Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Don't be passionate on your own, I just don't want you to die early. If you die, what do I hate about, who do I want to report?" Chu Lu seems to find what she is thinking, and interrupted cruelly With all her fantasies, he let her not even have a happy imagination, even if there was such a crazy close contact between them, it was a camera.

Xia Ruoxin's face was a little more transparent. I know. She lowered her head. She knew that was the case. She was still expecting something. Yeah, he just didn't want her to die prematurely.

Chu Li stood up, still looking indifferently at the woman who bowed her head, and then went out. From time to time, when she walked away, it was like the same cold wind. After blowing, it was gone.

Xia Ruoxin clenched his body tightly and put his hand between his lips. This was the second time he kissed her. Even revenge would be achieved. She did not want to be Xia Yixuan's substitute.

Suddenly, she smiled, smiling a bit misty, but no hate on her pale face, but that love was so obvious.

Really love, really love.

Chu Lu stepped out, and stared at her more cruelly when she saw the maid standing at the door.

That woman, only he can torture, others can't.

"You should know what you are doing now, otherwise, I won't let you stay here. I can only be a beggar for a lifetime." His cold voice made the maid's body shrink and tremble, those fantasy The bubbles were instantly frozen into ice residue and shattered to the ground.

His voice is like a wicked spirit from Hell. Don't think he's joking, he Chulu never jokes, and don't doubt his words, he can do them.

He smiled coldly, but when looking at Xia Ruoxin's facade, a more cold hatred flashed in his eyes.

Don't think that the kiss was his distress, and his heart was cold.

He deliberately ignored something special, just thinking crazy about revenge, but when the real revenge came, he ruined her, but he also ruined himself.

The maid's frightened face turned pale, almost rushing into it, grabbing the clothes in Xia Ruoxin's hands, and washing up, she would never dare. This master's eyes can eat people, now she remembered his cold to deep eyes, and her voice was like falling into an ice cellar.

Xia Ruoxin just held his hand up and touched his finger gently on his lips, and apparently there was no trace of the man outside, and he went out again.

She just glanced at the maid who was doing the laundry, her lips didn't move, she walked past her, just walked to her room, if she could, she would rather sleep in the living room, Not willing to sleep in that room.

There is his cruelty and his love there, but the one in love has never been her,

The door was opened, there was no color in it, and it was cold and cold. Only the wedding photo on the wall would bring some anger to this room without half color.

She walked under the exquisite photo and just looked up. What a matching pair, the man is noble and steady, and the woman is cute and beautiful. No matter from appearance or family background, she is so suitable.

"You said that if I had died, would everyone be happy, your father, your mother, your Chulu," she sneered, but her fingers stretched out gently stroking the photo, The woman in the photo is still smiling.