Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

The gun is extremely dazzling under the light, the handle is sandalwood color, warm to the touch, and no matter what season it is, the hand feels...

All absolutely proud.

Here, located in the outskirts of Yunxi City, the location is secluded and secluded, there is no smoke and fire, and there is a deathly silence.

This area is all in the hands of Bei Minghao, as for him, the purchaser has always been a mystery, and no one else knows.

Assembling firearms or mechanical weapons, the environment is very important, and Bei Mingyu has never liked noisy places.

The cold night was long, and the broken sweat on the man's shoulders quickly gathered in one place, condensing into drops of sweat, shining brightly under the reflection of the light, making people's eyes feel astringent and swollen.

Falling along the shoulder line, lost in the carpet, lifeless.

Raising his hand to hook off his jacket, Beiming's teeth bit the gloves to death slightly. The half-cut gloves are made of top-quality cowhide, hand-stitched, and the kung fu work is extremely meticulous, outlining the clear lines of the hands.

"hiss-"

"Crack!" Taking off the gloves and throwing them aside, Bei Mingyu opened a glass of whiskey.

The wounds on the corners of his eyes that had been grazed by stones showed some signs of recurrence. In addition, he had been working under harsh light for too long, which made Bei Mingyu's eyes turn red.

Scarlet blood streaks spread towards the center of the pupil, igniting the hostility of the whole person.

The pungent and throat-piercing liquid slowly flowed into the stomach, moistening the slightly dry lips. Looking at the black color stretching thousands of miles away, Bei Mingyu lightly closed his eyes.

The tenderness between the lips and teeth still stimulated his sanity, if not for a sliver of sanity, Bei Mingyu might be able to worship her.

The taste is beautiful and the aftertaste is endless.

The hotness in the bottom of my heart intensified, and finally turned into practical actions. The sound of running water was extremely abrupt in the secluded environment, and it was infinitely amplified.

Raising his hand to wipe away the mist in the mirror, all the wet hair was lifted to the top of the skull, as if the upper body soaked in honey oil occupied the entire mirror.

In his previous life, he had suppressed Cheng Jialan and indulged in the bathroom, and the crazy presumptuousness and entanglement as if venting his anger seemed to have happened yesterday.

The small wound on the tip of the tongue has disappeared, and the fingers brushed the corner of the lips, and there was a wicked look in the eyes.

After the dawn, Xinggu, everything wakes up from a deep sleep, and Bei Mingyu stays up all night, not deliberately not falling asleep to torture himself, but...

Too excited thoughts did not give him a chance to sleep.

He has long been used to it.

As long as he is exposed to Cheng Jialan, self-control is an unattainable luxury for him.

During the dawn, the temperature was quite cold, Cheng Jialan gathered up her nightgown in her sleep, the mohair was soft and warm, and for some reason, last night she suffered from insomnia for the first time.

Xinxiang drilled into the nasal cavity to drive away all the drowsiness, and then...

She spent the whole night staring at the balcony by the window like this, and she barely fell asleep until the dawn was about to dawn.

It was almost time for breakfast, Cheng Jialan simply got up, did not sleep deeply, and felt deeply unhappy at this moment.

Cheng Jialan had just finished brushing her teeth, when she heard the series of death-chasing calls, she couldn't help frowning, who is so blank?

Walking towards the mobile phone on the dressing table, Cheng Jialan narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

Take a closer look, oh, it really is him.

"Crack." Hanging up decisively, Cheng Jialan's face was full of embarrassment, her hands... were really itchy.

The bell rang four or five times in succession, before the last one stopped abruptly.

The voice had already dissipated, and Cheng Jialan's eyes flashed a dark light of pride, but she was about to go downstairs to have a delicious meal, and then she received a friendly reminder voice from someone.

[You have a new voice message, please check it carefully. 】

Cheng Jialan: "..."

"What's the matter?" Cheng Jialan's pretty face was cold, her voice was wrapped in coldness, and every word carried an extremely violent breath.

"The vagrant wants to see you, come here now." Staying up all night made Bei Mingyu's voice extremely hoarse.

Deep, full-bodied, and sexy subwoofers are likely to sell for a good price.

It's just that Cheng Jialan doesn't have any intention of admiring him at the moment, he just wants to kick his contented dog look to pieces.

"Aren't you capable? The door of the Cheng family is open for you, as long as you dare to come." Cheng Jialan's voice was slightly provocative.

Suddenly, there was no more sound from the other end of the phone until the phone was hung up, Cheng Jialan looked at a loss.

Then, the death video call came over.

"Beep." After the video was connected, Cheng Jialan glanced casually, and the faint arc on his lips gradually froze, gradually turning into a sneer.

"Correct the camera, I want to see you." Facing it, a certain man kept making demands, which made him mad.

Right now, Cheng Jialan's private house in Beimingfeng is the place where he captured Cheng Jialan last time, the commemoration is of great significance, and...

The place is quiet, and the sunrise and sunset are unobstructed.

In the midst of the rays of the sun, the fragrance of osmanthus orchids soothes the senses, criss-crossing among them, which is particularly pleasant.

Most importantly, it's very quiet here.

Great for doing something.

"Put clothes on for me." Cheng Jialan couldn't stop laughing, it's a good job, he dared to be so presumptuous in his own territory.

Hearing this, Bei Minghao's expression was relaxed and unmoved, and Cheng Jialan was so angry with that slutty look.

"I'll wait for you for as long as I want."

"Of course, if you want this place to be widely exposed, you can just provoke me." Bei Minglu's voice was smiling, with an irritating and vicious meaning.

"Get up from the bed." Cheng Jialan was laughed angrily, and her tone changed slightly. Seeing the constricted and determined look in the eyes of the man opposite, she couldn't say anything cruel.

On the eve of the video being hung up, Bei Mingfeng said unhurriedly:

"I haven't begged for food today. Remember to bring breakfast to your door. I wouldn't eat it if it wasn't made by you."

......

"Miss, where are you going?" The servant said in shock, the master is still not there, the behavior of the young lady yesterday is outrageous enough, what are you doing now?

Cook by yourself?

Heck.

"It's better for us to come, you just wait." The servant said bitterly, good guy, if the master has to do these things himself, then what's the use of them?

Why are you still robbing them of their jobs?

"Stay here and help me." The corners of Cheng Jialan's lips twitched a few times, her expression a little impatient. Could it be that she really has a system of abuse? ?

Such an exaggerated request, she actually complied...

In 10 minutes, Cheng Jialan finished everything. The vegetable porridge was decorated with a few white and tender shrimps. There were many kinds of side dishes, but the taste was bland.

She remembered that Qin Zeli didn't like heavy food.

"Miss, don't you need to leave now?" The servant who helped was the poor little girl who was threatened by Cheng Jialan before, and he could be regarded as Cheng Jialan's accomplice.

After the voice fell, Cheng Jialan's footsteps stopped lightly.

"What to say, what not to say, you understand."

Maid: "Shivering.jpg."

Lying on his side on the bed, everything here has Cheng Jialan's aura, buried his head deeply in the soft quilt and tried to smell the fragrance, the empty space in Bei Minghuo's heart was finally filled.

Pushing open the door and entering, Cheng Jialan saw the man who seemed to be asleep.

Wiping away the sharpness and bloodiness, he was intoxicated in the relaxed breath, as if he was greedy for something, and seemed to be attracted by something chasing after his soul.

Slowly opening his eyes, a familiar figure came into his eyes, and Bei Mingluo turned over and laid his body flat.

Still not wearing a shirt, his full and firm muscles exuded vigorous strength, and even the breath he exhaled was so domineering, with a strong sense of presence.

"coming?"

The male voice was so charming that Cheng Jialan gritted her teeth for a while, how could she feel...

Does this scene look like she is hiding her beauty in a golden house?