Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Zhang Yimin and Chen? OK, good, they just pay for what they say.

Many things, with the beginning, there will be a process, and with the process, then there will be a result, and such a result may bring an unimaginable accident to his life, which is also impossible for him to predict of. Chu law is human, after all, not God.

It was still the artificial garden, and it seemed that there was really the breath of the woman. His black eyes froze. She had been here, so she saw everything just now.

"SHIT!" He whispered suddenly, and plucked his own hair. He just intentionally left her there, but he did not expect that in this world, someone would really have the idea of ​​hitting his Chulu woman, But now, the woman just played him missing, she was retaliating or protesting.

His hand on his short hair was clenched again, and he strode out. He could convince himself not to care about her, but he couldn't help his feet.

Sitting in the car, he looked out from time to time, Xia Ruoxin, you **** woman, she knows what she did, so she ran out silently to make him less likely to get a contract and make less money, Does she think this is an ordinary reception?

The car was moving very slowly, and with time getting late, his heart had a fear that he could n’t say. Where did she go to obey, and where was her patience, did she not know what she was wearing? How dangerous is that dress?

She was not afraid of being raped and killed first. Thinking of this, his hand that clenched the steering wheel was gripped hard, and even the knuckles appeared a scary white, which was a finger with clear bones. The more rampant.

A beam of light hit the front, and the occasional luster belonging to the dress fell into his eyes. The car came to a halt, he stopped the car, walked down in stride, and his whole body was full of unstoppable anger. This woman, he wants to kill her, he must kill her.

But when he saw how she looked like at this time, his anger flew strangely, leaving nothing but a strange soreness.

Xia Ruoxin held his body tightly, curled up on a bench, and his legs were coldly folded together, under the street lamp, the woman's face was pale and pitiful, and the long eyelashes seemed to be slightly wet .

"Xia ..." Chu Li stretched out her hand and put it in the air, but at last she just squatted beside her and put her hand on her face, but felt an unusual temperature.

"Stupid woman, you have a fever," not anger, nor hate, but sigh, or even incompetence.

His hand was on her forehead again, and the temperature to which it came was indeed.

Fever.

"Xia Ruoxin, Xia Ruoxin ..." Chu Lu patted her face with a force that was so soft that he couldn't even think of it. If it had been before, he would leave without regard to her life or death, but now he can't bear it .

Because he hadn't retaliated enough yet, and his heart finally began to struggle.

"Xia Ruoxin, you wake me up, and if you don't wake up, I will throw you out to feed the wolf."

"There is no zoo here ..." Xia Ruoxin just shook her long eyelashes, possibly unconsciously, and finally heard him, but her answer was that Chu Lu's hand was almost put on her neck. on.