Chapter 173: Battle
Du Zhen looked at Du Chun, who didn't even have a drop of sweat, and he was also a little sneering. If it weren www.biquge.info for the fact that this is a hospital, it is estimated that Du Zhen would be able to insult Du Chun severely.
Now, though, it doesn't seem like it's too important. After all, Du Zhen, who was hungry and already had a shriveled stomach, already didn't have much strength to get angry.
It was night, in a luxurious living room.
A beautiful long-haired woman holds a yellowed scroll in her hand, quietly flipping through it with a focused expression.
"The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle."
In the dim light, her shadow looked so slender and graceful, white clothes like snow, long hair fluttering, giving people a feeling of light clouds and breeze.
"Its shape is also, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. The fiber is heartfelt, and the fit is shortened. If the shoulders are sharpened, the waist is like a load. Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu. The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful and elegant, and the instrument is quiet and leisurely. Tenderness and flattery in words. ”
She was wearing a plain white long skirt, the skirt was dragging on the floor, a black ribbon dotted with lace was tied around her waist, and her waist was as soft as a boneless waist, pressed by the length of three thousand green silks, and under the white dress, a pair of **** was hidden.
When the man who suddenly broke in, his eyes fell on her jade feet, and he was suddenly struck by lightning: he had never seen such perfect jade feet.
White as snow, delicate and small, Yingying is unbearable, it can be said that adding one point is too much, subtracting one point is too small, like a perfect work of art. "The discretion of the fine ruler is reduced by four points, and the blue glass is slippery and wrapped in spring clouds."
The white ankles, the instep curve is smooth, delicate and delicate, like the best mutton fat jade, exuding a layer of warm and soft luster, and from time to time there are bursts of quiet and pleasant fragrance from above.
The upper end of the white and tender paws of the feet is neatly lined with five slender toes, white and red, crystal clear, slightly curled, like five pale red petals.
The beautiful snow feet are thrillingly beautiful and reverie, and the intruder can't help but want to hold it in his arms, love it lightly, and play with it.
There is also a melon seed face that contains a classical charm, the skin is like clotted fat, dreamy like poetry, exuding a faint and soft luster, which seems to be smoother than silk, whiter than jade, with moth eyebrows and bright eyes and bright teeth.
The lip petals, like rose petals, are delicate and seductive. In the pure and clear eyes, there was a faint haze, fluorescent flickering, like a slightly rippling water wave, curling charming eyelashes, and gently trembling from time to time.
Silk-smooth, long-length hair underneath the swan-like neck is revealed, as white as jade.
She sat quietly in the chair, looking intently at the scroll in her hand, reaching out and flipping from time to time, her slender jade fingers were as white and tender as onions, and inadvertently, she brushed away the broken hair on her forehead and gently pulled them behind her ears.
The whole body, between the gestures, naturally reveals the demure charm of an indescribable classical maid.
The eyes, the movements, and the demeanor are all beautiful, delicate, and unnatural and harmonious.
At this moment, the intruder even had the illusion that the woman in front of him did not belong to this dirty world at all. (To be continued.) )