72 No makeup
Zhong Liang said to Fang Boyu in a calm voice: "Boyu, I have already sent you the data you asked me to sort out last night to your mailbox, you pay attention to checking." ”
"I know," Fang Boyu said lightly, and then asked, "Ah Liang, do you have time to accompany me out for a drink?" ”
"What, in a bad mood?" After all, Zhong Liang and Fang Boyu have been friends for two or three years, and they think that they know each other very well.
Fang Boyu smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, I just want to find a place to relax." ”
"Then you came to Nancheng, didn't you say last time that you wanted to find a farm to eat green food? We also have a few particularly well-known farms in the southern part of the city. Zhong Liang's expression was flying, and he actively proposed.
Undoubtedly, this is a good idea, but he doesn't like to spend the night at someone else's house, Fang Boyu was hesitating, and suddenly heard a crisp and pleasant voice on the other end of the phone: "Cousin, come and play cards." ”
That voice, like a demon groan, with demagogic power, inexplicably tugged at his heartstrings. He knew that it was Xia Xue's voice.
His heart moved, and all his hesitation disappeared in this heart-beating thought, and he said to Zhong Liang in a loud voice: "Ah Liang, you wait for me, I'll go over now." ”
Along the way, his car drove a little faster.
After arriving in Nancheng, Beijing time is 22:10. He didn't know the way and called Zhong Liang to come out to pick him up. When Zhong Liang came out to pick him up, he said that it was still early, so he proposed to take him to Xia's house, and Zhong Liang said that he was playing cards with his aunt and Xia Xue.
With a little excitement and anticipation, Fang Boyu agreed with a ghostly gesture: "Okay, I also like to play cards." ”
Ten minutes later, they arrived at Xia Xue's house.
"Boyu, my aunt is a good person to get along with, you don't have to be too restrained, as for Xue'er, you also know it, you don't need to ......" Zhong Liang looked gentle and led Fang Boyu into the door.
Before Zhong Liang's words were finished, a strange and somewhat familiar face suddenly came into Fang Boyu's eyes.
Fang Boyu instantly lost his mind.
The face was very young, unpowdered, in the dazzling light, immaculate and dusty, her black hair was like a cloud, lazily reflected on the cheeks, making her complexion look more white and transparent, beautiful and refined like a human elf.
She was sitting at the table playing cards with an older young woman, her eyebrows were flying, and her eyes seemed to be full of countless shining stars, adding infinite charm to her beautiful plain makeup.
He stared at the other party stupidly, and his soul had been robbed of three points by the other party's smile.
"Boyu?" Zhong Liang looked at Fang Boyu who was staring at Xue'er stupidly, Junxiu's brows frowned slightly, he realized something in his heart, and hurriedly touched Fang Boyu's body with his elbow.
When Fang Boyu reacted in a daze, his expression was calm, and he explained to Fang Boyu as if he was inadvertent: "That's Xue'er, when she doesn't wear makeup, she is amazingly beautiful." ”
Xia Xue was already beautiful, but due to work needs, she had to wear makeup, and her flawless makeup naturally covered up her own natural beauty.
Looking at Fang Boyu's expression, do you like Xue'er?
"yes, it's beautiful!" Fang Boyu's eyes involuntarily looked at Xia Xue again, unconsciously revealing obsession.
Zhong Liang pondered for a moment and urged him: "Let's go in!" When Fang Boyu agreed, he lowered his long eyelashes, and complex emotions jumped in his eyes.
Xue'er regards the relationship between men and women like a snake and scorpion, and she is most afraid that others will treat her better than her friends. Any man who wants to possess her is listed by her as a refusal to correspond.
So Zhong Liang was very worried that Fang Boyu's love would one day become a sharp blade to hurt himself.
Fang Boyu is his best friend, he doesn't want to see Fang Boyu get hurt, especially he doesn't want to see that the person who hurt him is his most beloved cousin.
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