Chapter 8 Like an Angel

The sunlight was refracted through the glass of the window behind Yan Bai, and the whole person seemed to have crossed a layer of golden halo, looking pure and beautiful, with soft black hair draped around his waist, wearing a thin white nightdress, and the originally dark pupils, because of the sun, crossed a circle of golden light lines, holy and flawless, like an angel.

The skin is as transparent and bright as jade, the girl's eyes are ignorant, innocent, innocent, innocent, and the temperament is clean and surprising, this is a visual impact, which makes people's hearts feel inexplicably stagnant for no reason.

Yan Shiliang looked at the girl in front of him, and a strange thought suddenly rose in his heart.

Angel, she is like the purest and most immaculate angel in the world, an angel bathed in the sun.

He looked at Yan Bai's face in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, watching Yan Bai pick up his bangs' forehead, forgetting for a moment what he was here for, and said.

"Why did you clip your bangs?"

He finally understood what was different, today's Yan Bai clamped up the heavy and overly long bangs, and the whole person seemed to exude a different brilliance, and when he spoke, Yan Shiliang's voice slowed down a little unconsciously.

"Brother, don't you think this is good......" Yan Bai still smiled lightly, looking at Yan Shiliang, her pink lips bit slightly, and her clear eyes flashed a little overwhelmed.

"That's ...... Not bad. Yan Shiliang didn't understand what was wrong with him, and suppressed the strangeness in his heart, for the first time, he was looking at his sister who was a fellow mother, for many reasons, he didn't like this sister, timid and gloomy all day long, now, she in front of her is completely different from her in her memory.

"Let's go, Dad, they're waiting for you down there, I have something to ask you. Yan Shiliang frowned, dropped the thoughts in his heart, and took the lead in moving forward, but the shallow smile that had just turned white was always difficult to erase in his heart.

Yan Bai put on a pair of cotton slippers and followed him, staring at Yan Shiliang's back in front of him, his eyes were clear and innocent, but the depths were surging inky black, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a bit of bewitching arc.

"Huh...... Dear brother...... How can I repay you for your kindness to me......"

The voice was very light and faint, it seemed to be a low murmur, and almost no one heard it except herself, and others could only see that the girl was smiling very brightly, as if she remembered something very beautiful.

As an inhuman live broadcast system 114 heard Yan Bai's voice, the silver sphere couldn't help but shudder, in this short period of time, it has fully understood what kind of person its host is, and that man doesn't know what kind of hurtful thing he has done, and he will definitely be unlucky if he is targeted by the host, silently looking at Yan Shiliang's back, and reciting Amen, may the Lord bless you.

The two went down to the second floor, and there were a few people sitting in the living room, as if they had a feeling of the three sessions of Yan Bai, first of all, Yan Xiangpeng, sitting in the first place, looking at Yan Bai coldly, there was no concern for his daughter at all, on the contrary, it was the meaning of questioning.

Sitting on either side was a ***** with delicate makeup painted on her face, and the overly pointed minibus looked mean, and beside her sat an elegant and gentle girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, who seemed to be concerned when she looked at Yan Bai, but in fact there was some schadenfreude.

It seems that they don't care about Yan Bai's body and what he has experienced.

After the two gradually approached, Father Yan looked at Yan Bai in front of him hesitantly and spoke.

"You, are you white?" In my impression, the other party should have a gloomy atmosphere, and the eyes covered by heavy bangs all day long are right, because I rarely care about this daughter, and for a while, I am a little uncertain.

The girl in front of her, the bangs were all clamped with pink clips, revealing a delicate baby face, no longer gloomy, the corners of her mouth hooked up an innocent smile, and there was no trace of impurities in her eyes.

Like Yan Shiliang, they couldn't help but have a strange thought in their hearts.

That's probably what angels look like......