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The next second, a big hand tightly grabbed Gu Mingzhu's slender neck.
Song Jinmo stared at this scene blankly. Why couldn't he understand what the two people were doing? ?
Gu Mingzhu looked at Yan Jingcheng with a smile, her red lips were slightly curved, and her beautiful eyes were magnanimous and clear, with an unabashed provocation that belonged to her, as if she was not afraid of death, but only wished she could fight to the death.
The woman¡¯s neck was slender and white, and when she raised her head slightly to look at him, her posture was as beautiful as a proud black swan.
With its own contradictory and complex attributes, its beauty is so unique.
"You are very brave, threaten me." Yan Jingcheng opened her thin lips lightly and tightened the strength in her hands.
Gu Mingzhu¡¯s expression remained unchanged, she curved her lips and said with a smile, ¡°Didn¡¯t you already know that I am very timid?¡±
Gu Mingzhu actually wanted to say a few more words, but unfortunately the strength of the man's hand was not light. The slightly cool touch made her feel as if she was tightly restrained by a cold chain, making it difficult to breathe.
Simply, she didn¡¯t speak again, and just looked directly at the man in front of her.
She actually didn¡¯t believe it, she didn¡¯t believe that this bitch man would really do anything to her just because of a photo.
This certainty comes from her understanding of him during this period, and also from her knowledge of him.
But Gu Mingzhu also knew that he would not give up easily.
After all, what she did was tantamount to challenging his majesty and his authority.
But people in the world never remember the names of those who are submissive, and the same goes for men. The story of the white rose and the cinnabar mole never tires of being heard. To put it simply, it is often because you ask for it and you don¡¯t get it. To put it more complicated, it means you can¡¯t control it.
The more dangerous something is, the more beautiful it is. Since she doesn¡¯t want to settle for mediocrity, she naturally has to bear the corresponding risks.
Yan Jingcheng¡¯s phoenix eyes were deep and he guessed everything about the woman¡¯s thoughts.
Sometimes, he really hates her intelligence. She is so clever that even utilitarianism and philistinism are revealed, and she controls people's hearts by taking advantage of her.
"Believe it or not, I will break your neck in the next second." Yan Jingcheng opened her thin lips lightly, and there was a chill in her eyes.
As he spoke, the strength in his hand became a little heavier.
A strong sense of suffocation came over instantly, and Gu Mingzhu's breathing became increasingly difficult.
She always thought that at this time, she must be beautiful, not embarrassed, but Gu Mingzhu thought, maybe facts will prove that no matter how good-looking a person is, their face will turn ugly when they are in a state of excessive hypoxia. Purple.
She looked directly into the man's pupils with her almond-shaped eyes, and could see the murderous intent hidden in those cold eyes.
At this moment, Gu Mingzhu had no doubt that the man who was fighting her to death one second would break her neck without ceremony the next second.
Gu Mingzhu lowered her eyes and remained silent, as if she was quietly accepting the trial.
Yan Jingcheng's pupils were dark, looking at the woman's delicate and bright face, she pursed her thin lips slightly and pushed her away irritably.
Gu Mingzhu was pushed to the side of the sofa, slowly opened her eyes and coughed.
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Looking at his back, Gu Mingzhu slowly curved the corners of her lips, her beautiful apricot eyes filled with cunning and successful expression.
So, she must have won.
Yan Jingcheng walked all the way downstairs and got into the car with a calm face. When he sat in the back seat, he closed his eyes and saw the woman's calm and stunning little face. The corners of her lips were still pursed. A faint smile, with a bit of coolness and calmness, but also a bit of transparency and ridicule that can see through the world.
Yan Jingcheng loosened his collar a little irritably, especially hating this feeling of losing control. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com