Next. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the end of autumn, the cool and warm light slowly illuminates the earth.

At the foot of the green mountain, at the door of the solemn, simple but mysterious villa, a new inconspicuous Audi sports car is parked.

Moments later, the door opened, and a woman in a light blue trench coat stepped inside.

As if knowing that she was going to visit, when she got out of the car, the bodyguard guarding the door of the villa gently opened the door for her.

In the main hall.

Mu Liang seemed to have just finished running in the morning, wearing a loose gray sportswear, with the cuffs and trouser legs slightly rolled up, up and down, and the whole figure was infinitely elongated.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, tilting his head slightly, holding a clean white towel between his slender fingers, wiping the sweat oozing from his forehead.

And beside him, there stood a maid bowing down, her pale blue uniform taking advantage of her figure, convex and backward.

Mu Liang wiped her sweat and threw the towel at her casually, the speed was very fast, but the maid caught it easily and effortlessly, and the movements were clean and beautiful.

The woman's gaze standing at the door was instantly attracted by the maid, who did not raise her eyes just now.

Now when she lifted it, the woman shook slightly, and she looked really marked.

It's a mixed-race, slap on the small face, the facial features are a delicate mess, under the deep eye sockets is a pair of overly glamorous eyes, and the sky-blue pupils seem to be magical, attracting people and making people can't bear to take their eyes off.

With a tall nose and a small cherry mouth with dark lipstick, although she is wearing a maid's uniform, the woman can see at a glance that this maid is not simple at all.

It's a bit like a beautiful snake shuttling through the dark, holding a sharp blade and sealing its throat.

In this way, she stood beside Mu Liang, creating a thrilling and beautiful picture.

Mu Liang's face is the only one that can match Jun Yiqing, if you want to say that it is different, it is with a bit of treachery and evil beauty, and heaven and man are skillful and natural.

"Emperor Mu, aren't you in a hurry at all?"

Mu Liang heard the sound, lifted his long eyes, stared at the woman who was walking towards him, with a noble atmosphere, Bai Shuliang, leaning on a comfortable posture on the sofa, his slender legs knocked up, and he was quite lazy on the coffee table, playing with the taste: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, sit." ”

Bai Shuliang walked up to him and sat down, his rather cool eyebrows twisted.

Mu Liang completely subverted her imagination, he seemed to have a thousand faces, a thousand hearts, and a thousand personalities, and every time they met, he gave her a familiar and unfamiliar aura.

For example, now, he is no longer the actor who was radiant and was captured by thousands of cameras at the beginning.

is a dangerous man who can't be seen clearly, yes, his danger index is not lower than Jun Yiqing, which Bai Shuliang can be completely sure.

The only difference between him and Jun Yiqing is that the layer of ice on Jun Yiqing's body is thousands of miles away, and the aura that no one can enter when he sees blood sealing his throat cannot be hidden.

But Mu Liang is different, he is a monster with huge wings and fangs, but he hides and lurks in the shadows.

If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, the sky will fall apart.

"Shen Dunian now understands that retreating again and again is not a long-term solution, do we still have to sit still?" Bai Shuliang spoke to him with a sense of respect that she couldn't even notice.

She didn't have this in front of Mu Zihan, it was completely subconscious.

Mu Liang's narrow eyes locked on Bai Shuliang, and inside was Chiguo's unconcealed mockery, and he said indifferently and unceremoniously: "You, it's you, I, it's me, without us." ”