Young Master's Love Trap

Chapter 292 What kind of person are you (1)

But as soon as the arms tightened, the whole person was pulled back and bumped into an embrace. As soon as his head was raised, his breath was taken away by the pressed lips.

Suddenly, his lips were bitten hard, blood slowly overflowed, and the tip of his tongue tasted a strong fishy smell.

Only then did Xia Zihao let her go with satisfaction, looked at the wound on her lip, and said in a low voice, "Many people will never recover, my young master told you to think about others."

"you."

Yu Yuanyuan turned around and left angrily.Xia Zihao is Xia Zihao, and he will never suffer.It's really unchanging.

In a fit of anger, she didn't want to stay here anymore, hurried back to her room to pack a few clothes, and walked out of the summer house.

It was pitch black outside, but Yu Yuanyuan was happy in her heart.

It was the first time to win freedom in the hands of Xia Zihao, an unprecedented joy, although there was an element of letting go, but it was barely a victory.

Under the moonlight, a black Mercedes was parked at the door, and there was a person sitting in the car.

There was an expected smile on his lips.

Yu Yuanyuan needn't be surprised, she is surrounded by people like this, and her heart capacity has long been infinitely strong.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yu Yuanyuan just asked indifferently: "You already knew that I would come out tonight?"

"I can't go wrong with the person I like." Jun Tao's voice was very soft, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Actually, I'm curious, what kind of person are you?" Yu Yuanyuan looked sideways at Jun Tao who was driving, and the doubts in her heart continued to expand.

Can't help but ask the export.

The car stopped suddenly on the side of the road, and the brakes made a harsh sound on the ground.

Yu Yuanyuan also moved forward due to inertia, but was pulled back by the seat belt, "What's wrong?"

Jun Tao approached her quickly, "Then what kind of person do you think I am?"

The face is so close, so close that you can see the pores on his face, the skin looks a little transparent under the moonlight, and the breath slowly surrounds it.

Yu Yuanyuan couldn't help but want to back away. She didn't become immune to this face that she had liked for so many years.

"Just don't know."

"Then what do you want me to be like?" Jun Tao didn't care, and continued to ask, and continued to lean towards her.

(End of this chapter)