drink snow and ice

This was not her original plan, or she had softened her heart.

He Xueyan always thought that she had cultivated a heart of stone, and had learned long ago that she would not be kind to anyone.

But she changed her way. Originally, she should have coaxed Chu Yuanyuan to climb into the old man's bed, paving the way for her with her body, just like coaxing Xu Zhiyu, and cheating Zhang Min. She did such a thing many years.

Easy to drive.

What's so special about that girl?

In fact, no, she is not as good-looking as Xu Zhiyu, and her mobility is not as high as Zhang Min, so she is very easy to deceive.

Gogou fingered her and she became dizzy, like a little puppy who has never seen the world, her eyes are wet, and when she sees her from afar, she starts to wag her tail.

But he was so cowardly, he wanted her to touch him, but he was afraid of getting hurt, so he bit his tail and nestled in the shadows, looking at He Xueyan with a look of horror and expectation.

He Xueyan likes harmless children. Everyone around her thinks he is her savior, and anyone with a little skill wants to play with her.

And she just wants to mess with people.

She thought that such superficial likes and dislikes would not affect her judgment, but she did something stupid after all.

After coming out of the police station, He Xueyan sat on a bench in the park and smoked. She was not addicted to cigarettes, but just confused. She couldn't understand that she had made such a radical choice. Among the original options, He Xueyan should have been fighting endlessly with the three members of the Zhang family. , Biting each other, don't even think about one.

When I looked up, the sky in a corner of the park was very beautiful, the autumn colors and the evening scenery complement each other, the fiery red maple leaves, and the setting sun like blood.

She suddenly thought of her father, that half-baked history teacher.

He is a kind father who is soft to the point of being weak. He has been squeezed by her mother all his life. He will be scolded for too little salary, and he will be scolded for not cooking at home.

She has been submissive all her life, but killed her on the day of her wedding because she doesn't drink Zhang Chaojing's wine, keeps her back straight, and doesn't even look at the Zhang family.

She couldn't restrain herself from telling that timid and money-greedy girl: "I'm just...a little tired."

It's really tiring. After such a long seven years, she was originally just a child who was afraid of being hurt.

When He Xueyan came home, the living room was filled with smoke and choking, Zhang Chao sat motionless in the wheelchair, his eyes were frighteningly dark.

She turned on the light with a snap, and the light instantly illuminated Zhang Chao's gloomy face.

"Is it you?" The man asked her, his voice gradually raised: "Is it you?"

Zhang Yimin beat him countless times and told him to take good care of his wife, but he didn't take it seriously. He Xueyan had long been out of touch with society, and she was locked up beside him before she finished college.

A 19-year-old girl, in the eyes of the 29-year-old him, although she was beautiful enough, was naive and silly enough to ask him for help.

He Xueyan didn't answer, her face was very pale, and her expression was a little tired, only her eyes were bright with a cold light.

As in the past, she walked up to Zhang Min and squatted down, putting her head on his lap softly.

His wife has the most beautiful face, and seven years have allowed her to grow from a delicate and soft flower bone to a frosty rose covered with thorns.

Her hair was soft, cool and slippery, and fell like a waterfall as she knelt down.

Zhang Chao tremblingly placed his hand on the top of her hair, his other hand trembled even more, almost to the point of convulsions, frantically trying to take out the cigarette case from his arms.

He Xueyan's movements were faster than his. She straightened up and took out the crumpled cigarette case from his breast pocket, which contained the last two cigarettes.

One of them was put into Zhang Chao's mouth, and the other was held in her mouth.

With a "pop", the lighter was switched on, and a little flame was held close to her delicate and beautiful face by Yubai's palm.

The firelight cast an orange red on her face, and her petal-like lips were dyed delicately.

He Xueyan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and a little smoke escaped from the corner of her mouth.

The cold fragrance was overwhelming, and the lust suddenly became very strong. His wife approached with her eyelashes drooping slightly, biting a sparkling cigarette.

With the light touch of the two cigarettes, sparks spread, Zhang Chao's fingers on the wheelchair contracted slightly, his body shook, and his pupils shrank dramatically.

The smoky beauty smiled slightly, she tilted her head, her long hair slipped from her shoulders: "You all deserve to go to hell."

The smile is beautiful, but the eyes are cold: "Isn't it?"

Zhang Chao's expression changed drastically, he grabbed He Xueyan's hair violently, and forced her to look up.

The pain didn't make her expression grim, she remained calm: "Didn't you say that for me, you can even give up your life?"

He closed his eyes, and quickly opened them again: "That's the love between you and me." Zhang Chao shook his head: "You shouldn't involve other people."

His wife laughed briefly and lightly, and said, "Bah! Who wants to marry you."

Zhang Chao's face darkened completely in an instant, he took a long breath, let go of He Xueyan, controlled the wheelchair and turned around without looking at her.

"come in."

Two strong men rushed in, one grabbed He Xueyan's shoulder, and the other held a black box.

"Do you know what this is?" Zhang Chao took out the tiny needle inside, the liquid in the needle was a viscous and disgusting peach pink, and the man's eyes froze: "This is a strong drug newly developed by foreign countries."

His expression was a little pitiful: "How good have I been to you? It's been so many years, except for the first time I was reluctant to give you medicine."

He Xueyan didn't struggle, she lowered her head and watched Zhang Chao very quietly injecting the medicine into her veins.

The effect of the medicine was very strong, her face turned red like blood when she raised her head, and the hot tide surged while she exhaled, but she still seemed unmoved: "Is this what you are capable of?"

"Throw her in the bathroom." Zhang Chao drove the wheelchair and followed the bodyguards to the bathroom.

The two bodyguards had already left, only He Xueyan curled up on the tiled floor with wet hair, hugging her knees with an indifferent expression.

Her head was tilted slightly against the wall, her arms were loosely wrapped around her knees, probably only He Xueyan knew how difficult it was to maintain such a calm, her mind was burning hot, full of pornographic fantasies.

Zhang Chao untied the belt, put his hands trembling slightly on his lap, and then slowly tightened them: "Come to me." He smiled a little: "Besides me, who else can afford you?"

In reply, his little wife gave him a cold, stubborn look.

Zhang Chao laughed again, the woman in front of him was no longer the crying little girl locked in the darkroom.

But, what does that matter.