There was nothing to say all the way, Ji Meng held back his thoughts and got out of the car. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When she got out of the car, she said to Hua Yuxiang: "What I said is serious, I hope you can think about it directly, I really try to accept you, it is impossible between us." ”

What Hana Sho responded to her was a closed car door.

Ji dreams cry. Did this kid listen to it?

Alas...... What the hell is going on? Since her cultivation, her emotional affairs have not gone well, and her ex came back to make trouble, and such an unreliable man appeared, can't a more reliable man appear?

Perhaps, people are inadvertent, she just muttered, and a man appeared in front of her.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black windbreaker, and his slender figure stands on the side of the road, standing directly into a landscape. Although there are no people around him, and there is no beautiful scenery, he is a landscape in his own right, and even if he is dressed in the simplest clothes, he is the most eye-catching existence.

It's like glowing in the night.

In fact, the first thing Ji Meng saw was his back, and he didn't see his face at all, but he inexplicably felt that this man must be very handsome!

When he turned his head, there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, a high nose, deep blue eyes, and a pair of sword eyebrows inserted into his hair, revealing a straight forehead. Especially when he looked at her, his eyes were gentle and suspicious, which was fascinating.

Ji Meng couldn't help but stop.

Although, she was pretty sure she had never seen this man, but for some reason, she just thought—she knew him!

"I'm back!" The deep voice seemed to hide countless secrets, tempting her to crack them.

Ji Meng was a little stunned: "Are you back?" ”

Hemp eggs!

She really knows this male god?!

Ji Meng doesn't know what's wrong with her, she actually brought this man home?!

She must be crazy.

Fortunately, this man looked quite gentlemanly, and he didn't do anything strange after entering her house, but made water and poured tea as if he had entered his own house.

I thought I had entered the wrong door and went to someone else's house as a guest.

"Why are you ...... so familiar with my family?" Ji Meng held the teacup and couldn't drink it at all.

He sat across from her, his lips hooked, and his smile was extraordinarily beautiful, like an epiphany blooming in the night sky, making people's hearts flutter.

"Because, we know each other very well!"

He said it for granted, but Ji Meng was terrified. Are you kidding?! She didn't play with amnesia, such a handsome guy was in front of her, if she knew her, how could she not remember?

"You really don't remember, do you?" He got up, stood in front of her, crouched down, nose to nose, and spat all the heat into her face. looked at her eyes, but there was no ambiguity, full of seriousness.

She seemed to see that in his eyes, there was a brilliant starlight, as if there was a Milky Way shining, so beautiful, so bewildering.

In a trance, his kiss landed on her forehead, and it burned.

She was shocked: "You ......"

"Perhaps, you should ask them." As soon as his voice fell, whether it was Ge Sha or the little golden dragon, they all obediently jumped out of the dantian of Ji Meng, and stood in rows and floated in the air.

Ji Meng was dumbfounded: "Why did you ......" come out?

Also, how did he know she had such a thing?!

"Master, he ...... He's Wells! Mei Sha seemed to be a little afraid of this man, glanced at him in fear, and whispered.

The little golden dragon nodded beside him: "Yes, master, he is your demon deacon Wells!" ”

Ji Meng's eyes widened: "What is a demon deacon?" ”

The demon deacon, however, was very calm at this time, as if they were not talking about his business, and he looked gracefully into the room of Ji Meng, and stroked the contents of her room as if admiring something wonderful.

His every move is so elegant and moving, like a painting, perfect everywhere, delicate everywhere, people's eyes can't help but fall on him, no matter how you can't take it off.

Ji Meng discovered for the first time that a person can be "perfect" like this?

Even if you don't have any special thoughts about him, when you see him like this, you can't help but take a few more looks, wanting to treasure this beautiful picture.

"Master, do you really not remember? Think about it......" reminded Mesha, "a dream you've had, or a memory you haven't noticed in your mind. ”

Dream?

Or, memory?

Ji Meng struggled to remember. Suddenly, she remembered a scene she had seen in her dreams.

Antique yard with a candle swaying. In the room, rows of black bookcases, one side against the wall, a thick rose embroidered brocade carpet, on the carpet placed a long desk, inside the desk, sat a girl in an ink-colored Tang robe, she was about thirteen or fourteen years old, a black hair sprinkled behind her like a waterfall, a palm-sized little face, delicate facial features, like the elaborate work of the gods, with a noble temperament.

She looked intent, holding a brush in her hand, writing something on the white scroll.

At this time, a man in a black tuxedo appeared respectfully in the darkness and bowed his waist slightly: "Master, the 'treasure chest' you want has been made, do you need to 'collect and inspect' it now?" ”

The girl didn't speak, just waved her hand at him, still concentrating on the painting in front of her. On the snow-white paper that had just been made, the back of a stunning beauty was gradually outlined, and it seemed that it was about to disappear in a piece of snow......

After a while, she stopped writing, stretched, looked at the paintings on the table, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad!" It's not a disappointment to the fact that I've been painting for so long......"

"The master's painting skills are incomparable, and no one in the world can compare with the master." With an elegant tuxedo on his face, he said flattering and flattering words.

"That's it! I am the only one of your masters......" She was not modest, and her face was proud, "Okay, this beauty, I'll 'give' you a warm bed." Speaking of the latter, the tone became ambiguous.

"The master ......" tuxedo was a little helpless.

The girl teased: "You are a man with normal body structure, and I, the master, can't 'treat you badly' in this regard." ”

The tuxedo did not directly refute, but said: "Master, the Duke of Bancroft, who came to visit last time, gave a big gift, and we haven't returned the gift yet." It is said that this duke man has no other hobbies than to collect beauties......"

"Yo, are you willing? This is a stunning beauty...... "The girl seemed to be afraid that he would not see the painting, and even held it up for him to take a closer look.

"The master ......" tuxedo became more and more helpless.

……

"Remembered?"

The voice in his ears sounded, and Ji Meng suddenly woke up from his dream.

It's him?!