The Little Midnight Bride

"Why run away?"

His piercing black eyes stared at her, and when she heard this, her heart trembled suddenly. (Fiction Network)

He was a little happy to meet him again after 12 years, but the joy was only for a moment, and then turned into deeper anger.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir, can your actions not be so rude?" Gu Xiaoyao tried her best to ignore the cold aura surrounding her, and secretly scolded this kid for his great discrimination ability, so he actually looked at her with a single glance. clear.

Feeling that a big piece of her scalp was about to be torn off, she was so painful that she didn't even dare to blink her eyes, but Emperor Yan didn't intend to let go at all, he frowned at her, exploring the true thoughts in her heart. [

"Sir, have you always been this rude to women?"

She was forced to raise her head, and she lost a lot in height alone, but Gu Xiaoyao didn't want to expose her true strength in front of Emperor Yan, so her current posture made her quite aggrieved.

In her heart, she was super upset, and really wanted to attack his lower body, but she didn't want to take risks for the time being.

Yan Di watched her frowning more and more, and finally let go of his left hand that was holding her hair softly.

She stood up with a whoosh, pulled the bath towel to wrap her graceful body neatly, sucked her little nose, and had already made up her mind that she would admit that she knew him.

"Gu, Xiao, Yao." He tugged on his tie, and unbuttoned the two rows of buttons on the cuffs of his white shirt.

The expression of the whole person, under the illumination of the chandelier, did not see a trace of softness.

In the depths of the eyes, there is a thick fire.

One word, one word, pronounce her name.

That inadvertently arrogant tone fully revealed his self-important nature that he had cultivated over the years.

A strong sense of oppression hit Gu Xiaoyao wave after wave.

She took a deep breath, but pretended not to respond, and wrapped herself in a bath towel calmly.

No one dared to be so calm under Yan Emperor's powerful arrogance!

Emperor Yan's expression twisted.

He turned in front of her, pinched her slender jaw, forced her to raise it slightly, and then met her eyes.

Just like meeting her for the first time, staring at her slightly frowning brows due to the pain, his cold voice came again: "Gu Xiaoyao, I'm Emperor Yan?"

"Sir, are you calling me? I'm not Gu Xiaoyao, I'm Wen Bixia." Gu Xiaoyao found that his ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open was getting better and better, and he couldn't even make up a random name. Blink.