Heartthrob Dressed as a Bitter Gourd Alpha [female A male O]

Chapter 72

Chapter 72 072

    Under the pouring rain, Meng Ling was holding an umbrella. She was wearing a light yellow chiffon shirt today, and her skin was too fair.

    A pair of almond-sized eyes were pitch black, and the sparkling anger inside rushed to his face.

    Xie Nuocheng bent down and didn't look anywhere else.

    Facing the aggressive black eyes of the female alpha, a hole was suddenly torn in the heart.

    Meng Ling was angry, and this strong and real anger was because of him!

    No one understood better than Xie Nuocheng what the aggressive anger of this woman Meng Ling meant.

    Means she maybe.

    possible.

    She cared a little bit about him.

    Xie Nuocheng knew the real Meng Ling who did not hide his personality period.

    A year ago, when she found out he was cheating. She was able to design a death escape lightly, that day, her eyes were calm and calm.

    A month ago, the day she tore apart her beliefs on Trash Star, he could only see the hysterical silence on her face.

    According to Meng Ling's rules, no one can make her express her strong emotions on the surface.

    But today...

    the moment she crazily insulted him, Xie Nuocheng realized that perhaps he was different.

    He couldn't control the upward curve of his lips.

    No one insulted him for standing up straight and in pain.

    She was the first and only one who laughed at him.

    All his perseverance collapsed easily at such a moment.

    Xie Nuocheng was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Meng Ling's weak and boneless but extremely strong onion root with his backhand, and with the strength of her hand, pressed half of his body on her.

    Peach blossom eyes bent, and he called her in a low voice: "Meng Ling."

    Meng Ling:?

    Xie Nuocheng's voice was very soft: "I only have a little pain." The

    man put his chin on the top of her head, and his voice was covered with an unnatural hoarseness.

    "I didn't lie to you this time."

    Unexpectedly, the man could easily bow his head to show weakness. Meng Ling had just lost his temper, and the anger in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows had not completely dissipated, and his expression froze.

    For a moment, he didn't know what kind of crooked thoughts he was thinking about in his head, neither scolding nor beating.

    She looked away resignedly to her fate, restrained the strength in her eyes, and didn't want to spend too much time with him at the moment.

    Hold down the man's elbow, without saying a word, stuff him into the thunder car that Qian Bobo drove over.

    Xie Nuocheng's eyes flashed a soft color, and he didn't continue to resist.

    Silently, he moved into the car to make room for Meng Ling.

    His hands were bleeding and dripping, and he was forced to lift them up halfway, with his fingers together, and the blood beads rolled down the pads of his fingers, which looked shocking.