Chapter 697

"No, I don't agree." Murong Leng grabbed Zheng Jiajia's wrist and held it tightly in his hand, which seemed to be really painful.

"I finally fell in love with someone and haven't learned to love someone well. How can you leave like this?"

"I won't leave, wait to die?" Zheng Jiajia's head deviated, no longer looked at him, but his hand didn't pull away.

This is hard to get.

She knew that if she really hit each other in the face, it would be impossible to leave such a good spare tire.

So what she has to do now is not only break up with each other, but also make the other party inseparable from her.

Well, like all the women who come through, she also wants to put all the good men in the world under her skirt.

Then sleep one every day to enjoy the pleasure brought to her by different types of beautiful men.

Well, now I have collected a Murong Leng.

When she returns to Beijing, she will directly throw away other inferior products first. She doesn't need defective products.

As for the others?

Well, she thinks Murong Yu is good. She is a proper domineering and loyal dog. If she can get her, the force value around her will be greatly improved.

As for Mo Xiyan?

Zheng Jiajia directly ignored it.

After all, for women, men's predecessors are all villains.

Like Mo Xiyan, it is not enough to be afraid.

After receiving Murong Yu, she can drag Ouyang Zhan in again.

After all, the other party is an imperial merchant and has more money than himself.

When he becomes his own person, she can lie down and enjoy it. She doesn't need to make money anymore.

Such three men alone are enough for her to enjoy her life.

If there was still a chance for a good man to come up, she would not let go.

But if not, that's it.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jiajia actually felt that she had suffered some losses.

Unexpectedly, I didn't take Murong Royal first and then follow Murong Leng.

If Murong Yu had been the first, now you could probably see the play of the God of war getting angry and pulling the emperor off his horse?

It feels good to think about it.

But there will be a chance later.

Zheng Jiajia is looking forward to such a beautiful future.

Murong Leng stood aside and looked at her. She didn't even pay attention to herself.

I couldn't help burning with anger.

But when I think about it, I really went too far yesterday.

So for the time being, I still pressed down my anger.

"Jiajia, don't make trouble. When these events are over, shall I compensate you?" Murong Leng softened his tone as much as possible.

The effect of this is really a little affectionate.

Zheng Jiajia is very satisfied.

But the body is still in pain and the heart is still depressed.

In short, it's not cool.

Since I'm upset.

Then she doesn't want others to feel better.

So he continued to say in a cold voice, "no, I have nothing to do with your majesty when I go back."

"Are you really so heartless?" Murong Leng seemed to be greatly stimulated, clasped Zheng Jiajia's shoulders, forced her to face herself, and then said aggressively, "I, no, what's wrong with me, you can say it, I can change it, but don't leave me, okay?"

Zheng Jiajia was stunned.

Such a picture had no numbers in her imagination.

A handsome and golden man looked at himself affectionately and begged himself to love him.

This is a passage in every president's novel.

It is also a scene that all women look forward to.

She always thought the previous was shocking enough.

Unexpectedly, now this scene is really putting her in her bones.

"Jiajia, I still have feelings for me, don't I?"

Murong Leng saw the looseness at the bottom of her eyes, directly hugged the person tightly in his arms, and then continued, "forgive me, I will change, okay?"

As he spoke, he put his lips on her ears and said the sweetest words between lovers. The soft Zheng Jiajia softened down.

No, it's not.

Zheng Jiajia screamed in her heart.

Yesterday, he saw his ferocity and decided to give up first.

Why do you begin to waver because of the other party's one or two words?

No, no!

Although Zheng Jiajia was influenced by Murong Leng's actions and words, Su's almost couldn't close his legs.

But she still resisted all this with strong willpower.

Then he pretended to be cold and pushed Murong Leng away, and then said coldly, "you really don't have to do this anymore, my majesty. There's nothing to say between us since you treated me like that last night."

Then she took a deep breath and paused before continuing, "Your Majesty, isn't it good to make a good impression on each other?"

Murong Leng's expression was stiff.

Then he bit his teeth, endured the impulse not to screw Zheng Jiajia's head off, stood up and turned, "OK, as you wish."

Then he didn't stay for half a second and left quickly.

Such Murong cold, in Zheng Jiajia's view, is sad tears running away.

At such a moment, the excitement in her heart could hardly be suppressed.

In order to be afraid that others would find something strange, she pulled up the quilt, covered herself, covered her mouth and smiled excitedly.

Hahaha, she said she was the mistress. Look, the powerful emperors have deep love for themselves, hahaha.

She was too happy to herself.

People outside seem to be crying bitterly.

After Murong Leng heard the news, he couldn't help laughing coldly, "playing hard to get? It's still a little tender."

The next day Zheng Jiajia left the hot spring villa and was sent back to the capital by Murong Leng's people.

Murong Leng returned to Beijing early in the morning, so it was noon when she returned to Beijing.

She got off the bus in her restaurant, went straight in, asked for a table of delicious food, and went to the box upstairs.

Unexpectedly, she just walked a few steps and saw a handsome man in white sitting by the window on the second floor.

This handsome guy looks very cold, but he is different from Murong Leng.

Murong cold cold, is the bone of hegemony in mischief.

The man's coldness in front of him was a alienation from his bones. He didn't seem to be used to being close to people.

Such a man will definitely become one of the beauties of the female Lord's harem.

So Zheng Jiajia ordered the waiter to send all his dishes to the handsome man's table. Then he strode across from him and sat down. He smiled at him, "little brother, can you tell me your name?"

Her smile was beautiful, but the little brother ignored it and didn't even give her a corner of his eye.

Failure did not make Zheng Jiajia retreat.

Because she thinks a handsome guy like this is really gorgeous.

"I have no malice. I just want to make friends with you."

The smile on Zheng Jiajia's face did not retreat. With goodwill, he stretched out his right hand. "My name is Zheng Jiajia. I'm the boss of this restaurant."