She is the white moon, and the light is like cinnabar
"Shadow Boy, the door master's video call!"
With neat and capable short hair, a soft and beautiful handsome face, and hidden inextricable threads deep in his smoky gray pupils, he responded softly and snuffed out the cigarette he had taken a puff.
"Subordinate, see the door master!"
"Well, what are you going to do?"
The man said arrogantly: "You don't need to know the method, the point is that I can find her!" ”
The man on the other end of the video smiled contemptuously and said coldly: "You are her mortal enemy, and you are also each other's natural enemies, and I don't like to wait too long." ”
The dark night lowered his head and didn't reply, the people on the screen had disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to its original appearance.
He stood up slowly, the tall figure became more and more charming in the dark night, the narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of the tenderness and compassion with her, the feeling at that time lingered in my heart, zero you are a cinnabar mole on my fingers, I can't erase it and I can't forget it...
Su Juan didn't want to stay here any longer, she sent Feng Chi Ye to take a taxi, but she stayed where she was and looked at the people inside, they were smiling so happily, she was like an outsider.
Forget it, she doesn't want to complain to anyone, because she is too tired, and her heart can't stand the toss.
Feng Chiye saw Su Juan walking towards him from the car window, the lights outside the hotel hit her delicate face, forming a thin layer of shadows, the woman was tall and slender, with concave and convex curves, she was indeed very suitable for long hair, and she was born with a noble and cold temperament.
Feng Chiye got out of the car one step faster than her to open the car door for her, and carefully fastened her seat belt, Su Juan stared at his handsome side face with side eyes, smelling the faint smell of tobacco on his body.
The man's movements are very regular, and he does not exceed half a point.
The two people in the car were very quiet, and Su Juan turned his head to look at the world outside the car window that was deformed and distorted due to fast driving, and he gasped deeply.
"Are you nervous?"
"Not really."
"And what were you just thinking?" Feng Chiye asked casually
Su Wan lowered her eyes, not knowing how to answer.
"I was just thinking that marrying you is amazing, and I didn't even think about it!"
Feng Chiye grinned lightly when he heard this, and the steering wheel turned to the right, "What do you say?" ”
"Think about it carefully, you are high above me and I am ordinary, no matter how I say it, but fate let me meet you!"
Su Wan stared at him with deep eyes, meeting you, is it the guidance of fate? Or is it a twist in the story?
Sensing that the car began to slow down slowly, Su Juan had already seen the gate of the villa, and suddenly Feng Chi Ye pressed the central lock, and his brown eyes were deep and charming, which made Su Juan fall into it unconsciously.
The woman in front of her hides countless secrets, she is beautiful with a veil of mystery, she is calm and self-controlled, and after getting along with each other, she finds that Su Juan, a woman, is too rational, she has set up a labyrinth in her heart, and layers of obstacles wrap her heart, not allowing others to approach, let alone anyone to come in to explore her unknown territory.
I don't know if it's my own selfish desires, but that night in Las Vegas really made Feng Chi Ye unforgettable, making him want to continue to linger with her.
In the past five years, there have been countless women around him, and the only one who haunts him is one of them, that is, Zero, who is also Su Juan.
"I believe our encounter was guided by fate, I regret meeting you in that way in Las Vegas, and I would have liked to have you under normal circumstances if I could!"
"And what I said to you tonight is true, and you will feel it in the days to come!"
Then Feng Chiye lightly dropped a kiss on her forehead, the kiss was as delicate as a feather, Su Xuan's cheeks were slightly red, and she was suddenly a little overwhelmed.
I don't know how to get back to the room, Su Juan sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the blood-red vine tattoo on his right ankle, and his eyes gradually became sluggish.