The Little Midnight Bride

Finally, when the phone rang persistently for the fifth time, his feet moved the head of the bed, every step was filled with frenzied emotions, and his whole nerves were stretched to the limit.Read novels on *Xiao*shuo*.com

It was hard to walk, and even harder to speak.

"Hey?"

This strong man, this strong man, uttered such a cautious tone for the first time, as if he suddenly saw a beautiful soap bubble in front of him, shining in the sun, it was colorful and beautiful, and he really wanted to reach out to touch it, but I dare not stretch out my hand, afraid that if I touch it lightly, it will be broken.

At this moment, he is in the mood of wandering on the edge. [

He raised his whole heart, really wanted... really wanted to hear that voice that came back from his dream at midnight, that delicate and naughty voice, God, was he influenced by his sincerity again?

Yaoyao, is that you?Yaoyao, is that you?

Di Shao clenched his fists and was shaking; his heart was also shaking.

"Smelly girl, you let me go, I have attracted so many people at Starbucks, and you haven't shown up yet, you want to die! Ah! Come here quickly, 10 minutes at most, or you will die , I’ll strangle you if you don’t die!” There was a deafening roar from the other end of the phone.

At that moment, Young Master Di's voice was extremely cold, and it really came from hell: "Who are you?"

The whole body, and even the entire bedroom, were instantly enveloped in a hellish Rakshasa-like air-conditioning.

"Um, I'm looking for Erya, you... who are you?" On the other end of the phone, a certain growling woman suddenly trembled, and the coldness spread from the phone to her, and she suddenly felt like she was in an ice cellar Same.

"Wrong type!" Young Master Di used a lot of strength to say these three words.

Before he died, God made this kind of joke with him, making him walk through the peak and valley of sorrow and joy.

He raised his gun again.

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"..."

Young Master Di simply didn't know whether he wanted to kill the person who made the wrong call or to commit suicide. He almost gritted his teeth, grabbed the phone, and the words he said were trembling: "Wrong call! Don't you understand? Call again Come, let me shoot you down!"

"husband……"