"Miss, are you angry with Fleur?"

Hearing this, Wen Chaoxi stopped and quietly hid the glow in his eyes.

That's a bit of an interesting thing to say.

"Miss, where has Miss been for so long? Fleur is worried about Miss. ”

Turn around.

Wen Chaoxi's face remained unchanged, he tilted his head, and his white fingertips tapped his lips, his movements seemed to be like that, and the tone was not quite like that.

The face is still the same face, but the temperament is like a world of difference, bright and brilliant before leaving, indifferent and alienated after returning, the same action is made by people with different temperaments, the gap is too big.

Stared at by those dark and transparent eyes, Fleur's heart trembled.

Miss became so scary.

I moved my lips, but I couldn't say a word.

"Your name is Fleur?"

The clear and shallow voice, just like an ordinary person's inquiry, an ordinary sentence, but it made Fleur's face change.

"Little ...... Miss...... Miss doesn't know, Fleur? ”

Fleur's lips trembled, her little face was white, looking at the strangeness in the eyes of the person in front of her, Fleur felt that the sky was about to fall at this moment, a red color, red dazzling, Miss had never worn red before.

There's nothing bad about it.

Retracting his gaze, Wen Chaoxi hooked the corners of his lips, his bright smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, and the sound of laughter and laughter flowed into his heart.

"Silly, just kidding, how can you take it seriously."

Seeing this familiar smile, Fleur cried "Wow-" loudly, she was so aggrieved, if Fleur looked carefully, she would find that the woman with a smile as bright as the sun had no smile in her eyes as black as ink.

"Miss...... Little ......"

Fleur sobbed and choked, unable to say a complete sentence, Wen Chaoxi looked at Fleur deeply.

"Don't bother without my orders."

The red figure turned and left, speaking indifferently and without any nostalgia, and Fleur stood still, forgetting to sob.

Miss, it's really changed.

"Squeak—"

When you open the door, you will see the decoration of the room.

Close to the wall, there is a variety of intricately carved sandalwood furniture, in the center of the room is a sandalwood square table, four small stools of fine workmanship surround the square table, into a single unit, a row of openwork screens separating the outer and inner rooms.

Wen Chaoxi raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a trace of arc, turned the screen, a large piece of white straight into the sight, looking at the woolen carpet that covered the room, Wen Chaoxi's eyes flashed, close to the bed, a super luxurious sandalwood dresser was placed, on which some beautiful jewelry and colorful rouge were scattered.

Looking at the various rouge jewelry scattered on the table, Wen Chaoxi frowned.

Stepping into the inner room and walking to the bed, the sandalwood bed was carved with cumbersome patterns, Wen Chaoxi reached out and touched the brocade quilt on the bed, his eyes moved slightly, it was actually high-grade snow silk.

Snow silkworms, born in extremely cold places, the silk spit is warm in winter and cool in summer, the number is extremely rare, it is said that it is difficult to find gold.

The light pink bed curtain and light pink tassels are standard for ten out of ten girls.

Extravagant and romantic.

A room that shows the degree of care.

Wen Chaoxi casually picked up a box of rouge on the table, opened it and took a look, Huo Ran closed it, the onion white fingertips tightened inch by inch, the box gradually turned into dust, the red halo appeared, and the powder disappeared completely.

The sleeves flicked slightly, the stars flashed red, and the rouge jewelry on the table dissipated.