Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Nuan Ya left the bar and stood at the door of the bar. The sparse neon lights flickered in the night, and the sparse traces of people walked slowly, her heart could not help but rise.

She did not expect that this would be the case with Ning Yuya.

Ning Yuya's charming and exquisite make-up looks hide what kind of depraved and dirty soul she has at first glance.

This was the thing she was most familiar with in the last life, so was she, and so was the person she was mingling with.

You can find it by soaking it.

Ning Yuya's three-year foreign career does not seem to be so good.

It also seems that her destiny trajectory has completely changed, and she is walking up the road of her lifetime.

For a while, her inner taste was mixed.

At the same time, her heart was also terrified. Ning Yuya's experience today is like herself of the previous life.

She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if it was God's will.

If this is God's providence, then ... how should she be a rebirth outside the rules of the world in the face of such a brilliant sky?

She could not help but snoring. Since returning from the rebirth, she hated Xia Ruya and Ning Shuqian, and wished to kill them. She had Si Yizhen and wanted to solve them.

But she didn't dare, nor could she!

She did n’t know why she was born again. Such a mysterious and sacred thing has so far been remembered as a dream. Such an unknown thing seems calm and she is trying to grasp her destiny, but she is very clear. From the moment of rebirth, Her fate was not completely in her control.

She thought of a rebirth movie in country M. The heroine of the movie was lucky enough to be born again after suffering misfortune. He regarded his rebirth as a gift of God and himself as the darling of God. He followed the trajectory of the previous life and was unscrupulous Life, finally went to disaster.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is especially clear and beautiful in the quiet and dark night.

Wen Xinya shakes away the inexplicable thoughts in her head and picks up the phone.

Si Yiming's quiet voice came from the other side of the phone: "Are you asleep?"

The Wen Xinya voice was soft: "Not yet!"

Si Yizhang listened to the movement over the phone: "Do you have a car sound over there, is it outside?"

His eyes subconsciously looked towards the wall clock. It was nine o'clock in the evening. Beijing is a very stylish city. At about nine o'clock, activities at night began to calm down and the streets would become quiet. .

Wen Xinya looking at the road not far away, and sure enough to see a car passing by from time to time: "Well! Ning Yu Ya asked me to meet, I just prepared to return to the college."

Si Yiming's beautiful Mei Feng said lightly: "What's wrong with her looking for you at such a big night?"

Wen Xinya about the previous thing in the bar.

Si Yi's bland face, under the illumination of the crystal lamp, looked dazzling and stern, "Ning Yuya's method of dealing with you has become so omnipotent that you must be more cautious in the future."

Wen Xinya nodded: "I know, I have never underestimated Ning Yuya. She was the towing oil bottle that Ning Shuqian brought to the Wen family. Since she was a child, she knows to please Wen Haowen and make herself better in the Wen family. In order to please Wen Haowen, she was greeted and flattered, and even involuntarily learned to imitate Wen Haowen. She learned about Wen Haowen's moodiness and yin and viciousness, but she was more intelligent than Wen Haowen. "

Ning Yuya of the last life was one of the murderers who lived her into the abyss.

Seeing that she had a sense of mind, Si whispered, "It's over nine o'clock. There are no more people on the street. Where are you, shall I pick you up?"

Wenhua Ya quickly said: "No, I'm near the college, only a street away from the college."

"Since it's okay, then go back quickly! You, a girl, and a person at night are swaying outside. It's not safe. There has been some uneasiness in the capital recently." Si Yizhen looked at the TV news report, and several incidents have occurred in the capital recently. In the robbery case, most of the robbed were rich ladies with rich wealth. Most of the robbed were valuables such as hand-cash.

"Well" in the heart of Wen Xinya heart!

I was about to hang up, and suddenly I heard Si Yijun whispering: "Wen Xinya, I miss you!"

The smile on the Wen Xinya lips turned away, with a sweet meaning: "Me too!"

Si Yizhen's voice became a little hoarse: "Wen Xinya, read the" Guanyin Heart Sutra "to me!"

He has not heard this Guanyin Heart Sutra for a long time, and now he is in deep desire. In the mire of hope, there is no way to set aside. The deeper you sink, the more you want to be redeemed.

A warm and low "um" sounded.

"Viewing the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, the depth of the line is as long as the paramita ... the color is not empty, the empty is not different, the color is empty, the empty is color. It is the emptiness of the Dharma. It ’s clean and it does n’t increase. It ’s because the sky is colorless and unconscious. ”

The Wen Xinya voice, clear and translucent, sings like a light chant and sings like a Brahman.

Si Yizhen's eyes were stained with black, and he closed his eyes slowly, but his slightly heavy breathing revealed his emotions at this time.

After reading a Guanyin Heart Sutra, Wen Xinya felt the silence over the phone.

"Read it again."

The concise and short voice, with strange emotions, seems to be dark and turbulent, Wen Xinya, can't help but feel dry and restless, holding the hand of the mobile phone tightly, even the heart can't help shaking.

Nuan Ya was thinking, while holding the phone firmly to her ear, listening to the movement there, his breath was charming, the breath was cloudy, and the sound occasionally made from the throat was thick and long, like a hole in the beast. It is wild, husky and faint.

What is Si Yizheng doing?

She didn't dare think about it, but his mind was already printed in his mind.

Fourth, fifth ...

Everything moving over there is finally calm.

Warm and sighed a long sigh of relief, sweating from the tense palms, crying lowly: "Si Yiji ..."

"Yeah!" The lazy voice was soft and charming, with a fascinating beauty.

Wen Xinya for a while, shy and annoyed, but did not know what to say.

Si Yi also said: "Do you think I am nasty? Uh?"

Even he felt this way. At night, when the night was quiet, I always missed her and wanted to hear her voice, but when I heard her soft voice, I felt like a feather scratched in my heart twice, saying no The itch I felt wanted to suppress the thoughts in her heart and let her read the Sutra of the Heart, but in her mind, she thought of her tenderness and tenderness as if crying, and the chanting of the Brahma chanted as if she wanted to sing.

Then, they were out of control.

Wen Xinya opened her mouth, and for a while did not know how to open her teeth.

Si Yizhen's voice with a thin sense of ruthlessness: "Wen Xinya, to you ... I have never concealed my desires and desires, to you ... I want to do everything, and dare to do anything."

Wen Ya was speechless, but her lips slowly smiled.

Si Yi also smiled lowly, and then returned low: "Wen Xinya, blasphemy, I think I will never be born in my life."

She listened to the beeping sound in her ears. Her heart was full of mixed emotions. She could n’t tell, the way was unclear, but she was so full that she could n’t let it go. She took a cell phone and sent a message to Si Yiyu. "Good night, I love you!"