Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xia Ruoxin felt a very cold wind blow across her face, like a knife, and cut it deeply on her face.

She looked up, and the figure standing at the door almost blocked all the light in the room. She just looked at him without blinking.

She knew it was his, and his breath sometimes didn't require her to see it, and it could be felt far away.

More chilly than initially.

Deeper than the original.

More hatred than initially.

"Are you very disappointed, Man Ni is not dead, are you very disappointed, she is alive?" A cold male voice came, Xia Ruoxin lowered his thin eyelashes lightly.

No disappointment, because she never thought about Li Manni's death, but her explanation, would he listen? Will he listen? Are you even willing to believe it?

And she should have long thought about how he might believe her, so she didn't have to say anything, she didn't have to do anything, because, when she said, he would only think that she was just sophistry.

Chu Li approached Xia Ruoxin step by step, and Xia Ruoxin clenched the sketchbook in his arms. He approached, he stood still, he looked at her condescendingly, and the eyes of the woman without any emotion reflected the pale and petite woman. body.

It seemed that he only needed one hand to completely crush this woman.

Her body, her heart, and her soul.

His black eyes froze, and he reached out his hand, pulling the sketchbook out of her arms. She didn't even look at it. She seemed to be very babe, and the more she was, the more he would destroy it.

Hissing sounded like tearing Xia Ruoxin's heart, and Xia Ruoxin trembled her fingers. Her lips were pale and colorless. She actually wanted to say something and wanted to stop it, but in the end, it just kept it like this Action, stupid, silly.

After another, her speedbook, just under his hands, became a piece after piece of tiny pieces before her eyes.

Her lips trembled constantly, and she stared blankly at the white fragments on the ground, as if snow, crystal, and coldness had fallen on the ground.

Does he know? It was paper, but she was torn, and maybe that was all he wanted.

Her body was lifted up, and she stared into Chulu's extremely gloomy black eyes, looking at his soul, which was extremely hateful.

He hated her, hated her. .

She has never loved her. Even if she was good to her before, he lied to her. She used her heart, but he used her intentions.

Do you "Know? You let my Manny break a hand, and you owe me, owe her, how could I not give it to you. Xia Ruoxin, you forgot my uncle's temper, I thought you understood It seems that I have to teach you again. "He said coldly, and suddenly dropped her body, causing her to fall heavily on the bed.

Xia Ruoxin put her hand on her lower abdomen, and she was constantly sweating with pain, and his strong hatred had made her unable to say any more words.

Not to say, not to say, nothing to say, she grinned, and it was useless to say anything.

Chu Lu pulled Xia Ruoxin's thin arm, it was really thin, it only needed a slight touch to break it. He sneered, pressing her left hand against the wall, and Xia Ruoxin looked at him with his eyes wide open. The sad look was just like letting Chu Lu's heart be grasped hard, just now He was blinded by hate and blinded by hate, so he could ignore nothing and eventually do something that would make him irretrievable in his life.