In the blue light and shadow, the man's eyes are deep and dark. Everything in his pupil ups and downs, domineering and arrogant.
It's hard to see his serious expression, even with a little cold, groundless people feel a bit afraid.
Huarong just laughed, "don't say such childish words." She knows her identity as an international wanted person. Even if she changes her name, she risks being found.
Their family is suitable for those adventurers, careerists, rather than Fengjin such a deep family of military and political.
When the Hua family had an accident, she actually had a trace of happiness - fortunately, she divorced Feng Jin early, otherwise the Feng family might be involved.
"I'm not kidding." He held her wrist, his deep pupil looked at her, "Huarong, marry me again. I take care of you. "
He seems to be really serious.
The expression of Huarong's faint smile also slowly calmed down. She turned to lean against the door plank, looked up at the shadow of the man on her body, and looked at each other's expression with a cynical attitude.
"Sorry." For a long time, she whispered, "I really should go."
Her hand on the doorknob quickly unscrewed the door, stepped back and went out, joking, remarrying him? She hasn't fallen to this level yet.
Feng brocade looks at her action, dim pupil color for a moment sink down, black like can absorb all the light and shadow of the black hole, can not see the mood inside.
Huarong turned around, did not look at him again, and quickly went downstairs.
She came downstairs and reached out to open the door. When her fingers were on the doorknob, her wrist sank and she could only hear a "click" in her ear. A silver handcuffed her between her and the door handle.
Huarong looked down at the glittering silver handcuffs that she had handcuffed and took a breath gently.
Damn it, why didn't she know he had this thing in his house?
"Fengjin."
"Well?"
"You know what? I'm actually glad we divorced before my family had an accident. " She turned around and looked up at him. Her voice was very soft. "I'm glad I didn't drag you down because of my family affairs."
Feng Jin looked at her, eyes a bit gentle down, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand slightly held her face.
Huarong smiles, "my identity is still very unsafe, I'm afraid it will bring you danger, would you like to open the handcuffs?"
Feng Jin's eyes suddenly fell cold. He took his hand back and said coldly, "don't look for any excuse. You just hate me and don't want to see me. "
The smile on Huarong's face was stiff for a moment, and then he said, "how can it be? How could I hate you? "
Feng Jin came forward to release her hand from the handcuffs, and then stretched out his hand to directly hold her from the ground. Huarong struggled for a while and was tightly hugged by him.
"How come you are more and more disobedient. I'm for your own good. Why don't you listen to me so much? "
Without saying a word, Feng Jin hugged her and went back upstairs again. She leaned her wrist against the headpost of the bed. Hua Rong took a look at Feng Jin's handcuffed wrist. She sat up and said to Feng Jin, "I warn you, please remove this thing for me. My brother knows that when I come out, be careful that he will settle accounts with you