"Haruko!"

Huang Jiu looked at Chang Fuchun, who was a little busy not far away, and said: "You are busy for a while, I have something to do here, go back, you can recruit some guys again, we have money, you work hard to recruit people!" ”

"Gotcha!"

Chang Fuchun heard Huang Jiu's words, answered, and by the way, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the towel on his shoulder.

"You're not going to be busy?"

Sima Lin looked at Huang Jiudao in astonishment.

Huang Jiu chuckled, sat down directly on Sima Lin's side, put his hands on the wine table, supported his chin, and said with a smile: "I'm busy, it's just that I'm busy with other things!" ”

At this time, Chengwen walked by Huang Jiu's side in a hurry, bringing a gust of wind, and this gust of wind happened to float the veil on Huang Jiu's face, Huang Jiu let out a low breath, hurriedly pressed the light veil on his face with his hand, and covered his face tightly.

But Rao is like this, Sima Lin, who is still being seen, sees the scar on the left side of her face.

Sima Lin's heart sank, he had sketched the faces of the nine girls in his heart countless times, but he didn't expect that the faces of the nine girls, as she herself said, were very terrifying.

But equally, he could see that the scar was not born, but was later scratched on his face.

If the scar is removed, these nine girls are really worthy of the national beauty and fragrance, and they are absolutely beautiful.

But—

Sima Lin chuckled in his heart, skin and body, life is just a few decades, in a moment, these decades will pass, no matter how beautiful you are born, and finally the day when your face passes, if you get along for a long time, it still depends on your temperament.

And the temperament of the nine girls is very much in line with him.

Thinking of this, the horror in his heart for Huang Jiu's appearance gradually receded, and was replaced by a sense of pity.

When Jiu'er was injured, how much it hurt!

Perhaps, even if it hurts at the beginning, there will be a day when you will no longer feel pain, but after so many years, you can only cover your face with a light veil, and the pain in your heart cannot be eliminated.

"Sima Lin, did you see that?"

Huang Jiu's voice looked at Sima Lin with a slight tremor and asked.

Sima Lin met Huang Jiu's gaze, and at this time, in her eyes, Sima Lin read uneasiness.

However, Sima Lin still nodded.

Seeing Sima Lin nodding, a layer of mist appeared in Huang Jiu's eyes, and in an instant, her long eyelashes were full of teardrops, as clear as a hibiscus out of water.

The tears seemed to be nostalgic for the white skin, and they refused to fall.

Seeing that the ninth girl was about to cry, Sima Lin was confused.

"Jiu'er, don't cry."

He had never coaxed a girl, and he didn't know what he was saying now, so that Huang Jiu could laugh, he said helplessly: "Appearance is this thing, I can't help myself, you are very good, really good, maybe others will care about your face, but I don't care, really!" ”

Huang Jiu was originally just pretending, and when Chengwen passed behind her just now, she had already noticed the consequences of this gust of wind, but she still chose to gamble.

Her appearance will be discovered by Sima Lin sooner or later, rather than being discovered by the other party when the other party discovers his ugly face, it is better to try him now, and see how he will react after seeing his true face.

But I didn't expect to hear Sima Lin's very touching words.

And Huang Jiu's heart also had a circle of ripples, and he struggled a little.