Traps Of Love - Chapter 929
On the isolated island, Huo Kai and others were startled by the huge explosion. The explosion on the sea was comparable to the serial explosion in Gu’s backyard three years ago. The sea was full of black smoke. Four fishing boats were almost blown up so that they could not see their original appearance. More than a dozen injured people were floating on the board. They couldn’t bear to see it.
“Boss, the cold is gone!” Luozishan rushed to report, and his dark face was dripping with cold sweat. As the saying goes, being bitten by a snake for one year and afraid of the well rope for ten years, the shadow of the explosion that almost pushed Huo Kai to a dead end three years ago has not passed yet. Luo Zishan is terrified to see such a scene.
Huo Kai’s face was covered with a cold chill, and his lips moved, “where is Bai Xiaoya?”
“Not with Leng Shao.” Luo Zishan wondered how he could ask such an obvious question.
When Huo Kai heard this, he relaxed from head to foot, and his peach blossom eyes regained their vitality and ruffian spirit. He raised his eyebrows and said, “that’s OK. What should I do? Leng Shao gives you such a big gift. Why don’t you take people to the sea to get people
“Besides, the Iron Rooster has never been in a loss business. You’d better calculate whether your private money is enough.”
Luo Zishan was stunned. He looked at the Black Sea, and then at Huo Kai, who was not joking. He seemed to understand something.
It’s difficult to make such a big noise. It’s not these mercenaries who come out, but Leng Zetian himself!
Huo Kai turned to leave, the wedding card in his hand was spread out a little bit. He looked down at the three words Chu Zixuan on the gold stamping wedding invitation, and seemed to have made a decision.
The night on the sea is charming and magnificent.
The stars in the sky are shining, vast and boundless.
A small speedboat runs smoothly on the sea. On the small deck, Leng Zetian and Bai Xiaoya watch the starry sky back to back.
“And so we went?” Bai Xiaoya sleepy up, voice with a point of intoxicated lazy, cherry lips hook the arc of praise. After this escape, she found that her understanding of the men around her has risen to a new level.
“Well.” Leng Zetian’s eyes happened to see her white and long neck in the moonlight, and the little purples he left behind moved in his heart.
“I’ll take it this time.” Bai Xiaoya praised him sincerely.
She leaned against his strong back and stretched out, half lying on the deck, drowsy by the sea breeze. It’s strange that she thought that his breath was cold and dangerous, but now she just felt at ease, and even unconsciously had some addiction.
Sleeping on his shoulder was the most comfortable thing she could think of, next to a bath.
“Stupid woman -” Leng Zetian quietly lowered his head, feeling that the woman’s breath behind him was gradually even and long, knowing that she was really asleep.
He turned, carried her across the narrow cabin, and dropped a kiss on her fair forehead.
It’s so cold outside that she’s not afraid of blowing cold. How big is her heart.
Night, more dark.
“No – don’t -”
“Mom, I don’t want to kill -”
“stop!” Bai Xiaoya sat up from the bed in a cold sweat. Her hands were big and her delicate face was pale without a trace of blood. Her eyes were red with the dampness of her dream, and her eyes were scared and lonely. She breathed the air full of salty sea air, so that this cool breath filled the chest, and gradually found a sense of life.
Her left eyelid is itchy.
“What did you dream of?” Leng Zetian asked carefully, his low voice was softer than usual, and a little more trembling. He dare not touch her easily. This is the second time. The last time she appeared in the villa she bought in Gongmo, Beijing, she had completely forgotten him when she woke up the next day.
“I…” Bai Xiaoya turned and looked into his eyes, which were a pair of dark blue eyes, just as magnificent and charming as the boundless sea. She pursed her lips, straightened up her mood, reached out her hand and rubbed her eyes. She turned around with him on her back again. Her face was all buried in the dark shadow. “I dreamed of my mother. She made me be cruel and killed Mi Xiaoya.”
The more you rub your eyes, the more itchy they are. It’s like a grain of sand blown in by the wind. There’s still life in the sand. It moves around in your eyelids.
She put more strength on her hand and rubbed it harder.
All of a sudden, a pair of strong hands hold her hand. As soon as she raises her eyes, she can see his eyes.
“Stupid woman, do you want to rub your eyes out to be willing?” Lengzetian said in a cold voice, but she couldn’t hide her concern. He would pull her whole body to him, sitting face to face, magnetic voice overbearing ring, “I help you see.”
Bai Xiaoya is a little uneasy. She doesn’t know whether it’s because the nightmare is too real or because the ambiguous relationship between them is almost out of her control. And this morning, he was so reckless that she almost suffocated the kiss. The shivering feeling that he had slipped through her skin with the rough cocoon of his finger pulp made her feel like an ape, unable to settle down to sort out the memory fragments in her mind.
She panicked.”Still nervous, that brain is not stupid.” Leng Zetian raised her jaw, and the other hand knocked her forehead with a shudder.
“It hurts.” Bai Xiaoya frowns and stares at him.
“Pain is the memory.” Leng Zetian came near, and her aggressive breath fell on her cheek. It was as hot as a hot day in June.
Bai Xiaoya’s heart thumped for a moment, and in the face of his sharp and cold eyes, he hung his head with a guilty heart, “OK. I didn’t tell the whole truth. In addition to my mother, I also dream of a man who tries to hypnotize me and let me devour Mi Xiaoya’s personality. ”
She bit her lip, controlled her strong desire to rub her eyes, and said word by word, “that man… I suspect he is my biological father…”
Leng Zetian patted her on the back, covered her features with frost, “do you see what he looks like? Or, is there any precise clue to his identity? ”
Bai Xiaoya shakes her head in chagrin. She can’t remember. The more I think about it, the more my head hurts. The more you think about it, the more itchy your eyes are.
Historically, she felt sorry for Leng Zetian’s expectant eyes. She felt that there were 981 locked houses in my mind. Every time I found a key, I could only open the door of one room and see a little clue. And she didn’t know when this kind of day would end and when she could really remember the past between them.
“Woman, look at me.” Leng Zetian seems to be able to penetrate her mind.
Bai Xiaoya raised her eyes, “…”
her cheek was held by him with both hands, and he gave a breath to her itchy left eye.