The Little Stalker of the Paranoid Big Guy is Turned Over

"It's hard to say... Can we meet, I'm in the imperial capital now..."

With a bitter smile, Xian Yu made a request to meet.

"Okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time, just to let you see my son."

Wen Meixin agreed, success is also Xiao He and Xiao He is also Xiao He. She once became a gold medal broker because of Xie Ruoqing, and she also fell to the bottom because of Xie Ruoqing.

She was grateful, resentful, and kind-hearted. She couldn't ignore her former friends. If there was anything she could help, she would still be willing to help them.

The two agreed on a time and place to meet. Xianyu hung up the phone and got up from the bathtub. Water dripped from her wet body, and soon a pool of water stains appeared on the wet ground.

Raising her hand and gently wiping away the mist-drenched mirror, she carefully looked at herself in the mirror.

Compared to Xie Ruoqing who she saw in the underworld, she was in much better condition at the moment, but it was just not satisfactory.

The bitterness of the married life made her most proud of the agile eyes disappear, leaving only emptiness and numbness.

Without proper maintenance, a large amount of collagen is lost, and the skin looks dull.

The whole person reveals a sense of vicissitudes after being polished by life, which makes people sigh.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that Xie Ruoqing has an unhappy marriage.

A good marriage will make you live younger and younger, because your husband will dote on you like a child.

And an unfortunate marriage will only consume your youth and vitality in the accumulation of day by day, and in the end there is only a hollow body like a walking dead.

The slender soft weed slowly covered herself in the mirror, and a mocking and weird smile appeared on the corner of Xian Yu's mouth.

Sick Jiaojiao is a character, I wonder if anyone will like it?

At night, Feng Zhe, who had been abroad for more than half a year, could not sleep because of the jet lag.

Resigned and sat up from the bed, he stepped to the bar, poured himself a glass of red wine, and walked to the terrace.

Only after pushing open the balcony door, he caught a glimpse of the new woman who moved in from the next room.

It was already late autumn, but the woman didn't seem to feel the cold. She was wearing only a thin lace nightdress, and most of her body was stunned without any scruples.

There was a touch of scarlet on her fingertips, and the evening wind blew through her black hair and nightdress, and her thin body seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time, and her head fell to the bottom.

Hearing the sound from next door, Xian Yu turned her head lazily and looked at Feng Zhe with empty and numb eyes.

The two were relatively speechless.

Feng Zhe could even see the thin cyan blood vessels on her slightly pale skin, and as the corner of the other's mouth opened, a coquettish and weird smile bloomed.

The deep eyes, like a thousand-year-old cold pool, swaying the confusion and despair after the frenzy, provoking exploration.

She is mature and dangerous, and all her experiences are sealed in her eyes, making it impossible for people to see through, but with a fatal attraction, people can't help but want to explore in depth!

Not rushing to stick to the other person's cold face, Xian Yu slowly retracted her gaze, and took a deep breath with the cigarette between her index finger and middle finger.

Before exhaling the smoke, she played with it in her mouth for a long time before slowly exhaling it.

The smoke was hazy, lingering in the breath, blurred and dangerous.

Feng Zhe has seen many women smoking, but none of them have a smoking posture that smells like her.

The pure white teeth nibbled at the cigarette butt, and the red and beautiful uvula was lightly pressed, and the burnt scarlet cigarette **** slipped and fell into the abyss in an instant, as if she would dissipate with the cigarette butt, which made people tremble.

Sensing that Feng Zhe was still looking at her, Xian Yu slowly turned her head back, glanced at the red wine glass in his hand, grinned, her eyes were full of madness, she lifted the whole bottle on the terrace table Vodka, holding a bottle in his direction.

But without waiting for his response, Zi Gu picked up the whole bottle of vodka and started pouring it.

A large amount of amber liquid slid down the corners of her mouth, across her white neck, along her **** collarbone, and finally submerged in the black lace nightdress.

The neckline was wet, and the beautiful scenery there was faintly visible.

Feng Zhe frowned deeply.

He wanted to look away, but his eyes seemed to be out of the control of his brain. He stared at that place for a moment. It was obviously cold, but he was so hot that even the breath he exhaled was filled with scorching warmth.

The temperature in the air began to rise, making the mouth dry.

Inadvertently, the four eyes meet, and the eyes are blended.

Xian Yu stretched out her bright red tongue and gently licked her wine-stained lips.

The eyes that were opposite to him were glinting and seductive.

The rushing hormones are constantly swaying from the two of them, making people feel the urge to try...

Against the background of the cold moonlight, this new female neighbor looked like a ghost in a painted skin, who would climb into the bed in the middle of the night and **** the spirit.

She is blatantly... seducing him? !

Feng Zhe reacted with hindsight.

It is not that he has never met a woman who is more shameless and has no lower limit than her.

But there has never been a woman who can be like her. Just a look and a move can make his body uncontrollable!

In the ten years since his debut, he has never had any scandals.

The outside world is rumored that he is either **** or cold.

He has not verified his sexual orientation, because no one around him, male or female, can make him feel the urge to be together.

As for frigidity?

Not having **** with anyone, how could he possibly react.

But now...

Instead, he reacted to a woman who was completely unfamiliar.

Suddenly vigilant, Feng Zhe regained his senses, only to realize that the woman had already left silently.

Surprisingly, he glanced downstairs and tutted lightly, feeling that his actions just now were really stupid.

Even if the other party wants to jump off the building, it's none of his business, right?

Licking his lips, he recalled the feeling of slack that seemed to lack oxygen at that moment, glanced at the reaction of the body that had not completely subsided, and frowned again.

He maintained an attitude of keeping a distance from all uncertain unstable factors, and decided that it was better to keep a distance from that inexplicable woman.

After drinking the red wine in the glass, Feng Zhe turned around and entered the room.

The two met again in the elevator the next day.

The moment the elevator door was about to close, the woman's flustered voice sounded, "Wait..."

The voice fell, and a slender hand quickly reached out to the closed elevator door.

Feng Zhe quickly pressed the switch and frowned at the person who came.

"thanks."

After thanking her indifferently, Xian Yu walked into the elevator and quickly gathered her long hair, which had been messed up in a hurry.

The well-cut dress revealed her beautiful figure to the fullest, with light makeup on her face, her hair tangled in a low ball, and the finely curly hair on the side of her ears, which was not messy, making her look dignified and mature.

She was completely different from the decadent and beautiful woman last night.

Just when Feng Zhe was secretly looking at Xianyu, the elevator shook suddenly.

The electric light was like a scene in a ghost movie. It flashed twice and then went black. Before the two could recover from the accident, the elevator suddenly began to fall rapidly.