Chapter 56.3

I felt that the tall figure was slowly forming a shadow over me. Liang Xiaoyu felt confused for a while. His eyes were dry and sore, his voice was sour and hoarse, and he couldn't even make a sound.

The beautiful apricot eyes are as wet and panicked as a wounded animal. The emotions inside are extremely complex, but the petite figure is trying to curl up and want to lean back in the narrow space.

The more Liang Xiaoyu dodges, the deeper Xin Zezhao's eyes become. His long and narrow eyes are covered by a thick fog. He can't see clearly, but his mood is inexplicably frightening.

"Don't Stay away from... " Liang Xiaoyu tries to slide between his throat, trying to say something in his hoarse voice, but the next moment is blocked by his lips.

The hot breath spurts thin, such as the cold eyes of the cold pool dominates all the visible space of Liang Xiaoyu, and even the rich and familiar male breath strongly surrounds her and invades her whole breathing space.

Thin lips with anger to trample cold Xiaoyu's bloodless lips, as if to pass his complex emotions in the past, let her feel together.

Crystal tears slowly slide down, bring a burst of cold, but there is no way to pour out the hot touch and temperature.

Xin Zezhao's domineering hand with a pair of iron arms tightly encircles Liang Xiaoyu Yingying's waist. There is only one idea in her heart, which is crying wildly. She is as hot as a stove, and clings to her cold heart.

For a long time, until a faint smell of blood diffused in the air, Xin Zezhao just slightly restrained his anger and left Liang Xiaoyu's lips with shortness of breath.

The lips without blood color were ruddy under his anger, revealing the extremely ruddy and delicate color. However, with Liang Xiaoyu's pale face, they were very strange.

Liang Xiaoyu raised her eyes, but when she saw that she was struggling hard just now, she instinctively and subconsciously bit Xin Zezhao's thin lips. At this time, the thin lips were already bleeding, revealing a strange red light, which made her slightly stunned.

In a trance for a moment, Xin Zezhao has already bent over again, and the tall figure has once again covered her completely in the prison like a God.

The thin and tender lips with the smell of blood moved to her white and tender earlobe, and the turbid masculine breath swept by, which made her shiver.

"If you want to die, let's die together."

As soon as the voice fell, Xin Zezhao quickly got up from Liang Xiaoyu and carefully helped her to fasten her seat belt again. Then, instead of looking at her again, she focused on one side, slammed the accelerator and left quickly.

Liang Xiaoyu's slender fingers trembled slightly and touched his lips, while the hot masculine smell mixed with a light smell of blood seemed to remain between his lips.

Recalling the crazy words that Xin Zezhao had just dropped in her ear, my heart was hard to mention, and the bitterness like Coptis immediately overflowed from the corner of my mouth.

Not only her heart was burning, but also her stomach was contracting tightly, which caused a nausea of nausea. The whole viscera seemed to be in disorder, and she was almost out of breath.

In the same way, Xin Zezhao is suffering as if he were in a hell. In his heart, he records lianqingfeng fiercely. If it wasn't for lianqingfeng, he would never have been hit by that dirty trick.

Like telepathy in general, Lian Qingfeng's heart suddenly trembled, and even sneezed a few times, a strong uneasiness rushed to his chest, warning him.

Lian Qingfeng frowns and quickly calls Li Yu to inquire about the situation. When she learns of Liang Xiaoyu's abnormality and Xin Zezhao's anger, she wails again.

With the resentment of Gewei group, he immediately took the business trip. Without saying a word, he fled the right and wrong place, and the means of attacking Gewei group became more fierce.

Liang Xiaoyu's face is cold. Her eyes are empty and lifeless like a dry well. Xin Zezhao takes her back to the place where she fled last night.

Xinzezhao for Liang Xiaoyu such reaction, the heart is also a fierce stab, but the warm touch between the fingers is reminding him, Liang Xiaoyu is still around him, so think, just a little better.

As soon as she enters the room, Xin Zezhao leans over Liang Xiaoyu without saying a word, as if to feel her well and burst out all her energy and emotion.

The soft and cool clothes under the body became very troublesome at this time. The hand with clear bones was impatient to grope, but at last he lost all patience and tore it up rudely.

Liang Xiaoyu closed his eyes tightly, heard the crisp tearing sound of clothes in the air, and showed a sarcastic smile on his lips.

But Liang Xiaoyu's attitude of not struggling and not resisting made Xin Zezhao mistakenly think that he was "obedient", and his violent breath gradually dissipated, so his hand movements were much softer.

The familiar smell of male hormones filled Liang Xiaoyu's nose again, but the next second, Liang Xiaoyu was keen and quickly caught the scent that seemed to be absent, a scent that didn't belong to them.Who's that going to be?! With this idea, Liang Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes, but a light pink print appeared suddenly in her eyes under Xin Zezhao's white neck.

In my mind, I can't help recalling the scenes she saw. My stomach immediately surged up, and a strong sense of nausea surged into my heart.

Liang Xiaoyu pushes the unprepared Xin Zezhao aside. She covers her mouth tightly and rushes straight to the bathroom.

Xin Zezhao's face was completely black, and his sharp and hard lines were more sharp. His dark eyes were even full of murderous intention. The fierce air swept over him again like a storm, and an uncontrollable and unbelievable anger rushed to his heart.

How dare she Sick of his closeness?!