Chapter 165: Angry kiss (1)

Chapter 165 Angry Kiss (1)
"Shi Zi." Murong Xue's mouth curled up with a shallow smile, turned and wanted to run to Ouyang Shaohao.
At night, Xiao Yi’s eyes glanced at her wrist and pulled her back. The big hand was tight, the bones were slightly white, and the veins on the back of the hand were prominent.
Murong Xue’s wrist was pinched like a quick break, and she was hurting. She frowned and slammed the back of the night, and screamed:
Let go! Let go!

The night is not clear, and the hand is tighter...
"Night and dust, let go of her!" Ouyang Shaosheng ordered coldly, step by step slowly came over, high heaven and cold like a cold momentum with strong pressure, pressed people almost breathless.
The night of the dust does not care, coldly looked at him: "Ouyang Shaohao, she is the king's fiancee!"
"You have already dismissed the marriage contract many days ago. Jing Wangye is really a noble person to forget things." Ouyang Shaohao said coldly, in the face of Murong Xue, she stretched her small waist, such as jade palm A lightning-like wrist that hits the night.
At night, the eyes of the dust glimpse, the subconscious evasive, loosened the hand of Murong Xue.
Ouyang Shaohao naturally took Murong Xue into her arms and embraced her and turned to walk forward.
The night of the dust looked at the empty palms, sharp eyes slammed up, and the body shape turned, and in the moment came to Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue, blocking their way: "Ouyang Shaohao, you can go, but Murong Xue must stay."
"Why?" Ouyang Shaoyan looked at him coldly, his eyes deep and deep like a pool.
The night is dusty and cold, and blurted out: "Just like this king likes snow..."
Ouyang Shaohao disdain and laughed: "Isn't Jing Wang liked the Princess of Mobei? How did it become a snow? Jing Wangye was in the beginning to discuss the joy of Qin Yuyan, a bad thing for Cher, the civil and military officials of Beijing. Who knows no one in the civilian population? Who knows no one? Jing Wang’s nobles are more forgotten, do you need a reminder of this world?

At night, there was a glimpse of the dust, and Murong Xue’s heavy sufferings were caused by him. The sharp eyes were full of strange looks:
Snow, sorry!

"Is sorry to say it now, what's the point?" Ouyang Shaohao looked at him with an eyebrow. The eyebrows were full of ridicule: things have already happened, saying that I am sorry, I can't save anything.
"Snow can forgive me?" Night Yichen looked at Murong Xue, and the bottom of the sill flashed and looked forward.
Murong Xue looked at him coldly, and he was unceremonious: "We are just strangers who know each other. I don't forgive you. What is the relationship?"
At night, the corner of the dusty corner bends a bitter smile: "Do you hate me?"
He has done so many bad things to her, she hates him is also appropriate.
"I don't hate you, I don't want to forgive you. In the future, you don't want to appear in front of me anymore. I don't want to see you again!" Murong Xue dropped the sentence coldly and turned to look at Ouyang Shaohao: "It is not early. Let's go."
"Good!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded, swaying her small waist, swaying and swaying over the night, striding forward, and the wind rushing to his clear reminder: "Qin Yuyan was seriously injured. Since Jing Wang Ye likes her so much, go back and take care of her earlier. Don’t play outside again..."
The night is dusty and blue, Ouyang Shaoming knows that he likes Murong Xue, but also deliberately reminds him that Qin Yuyan is seriously injured, let him go back to take care, clearly taunting him!
Cher was his fiancee, and he should have been his future wife. He will never let go. As for Qin Yuyan, he will properly handle it...
Ouyang Shaohao took Murong Xue to turn the corner and embarked on another street, which will be far away from the night!
This street is also quiet, not half-personal shadows, Ouyang Shaohao's face instantly sinks, suddenly loosened Murong Xue, alone, striding forward.
Murong Xue’s incomprehensible frown, chasing him up quickly, pulling his sleeves and saying: "Shizi, what happened to you?"
"Deep in the middle of the night, you are not in the room to rest, run to the street, and chat with the night ignited?" Ouyang night screamed and asked, suddenly turned to look at her, screaming at the bottom of the anger.
Murong Xue sighed, low: "How can I chat with the night, I was deceived..."
"Being fooled into the street, and night Yi Chen Qingqing I am?" Night Yi Chen raised her eyebrows and looked at her, obviously not convinced her words.
Murong Xueyu’s ignited raging anger:
Who is the night and the dust is clear? I am holding my wrist, I am ready to open him, but he has deep internal strength, I have not earned it for a while...

"Is it?" Ouyang Shaoxi squinted at her and sneered: "If I didn't come here, you would be with him and I wouldn't be separated tonight..."
"Stop, how can I be that kind of person!" Murong Xue snapped his words, hated him with hatred, and slammed at the end.
"No? When the son of the world came there, you are holding together intimately..." Ouyang Shaohao said in a word, the bottom of the cold man swept: the hand that saw the night dust on her At the moment of the waist, he could not wait to cut all the hands of the night dust...
"I was kicking him, accidentally slipping, which is the intimate cuddle with him, where did your eyes go?" Murong Xue retorted without anger, glaring at him.
Ouyang Shaoxuan sees innocent, cold and cold: "There are no long eyes in this world, and you all see that you are close and close..."
"You...you are simply unreasonable!" Murong Xue screamed at Ouyang Shaohao, she was obviously refusing to approach the night, and when she arrived at Ouyang Shaohao, she became a nightmare between her and the night. The relationship is pleasing, no matter how she explains it, he refuses to believe: "I am too lazy to explain to you..."
"I see you have nothing to say!" Ouyang Shaohao looked at Murong Xue, the dark eyes of the eyes chilled, the sound of Qing Yue is like broken snow.
Murong Xue was extremely angry and laughed. He hated the Ouyang Shaohao: "Yes, I will be caught in the night, I have nothing to say, are you satisfied?"
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes glanced, and the dark eyes flashed with dangerous light:
Do you really like the night dust?

"My business, I won't be able to ask you." Murong Xue did not put a good breath on this sentence, turned around, and did not go back to the big step forward: she spent all her efforts. Escaped from the dead group, met the night dust, but also very blocked.
It’s hard to see Ouyang Shaohao. He not only did not comfort her, but also questioned her inexplicably, quarreling with her, really mad at her, she didn’t want to stay here anymore...
Looking at her figure walking quickly, Ouyang Shaoyan blackstone-like eyes condensed a storm, and her body shape, like a white cloud, suddenly came to Murong Xue, took her small waist and pushed her into In her arms, her thin lips were printed on her pink lips...
(End of this chapter)