Chapter 1222: He Smiled Evilly and Bit Her Earlobe

Cen Xi searched around but couldn't find where that look came from.

She took a deep breath, and with everyone watching, she expressed her blessings to the Lord and the Queen, and also said some words after receiving the bouquet.

After delivering his speech, Cen Xi found that the sharp gaze seemed to disappear.

She couldn't help but look around and found nothing unusual.

It seemed that she was too suspicious.

…

Dinner.

At the main table, Qiao Yanze lowered his head and asked An Feng, "Who is that girl?"

An Feng looked in the direction Qiao Yanze pointed. At another table, the master and the bride were serving wine to the guests. One of them who stood up was Cen Xi.

An Feng had learned something about Cen Xi from Nan Zhi. She and her sister Xiaoying had completely different temperaments. Without Xiaoying's help, Sihan would not have been able to bring down the prince so quickly.

"She is Xiaoying's sister, the girl Zhizhi told you last time. After she learned what her sister did to you, she felt very sad and sorry. She said that if she saw you, she would I apologize to you personally.”

Qiao Yanze's gloomy and gloomy eyes instantly burst out with a hint of bone-chilling chill and overwhelming hatred.

It turns out that she is Sakura's sister!

No wonder he felt familiar when he saw her gem-like eyes in the desert.

Qiao Yanze's hands placed under the table were clenched into fists unconsciously, and the veins on the backs of his hands were pulsing.

"Yanze, Cen Xi is a good girl. Her sister has been punished as she deserves. You..."

It seemed that he didn't want to hear the name Xiaoying anymore, and even the name of her sister Cen Xi disgusted him to the extreme. He said with cold eyes, "As long as she doesn't provoke me."

An Feng felt sorry for Qiao Yanze when she saw that his temperament had changed drastically after the family change. He seemed to have become a different person.

"Yanze, look forward to everything and don't live in pain and guilt."

Qiao Yanze closed his scarlet eyes. Can he still look forward in this life?

Because of him, the Qiao family's century-old family business was destroyed in one fell swoop, and because of him, his mother committed suicide by jumping off a building.

…

Qiao Yanze hadn't indulged himself in a long time. At Zhizhi's wedding, he got himself drunk.

An Feng tried to persuade him to drink less several times, but He Lianxiao shook his head at her and whispered in his ear, "He feels bitter, let him drink!"

A proud man who grew up with no worries about food and clothing suddenly suffered a huge change in his relationship and family, and fell from heaven to hell. If he had poor psychological quality, he might have collapsed long ago.

But not only did he get rid of the most difficult drug addiction, he was also able to infiltrate the criminal group and work as an undercover agent without fear of life and death. This was not only because of his courage and courage, but also because of the hatred he felt for the criminal group in his heart!

Cen Xi drank a few glasses of wine at the wedding banquet. She fell in love with her face while drinking. Even though she was not drunk, her face was incredibly red.

She covered her face with her hands and went to the bathroom.

After coming out of the bathroom, she walked to the door of the banquet hall and saw Yi Fan helping a drunk man out. The man lowered his head and she couldn't see his face clearly, but his back...

Cen Xi's pupils shrank slightly.

Was she dazzled? Otherwise, why did she think the man's back looked like Mr. Qiaoson?

That night, she was rescued by Interpol and brought back to the capital.

For more than a month, she has been dreaming about the scene in the desert almost every night...

Dreamed that he took off her top and pressed on her body, dreamed that she accidentally touched his lips, dreamed that she and she were riding a horse together, she sat in front of him, and their backs touched each other from time to time His chest...

She didn't know why she was so obsessed with him.

She obviously wanted to find the queen's uncle and atone for her sister's sins, but she had feelings for a man whose identity she didn't even know.

Cen Xi followed the two figures upstairs by mistake.

There was only one room on the top floor, so Nan Zhi gave the room on the top floor to Qiao Yanze.

Qiao Yanze still couldn't restore his identity or reveal his true face. He took a huge risk by attending Nan Zhi's wedding.

He was good to Nan Zhi, and Nan Zhi was good to him.

Now, the only warmth left in his heart belongs only to those closest to him.

…

Cen Xi took advantage of Yi Fan to help Qiao Yanze enter the room without closing the door tightly. She quietly entered the bathroom.

She came out of the bathroom when she heard Yi Fan leaving.

There were no lights on in the room, only the bright moonlight filtered in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. On the large bed, a slender and tall figure lay.

He turned sideways and only his back could be seen.

Cen Xi didn't know why she remembered Mr. Qiaoson's back so clearly. For more than a month, the scene of him riding away on horseback would appear in her mind from time to time.

——Mr. Qiaoson, will we... meet again?

--Won't.

Really not?

But why, when she looked at this man's back now, was it so similar to Mr. Qiaoson's?

Cen Xi bit her lip hard. She couldn't control her legs and walked towards the bed.

She walked around to the other side of the bed, trying to see him clearly through the moonlight. She slowly lay down and moved towards his face.

He must have drank a lot, and there was a strong smell of alcohol on his breath. But it doesn't smell bad.

His face was buried in the quilt, and she reached out her hand and gently pulled the quilt away.

His hair came out, then his forehead...

Just when she was about to see his eyebrows and eyes, her thin wrist was suddenly clasped by a big hand.

The force seemed to crush the bones of her wrist.

Cen Xi whispered, "Mr. Qiaosen..."

Before she finished speaking, she was lifted onto the bed. The man, who was obviously too drunk to wake up, suddenly looked like an awakened lion. He held her hands behind his back and made her half-kneeling on the bed in a humiliating posture. head.

It's him!

It's really Mr. Johnson.

Although she couldn't see his appearance clearly, she could feel the cold temperature between his palms and the cold aura emanating from his body. It was him.

"It's me, Mr. Qiaoson, you saved my life in the desert."

The man looked down at the girl half-kneeling in front of him. Her voice was very thin and soft, like a spring breeze blowing into people's hearts, but the way he looked at her became increasingly cold.

"Are you so looking forward to being fucked by a man?" He leaned over to her ear, his warm breath filling her cochlea, and his feminine voice had an indescribable warmth and evil coldness.

Cen Xi opened her eyes slightly, in disbelief that he said such words to her.

Last time in the desert, although he had seen her upper body, he didn't have the slightest hint of teasing or desire for her.

He is quite calm, or rather aloof.

But now...

She turned around, wanting to look at his white jade-like ear beads, but was bitten hard by his white teeth.

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