Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Hemer looked at the three men with interest. Dressing up is not a formal dress for an audience, but the material is not ordinary. On the contrary, from the style, it is not affordable for ordinary people. Combined with the place where I stand now, it is just a rich area. It seems that my family has a strong foundation.

But he was just a businessman.

After a glance at the lady on her knees, hoping to bury her face in the ground, and her husband, who had been hanged and despairing, hemer looked away from her eyes without expression.

A businessman is a duckweed without a basis.

Even political guests can not compare, but mole ants.

Kneeling on the ground, his eyes are not willing to be honest, it seems that there is no tutor at all.

He didn't want to see Leng Yi's face flushed and his eyes glistening. He was about to turn around, but his steps were sure.

This moment, he seems to find that there is a person, from the beginning to the end, has been standing in place, looking at him quietly. That look.

Different from women to see men's coyness, also did not see others kneel down in panic, not to mention the flattery of his identity, everything is like a layer of gauze, smoke curling, cold light.

This woman

Leng Chao kneels on the ground. If she just saw Leng Yizhen's performance, he would like to push her home and refuse to let her go out from the beginning. Now she looks up at Leng Yiyao, who stands still in the same place, and even dares to face Leng Yiyao with the marshal in front of him. She has torn her heart in her heart!

Both of them are so worried. Are all the books in the dog's stomach!

A pair of eyes glared at each other behind her back. Leng Yiyao said that there was no pressure at all. Instead, she hooked the corner of her lips and slowly looked at the man in front of her.

This man, too much in appearance, looks like a mortal at sunset.

The five facial features are carved by the God himself. He is exquisite everywhere and can't be moved. The breath of his whole body is the most thrilling.

Looking at his pupils reflected himself, it was like looking at his every move in the mirror of a black Zhuo stone.

With such a pair of eyes, everything is not too good, as if everything in the world can not leave a trace in his eyes. It can be seen that the coldness is extreme. But this is not the key.

Leng Yiyao gently moved the tip of his nose and slowly took a breath. For a long time, he turned his head to him and gave him a gentle smile.

She knew that this man had the flavor that she had been familiar with for several years, and her blood was boiling with the determination of killing from his bones.

The blood smell, whether it was on his hands or what she had seen in her last life, was probably much more than all the people standing and kneeling together.

He and she are actually the same kind of people.

It has nothing to do with other people's ideas, ignores worldly opinions, only looks at the results, only pays attention to the results, even if for this reason, it will be eliminated.

Slowly drooping her eyes, she took a look at the dismal and ugly faces of the next door neighbor in the flower house, and laughed bored.

How can a king rest in his bed? If you dare to stare at the arms business, you will be able to cast a chill in the fire.

Since there is no Hukou's determination and ability to snatch food, he can only accept his life and hand over all his life to others.

Hemer has been looking at her, and she has never missed the examination in her eyes and the indifference to her neighbors. However, the cold-blooded ruthlessness behind her accurate judgment of the world's affairs still makes him pick a little eyebrow.

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he had a calm look and a meandering posture. The most surprising thing was that there was a light in her eyes, but what was hidden in the light, even he could not distinguish for a moment.

When can businessmen raise such daughters?