…

"Why didn't you raise a sign just now?"

He Suming said, constantly playing with a few macadamia nuts in his hand.

In this way, he watched the woman full of charm float past his eyes, but he never got a glimpse of the beauty under the black veil.

"It's useless for us to shoot, so it's not as beautiful as an adult."

The magnetic voice that easily shouted out hundreds of millions, mixed with the ritual words in the field, floated over the ears.

"Haha, your heart is really big."

"I really don't know when or when we will be able to go back to our lives."

He Suming said, and couldn't help but shake his head.

And the man sitting next to him was the man who wore half a silver mask and easily shouted hundreds of millions.

Hearing the words of the person on the side, there was a little more wave in his eyes, which were not the slightest undulating.

But the chill that comes out of his bones makes people can't help but want to retreat.

"What's the hurry?"

"Don't you think that even if the white jade scroll falls into her hands, it may not be a bad thing."

"Anyway, the people we want to find won't be able to find for a while. Now let the white jade scroll fall into the hands of many people, maybe by chance, they will step on the iron shoes and have nowhere to go, and it will take no effort to get it. ”

He Suming smiled and shook his head.

"A lot of things are still more open to you."

"But I think she must be an interesting person."

"I hope so."

…

When the two of them said this, the pretty and mysterious black shadow had disappeared from the venue.

After Yan Muye came out of the auction venue, he went directly to the rooftop, wanting to breathe.

As a result, he unexpectedly saw Bei Yanchen, who had been following him.

I don't know when he came out of the venue.

…

"Is that you?"

His voice came, and Yan Muye looked at the person in front of him through the black veil.

Bei Yanchen's pupils were glowing with a little cold light, but there was a hint of temptation on his face.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Yan Muye didn't recognize him.

But Bei Yanchen pressed over step by step.

"You don't have to pretend in front of me, although I know acting is what you do best."

Yan Muye didn't answer him, but he also heard a little bit of a different meaning.

She deliberately pretended to be thinking, and then a few seconds passed.

"Oh, I remember."

"You're Miss Murong's boyfriend, Bei Xianchen."

"I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory, and I can't always remember some spam or something."

"The auction isn't over yet, I wonder how you got out of it?"

"Why don't you come out after watching the excitement?"

"Or ......"

"Mr. North is coming to me now to ask about the guilt?"

Yan Muye specially bit the last four words.

…

"You're deliberately trying to raise the price." A tone of absolute certainty.

Bei Yanchen's gaze turned into the distance.

"I know it's you."

"So in front of me, you don't have to deliberately disguise."

…

Yan Muye was a little distracted.

It seems that once upon a time, there was also such a person who said to her: "Mu Ye, in fact, you don't have to hide it in front of me, just be yourself." ”

"Whether it's the best of you, or the worst of you right now, I'm happy to accept it.".

"Actually, there is no special reason, just because the person standing in front of me is you, not someone else."