The two people, who didn't have a deep understanding of each other's brain circuits, showed a kind smile to each other.

Some misunderstandings are slowly growing in it, but the two of them don't realize what kind of state this is.

Han Yugu was a little interested in this woman who was very similar to her brother.

Not for any other reason.

He had never seen such an ordinary woman.

It's as strange as having my own insight into life, and I've never seen it.

He has not yet felt such a novelty of the people.

It's a wonderful look.

And Su Bairan, there is no way to feel what the other party's brain circuit is, and in his sight, he is just a noble son, a little strange, and the adjusted personality is actually within the acceptable range.

To her?

It can only be said that there has been a one-sided relationship, a little bit of self-cooking.

There seemed to be some appreciation for each other, after all, there had been a serious discussion about IQ before.

And in the position of doing business, there is also a desire to communicate, and they are still familiar with each other.

From the other party's point of view, they don't seem to know much about themselves, but they have seen it on that business occasion, and they have seen each other's advertising and promotion, and they have generally admired each other, leaving a deeper impression on each other.

Yes, this is a woman who didn't even write down the other party's full name, and the heartfelt words of a relationship came from her own true feelings, without any intention of coaxing.

Su Bairan thought about this speech seriously, and could only conclude that the other party was a good person.

The playful little butterfly fluttered its wings and flew back and forth, but it turned around for him a few times, and it seemed that it was always willing to hover on the side of Han Yubone.

So the carved fingertips are extremely transparent and elegant, as if the crystal quietly shows the confusion, and a butterfly falls between the fingers with a slight kiss.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Yugu raised his hand slightly, turned it slightly, his movements were gentle and soothing, with a touch of gentleness and uniqueness, but the butterfly was still lying on his stomach affectionately, without any gesture of wanting to fly away.

The eyes are unconsciously attracted by the power, even if they are separated from a little gauze curtain, but they can also see the posture in it.

Yan Yimu swallowed softly, looking at the flying wings.

"Snow?"

This is a skill that only a princess in the anime world can do.

Butterflies are fragile and beautiful creatures, thus displaying colorful wings, but they are only extremely timid, for fear that any loss will hurt her.

Similarly, for butterflies, a slight movement of a person can also hurt the other person's limbs, and if you are careful, it is normal to the extreme.

People who have never seen butterflies and are so intimate, if people have the malice of duty, butterflies have no status to escape.

It can only be drummed between the palms of people's hands, and the years turn into wisps of dust.

What kind of general gentleness can make the fragile butterfly fall on the long sword without flying away, intimate close to the skin of the fingers, but there is no heart to flow away, with a quiet softness, tightly clinging to the softness.

The color of the jade-like palm is neat.

The fluttering wings shook slowly, blocking a layer of gold edges under the illumination of the light, actively shining, slightly shining, dotted with valleys, dotted with stars in the silence of the space.

Su Bairan felt that his breathing seemed to have stopped in that moment, and there was no room for me to turn around, and even the sound of blood flow stopped, and he moved closer slightly, watching the butterfly in the other party's hand fly gently.

I think the butterfly can also understand that waving its snow-white wings does not bother anyone, nor does it hurt its own comfort.

It's just close to a gentle existence, feeling the softness of that moment, and experiencing a feeling of empathy from the heart.

Han Yugu was not surprised by such a thing, as if he was used to the general reversal, and the butterfly landed in the palm of his hand, and the small claws buckled on the lines of the palm, slightly crossed, leaving a light footprint.

Su Bairan softened his voice, and it seemed to be the softest moment in his life.

"You must be a gentle man, and all things in this world are poured out for you."

Han Yugu said softly: "Where am I a gentle person, but I can't afford to hurt them, I have a little protective mind, and he can also feel my kindness to them, right?" ”

Su Bairan raised his eyes and looked at the other party's eyes, which were clear and white, shining like a moonlight galaxy.

The two looked at each other, and a certain son sketched the influence of the other party, and in that instant, a fresh breeze blew quietly, blowing up the soft gauze curtain.

His eyes did not dodge, but looked at the other party's face, carefully portrayed, and seemed to recognize him in his heart.

Han Yugu stared at the girl in front of him tightly, looking at the appearance between the other party's eyebrows and eyes, and saw the dignified and beautiful eyes, but with a little charm.

The soft spring breeze blew quietly, and the dust on the other party's body blew into the distance, leaving only a clean and thorough face, but leaving a taste of nostalgia.

The soft clothes created a whirlpool in the air, and the original flavor hooked a touch of wind, but it has always left a little peach blossom flavor, quietly turning pretty and beautiful.

Silver Su Du Li, like the white lotus blooming in the snow, is proud and exhausted, but she does not leave her personality defects far away, she is not a high-ranking person, but she has a unique fragrance, and she has never really alienated those kinds of attachments.

I just feel a little stupid to see the cold jade bones.

looked at each other's faces stupidly, and didn't know what to say, just simply looking, watching, and enriching.

Su Bairan...

A flat is a woman who has been single for so many years, and she doesn't realize what kind of eyes the other party is.

Even if the breeze turned and hooked up a little hair, and gently drew a color line on his face, he could only sigh, this big brother is really good-looking, and it's over, and he doesn't have any other thoughts at all.

On the contrary, there was a slight doubt, and his hand shook lightly in front of the other party.

"Han Gongzi? What's wrong, is there anything uncomfortable? ”

Su Bairan only felt that the person in front of him was constantly wandering, and he couldn't really understand what he was thinking, don't stretch out his hand, trying to withdraw the other party's gaze.

The white jade-like palm shook gently in front of him, and his wrist was slightly exposed, and a silk scarf was lightly tied on that wrist.