Chapter 422: Mature, Naïve (2)

If it weren't for the fact that the makeup on her whole face was too light and her hairstyle was not too retouched, she would have been able to go to the banquet immediately!

It's really a person who wants to dress like a Buddha and a gold outfit, at least, Jian Anning has changed her clothes, and there are no other people she knows by her side, as if she can't help but return to the prominent identity of Toronto. The sparse expression and quiet temperament blend perfectly with this expensive dress, making people feel that she is a well-born and highly educated daughter!

At least, Situ Xuan's eyes lit up when she saw it!

The clerk next to him was already amazed: "I really didn't expect that these shoes are really amazing with this dress!" Sir, you have such a vision! As she spoke, she glanced around Jian Anning, and the more she looked, the more surprised she became.

Situ Xuan narrowed his gray-blue eyes, looked around her, looked at her for a long time, and suddenly remembered something, and actually walked outside all of a sudden!

At this moment, even Jian Anning didn't know what was going on with Situ Xuan. Maybe there's something urgent?

Just thinking about it, Situ Xuan and the teller at the Tiffany counter next to him also came in, it was the teller who was holding a tightly covered jewelry box in his hand.

Jian Anning was stunned for a moment, only to see Situ Xuan take the jewelry box from the teller, and with his slender hand, he gently opened the box.

Gold and silver chains, intertwined to form a beautiful glow. The pendant below, in the middle is a circle of broken diamonds, made in the shape of a butterfly, which is unusually dazzling in the dim light.

Raising his head, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Try this." ”

Before he finished speaking, he gently picked up the necklace, opened the hidden clasp behind the chain, and walked to her side.

Jian Anning only felt that his whole body leaned up, and his slender arms wrapped around her neck, and the arms were weak from the back to the front, gently wrapping the necklace around her neck. Buttoned up, his fingertips gently brushed her hair, there were a few strands of hair, stained with the faint aroma of cologne and tobacco on his body, brushing against her collarbone, the ends of her hair itching.

She stood in front of the mirror, wearing the same blue dress and golden heels. And Situ Xuan, standing behind her, the arms that helped her put on the necklace had not been withdrawn, as if he was holding her shoulders.

Looking in the mirror, the man is tall and handsome, and she has also changed into a new outfit, which seems to be an abnormal match.

Situ Xuan also seemed to feel a slight flash of light in her eyes, and deliberately lowered his head slightly and spoke behind her ear: "It's very beautiful." ”

His voice was hoarse, like a cup of mellow black coffee. As she breathed, she swept the scorching hair behind her ears. It's hot, it's a little itchy.

is so purely masculine, mature, restrained, and full of demagogic atmosphere, which is completely different from Yu Zexiao's. Close but not too intimate, made her a little uncomfortable at the same time, but she didn't know how to resolutely refuse.

She just took a small step to the side, bowing her head slightly. From the angle behind the side, Situ Xuan could see a red cloud on her white cheeks, and even the crystal ear beads on the side that he was blowing on were slowly tinged with a little pink.