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Yan Jingcheng¡¯s eyes were deep, and he was not surprised at all that this woman would turn black into white when she opened her mouth.
Gu Mingzhu¡¯s throat tightened, and she whispered cautiously: ¡°Actually, I didn¡¯t eat Tang Monk¡¯s meat.¡±
So, even if you steam and braise it, I won¡¯t live forever
Gu Mingzhu spoke silently in her heart.
"Really?" Yan Jingcheng said lightly, his gaze passing over the woman's red lips, his eyes dark.
Gu Mingzhu nodded seriously and said seriously: "Let him run away halfway."
Yan Jingcheng sneered, feeling that this woman's ability to tell lies was really getting better with each passing day.
Facing his cold, deep pool-like eyes, Gu Mingzhu's soles felt cold, and she felt a chill spreading from her tailbone to all her limbs.
She quietly moved backwards, her movements very small.
Yan Jingcheng pretended not to notice her little move, and calmly took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it in his mouth and said lightly: "Follow me tonight."
"Gowhere?"
Gu Mingzhu stammered, her breath completely suffocated at that moment.
He took a puff from the cigarette in his hand, and then the hand holding the cigarette dropped to his side, his posture casual and sexy in a different way.
The pale white mist obscured his handsome face, and even the man's sharp and narrow phoenix eyes were also slightly hazy.
Yan Jingcheng looked at her lightly, obviously not intending to explain.
But if she dared to say no, Gu Mingzhu felt that she might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Gu Mingzhu looked at him, took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.
Only a devil wants to follow him!
Today she threw away his clothes and locked him in the guest room, and he chopped her alive!
¡°Coupled with the old grudges and all the past, if she doesn¡¯t run away, she¡¯s stupid.
Yan Jingcheng stood there without moving, looking at the woman's back as she smoked the cigarette in her hand unhurriedly, obviously not worried at all.
Gu Mingzhu had not gone far when she saw A Zhao blocking her in front of her.
She stopped slowly, her teeth itching with hatred.
Looking at A Zhao¡¯s expressionless face, which could be called facial paralysis, Gu Mingzhu said slowly, ¡°I know you won¡¯t let me go even if I beg you¡±
With that said, Gu Mingzhu raised her feet without hesitation, and stepped hard on A Zhao's black leather shoes with her pointed high heels.
"So, I will avenge myself first!"
A Zhao groaned and frowned tightly.
Gu Mingzhu hummed softly, feeling a lot better after letting out a bad breath.
She can¡¯t do anything to Yan Jingcheng, but she can still bully his subordinates.
Gu Mingzhu turned to look at the man with indifferent eyes, walked up to him neatly, and said resignedly: "Let's go."
Yan Jingcheng's gaze passed over the woman's eyes, which turned cold in an instant. He opened his thin lips and said calmly: "I will hang you up and beat you if you run away again."
His voice was very light, even a little gentle.
But when facing one of those sinister and cruel birds, Gu Mingzhu shuddered, feeling that he was not joking.
She looked at Yan Jingcheng coldly and couldn't help but said: "Don't you feel ashamed that Fourth Young Master bullied a weak woman like me?"
After saying that, Gu Mingzhu couldn't help but think of the word "weak" he said last time, and immediately glared at him hatefully.
Yan Jingcheng glanced at her and sneered: "I can bully her even harder."
He bit the word ¡®bully¡¯ very hard, and the simple words seemed to have been played with in his mouth, and they were tainted with an ambiguous atmosphere, which made people¡¯s cheeks get hot involuntarily.
Knowing what he was talking about, Gu Mingzhu was so angry that she couldn't speak.
After a while, he said bitterly: "Shameless!"
Yan Jingcheng's gangster laughed out loud, his eyes filled with evil, and he grabbed her wrist and stuffed her into the car.
With the sound of the door slamming, Gu Mingzhu turned to look at him and couldn't help but ask again: "Where are you going?"
Yan Jingcheng raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, leaned on the back of the chair, and said calmly, "My home." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com