The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

"Yes, of course I do!"

The man took away the chopsticks, but when the chopsticks left, Liu Huanjiao's half of bacon was clearly sandwiched on it.

Throwing it in his mouth, chewing, he smiled happily, "I don't know why, sister-in-law, the bacon is so delicious..."

"Could it be that other people's things are always better than yours?" The man, Liu Huanjiao's uncle, Qin Yening, raised her eyebrows seductively this time and asked: "Sister-in-law, you Say yes?"

This is not the first time.

In the memory of the original owner, her cheap uncle has always been stubborn and can say anything. Before today, he had molested the original owner countless times.

So just when Liu Huanjiao ignored him, he said that he didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Liu Huanjiao is not the original owner, she will not be shy, will not be angry, she will only do one thing.

I picked up the uneaten bacon from the opposite man’s plate and stuffed it into his mouth. After eating, he licked the corner of his mouth and nodded in satisfaction: “Well, the things on other people’s plates are indeed better than their own.”

Qin Yening was stunned, half-tied, and suddenly laughed so hard that tears came out, but his eyes were filled with inexplicable gloom.

It seems that a mass of mudweed in the dark swamp belongs to death and the night. It is silent...When you look at it, it also looks at you.

You are thinking about how to save it, but it is thinking about how to pull you down, dance with it in suffocation, and then disappear into the swamp with its partner.

Liu Huanjiao saw such a look for the first time.

But she didn't want to delve into it, so she took it back in just a moment.

This kind of thing is too dangerous! It's like poison, there is no turning back after contamination.

"Have a meal."

Liu Huanjiao seemed to be talking to Qin Yening, and also seemed to be talking to herself, and then it was a quiet but very depressing meal time.

After eating, Liu Huanjiao didn't immediately return to the room to accept the plot.

The original owner has a cold and is weak. If she lay on the bed immediately, she would definitely not be able to lie down.

So Liu Huanjiao went out from the door of the living room and planned to walk around the garden outside.

The temperature today is indeed very high. It is necessary to go out less and beware of heat stroke.

But at 8 o'clock in the morning, although the sun has come out, it is not hot enough.

On the contrary, it fell on Liu Huanjiao, who felt her body chill, and it was warm.

Taking some imaginary steps, Liu Huanjiao walked on the lawn outside the villa. Behind, in a large rose garden, he saw the neurotic man.

Qin Yening.

He is playing with roses, sprinkling water and pruning branches, which is very inconsistent with his identity.

Cautiously, it is not in line with his character.

But I have to say that in the beautiful rose flower, standing such a man who is enough to be called an evildoer is very pleasing to the eye.

If, that man did not do the next behavior.

A pair of hands that are white and pure, like the first snow in a winter night, quietly and elegantly, sprinkled on this land.

Slowly, like a baby born, holding the blooming, delicate rose flower with reverence, joy, and love.

Then, slowly gather one by one fingers and crush them!

Countless petals were touched and fell, but more were destroyed in the hands of the first snow.

Some juice oozes from the slender and beautiful fingers.

His smile was blurred and crazy.

The rich, gorgeous fragrance quickly dissipated into the air.

Floating into Liu Huanjiao's nose.

It was like an extremely luxurious and corrupt banquet.

"Boom!"

When that firework bloomed in the sky, it also bloomed in her mind!

This is a lunatic!

Liu Huanjiao did not hesitate to label this beautiful, but devil-like man!

madman!