Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

His sudden approach made her startled, her black stone-like pupils grew slowly, her nostrils were trembling slightly, and her small cherry mouth was slightly closed.

He didn't do anything else, he just looked into her eyes coldly with his icy eyes.

Mu Xiaoyan's heart was beating faster and faster, her cheeks were as red and hot as a boiled crab, she nodded slightly, and the restless and nervous emotions collided in her heart, her mind was blank and she had already forgotten the question he just asked The problem.

But Huangpu Xijue didn't see that her series of expressions came from her shyness when she saw him. In his opinion, she was hiding something, and she was afraid that he would expose it after he asked.

"You, why are you crying?" He pinched her chin with his slender fingers, causing her face to rise slightly, so that Mu Xiaoyan, who was already a little lower than Huangfu Xijue, completely looked up at him.

Her shyness was shy again, and even the shame she felt was raised again, and the strange feeling that had just surged up in his heart was completely extinguished. He was just teasing himself, taking pleasure in her pain.

Mu Xiaoyan laughed mockingly, turned her eyes to the side, and suddenly felt a kind of sour water welling up, and her eye sockets were inexplicably moist.

Her tears hadn't gathered yet, but Huangfu Xijue found out that he was so close to her that he could even see every hair on her face and the reflection of her pupils clearly.

"Now, why are you crying?" Huangfu Xijue's finger slid across her face lightly, the cold eyes implied the kindness of admiring beautiful things and the pity of loving beautiful things.

Mu Xiaoyan shook off the hand that was touching her face with one hand, and glanced at the roof obliquely, with a stubborn and unyielding look.

Why did she cry, how did she know?

Asking him why he cried, Huangfu Xijue has asked him many times, but she refused to say a word. If you dare to ask Huangfu Xijue when he was so patient, God knows if he has lost his nerve today. I asked this woman so many times.

"Tell me, why are you crying in the toilet!" Huangfu Xijue pinched her neck fiercely with his hands, his voice was still as comfortable as that, but his tone was ten times tougher.His eyes were fixed on hers, and the already chilling and sharp eyes were even colder and mixed with a strong murderous look.

Mu Xiaoyan's throat tightened, and her eyes were full of fear as if she had seen a ghost. Although she had always been afraid of the man in front of her, she had never been so afraid like this. He was Satan, and his voice seemed to be a ferocious call from hell. Her body couldn't help shaking.

"You..." He gripped Mu Xiaoyan's neck tightly in his hands, and the voice came out with difficulty from his lips and teeth.

She knew that he was teasing her, all the time, but for some reason, he wanted to kill her again now.

Mu Xiaoyan also stared at him firmly. Although she was afraid of him, she hated his unreasonable troubles even more. How could he treat herself like this for no reason.

The time had lasted for half a minute. Mu Xiaoyan's face had already shown ferocity. Her arm wanted to break his arm, but her body became weaker and weaker than she could do.

In fact, he regretted it the moment he grabbed her neck with his palm, but when he wanted to let go of her, he was caught by her unyielding eyes. His arrogance did not allow him to Bow his head in front of anyone, he will never spare her first unless her sharp light disappears.