettish mouth, let Ling shaotian immediately twist eyebrows.

"There are still very important things to talk about tonight. I'll go back to Xinghua tomorrow. I'll see you then." He refused directly.

Although it was such a cold, but the other party was happy to respond, without the slightest grievance and dissatisfaction: "well, you are busy, I will go back after shooting, right, remember to bring me a gift."

Hearing each other's brisk words, Ling Shao Tianshu opened his eyebrows and said in a light voice, "I know what you want. I'll buy it for you."

"I hate it. It's said that it's a gift. Let's be mysterious, but I like everything you give me." Zheng Xiuli said with a sweet smile.

An Xiaoqiao feels the vibration of his mobile phone. After being woken up, he also gets up. As soon as he gets to the door, he hears Ling shaotian's cold but gentle voice.

There was a chill on his face, and then he was relieved.

Open the door, directly downstairs, ignoring the phone call Ling shaotian, see her face cold appearance, the man's face is silent, across the cold.

Said goodbye and hung up.

When she comes to the living room, an Xiaoqiao is drinking water. Ling shaotian knows that she has heard herself talking on the phone. Facing her indifferent appearance, she is not happy.

"Ann, what's your attitude?" He came to an Xiaoqiao and roared angrily.

For his anger, an Xiaoqiao chose to ignore, stood up to him, and asked quietly: "what attitude, Ling shaotian? What attitude do you say I should have? What attitude do you call your fiancee and make me jealous? Do you say you should dump her and stay with me, or use your wife's identity to order you not to associate with that woman, eh?"

Ling shaotian was speechless. No matter what kind of attitude an Xiaoqiao used, he would not be happy, but he just didn't want to see her cold.

Suddenly reach out, pull her into his arms, like in vent anger, hard kiss her lips, want to see her angry, or angry look OK, but it is such a cold look can't.

"Wuwu..." an Xiaoqiao pushes Ling shaotian away, but he kisses her more eagerly, and can't tolerate her any resistance.

"I wish I could kill you directly, Ann Joe. Do you know that?" Hard to hate, but can't pressure between the heart that care, but be careful to have pity, he is worried, once again into ANN Joe's gentle, hurt by her.

An Xiao Qiao doesn't talk, the cool Mou bottom also delimits the pain.

Knowing that he would not believe in himself, he wanted to pretend that he didn't care. But the more indifferent he was, Ling shaotian was even more furious. She let her show her true feelings, and then trampled on the love she had given.

Seeing her sad look on her face, Ling shaotian made a pause in her hand.

Deep eyes seem to fall into the original deep love, staring at an Xiaoqiao porcelain white face without blinking.

An Xiaoqiao opens his eyes slightly, bumps into his profundity, abandons the cold eyes just now, looks at Qinghua, his hands can't help but encircle Ling shaotian's neck.

Feel her response, Ling shaotian is a burst of hot and dry hard to stop, hot villa, with two people's ambiguous, even the floor heating is also heating up a lot.

In such a big bathtub, Ling shaotian hugs her tightly and cleans her carefully. After washing, he hugs her in a big bath towel and gets into bed.

"Very tired..." an Xiaoqiao's face was flushed, and even his body was full of powder after the ambiguity. He said it like a kitten, and then fell asleep.

Ling shaotian, who was also satisfied, saw the little woman in front of him with a tight face and became soft. Even he didn't know how doting his eyes and actions were.

After pulling the quilt, Ling shaotian hugs her tightly in his arms and sleeps soundly. The quiet two embrace each other tightly, and the beauty makes people unable to move their eyes.

Ling shaotian sleeps shallowly, the mobile phone on the desk hums, he wakes up.

Pick up the phone, a look is the voice of nanziheng, and then look at the time is already 8 pm.

"Why don't you come? You're not still in bed, are you?" When you get through the phone, you hear the other person complaining.

"I'll be right there." Ling shaotian's eyes were cold, and his hoarse voice was faint.

"Damn, he's going to kill people. He went back at noon. He's still in bed." Nanzi Heng pointed to the phone, facing two friends, said aloud.

Ling shaotian directly hung up the phone and looked at an Xiaoqiao who was still sleeping in the quilt. He lowered himself and whispered in his ear: "Xiao Qiao, an Xiaoqiao, get up."

"No, I'm tired." The woman's voice is full of discontent. She pulls the quilt over her head and doesn't want to pay attention to Ling shaotian's cry.

See her soft appearance, Ling shaotian rare good mood of hand, the little woman out of the quilt, all of a sudden embrace in his arms, intimate whisper: "ha ha, lazy cat, up, I take you to dinner."

An Xiaoqiao was in a daze, shaking his head and whispering: "I don't want to eat, you let me sleep for a while, don't worry, I won't run, waiting for you here will come, OK?"

A word let all the atmosphere down to freezing point, Ling Shao tianrou's eyes suddenly sharp, deep voice: "I'm just worried about you running, so now, hurry up to eat with me."

The absence of warmth makes an Xiaoqiao's sleepy eyes clear and angry. She really can't stand up and has to deal with the sarcasm of her friends, especially ou Moyang. She has an unhappy face: "you said you can't run. Why do you want to take me with you? I don't want to go with you. Just go to the party with them. If you don't feel at ease, Just let your hands down and watch. "

Ling shaotian's face is full of hawks. She looks at her pale face and red lips. She is obviously a sycophant, but how can she make him angry.

All of a sudden, she pulled open the quilt and looked at her bright and clean body. After looking at her, she gave a slight warning: "woman, in my bed, you'd better be obedient, just like before going to bed. Otherwise, I have to pull out the thorn from your whole body. I haven't seen you for two years. You've grown a lot."

Ann Little Joe does not speak, lowers the head silently to dress.