Chapter 48: Knocking down the beautiful boy

Ahem......

The girl finally came back to her senses: "Do you mean, he has the best spiritual poison, or is he poisoned?" ”

It's a pity that the little brother who is so beautiful and foul has a strange poison or something in his body.

However, the white complexion that looks like fine snow in the mountains should indeed be described as pale.

Lying down, a delicate and frail beautiful boy, I really want to pounce on Youki!

The little milk voice really said: "He is poisoned." ”

"So how am I going to take him over...... Poison? ”

"Just take a few tubes of blood and study it."

"You put it simply......"

In ancient times, if you wanted to take other people's blood, you would be regarded as a demon, right?

Gu Yuqiao looked at the young man's white fingertips, a black wood carving had not yet taken shape.

Snow clothes and black hair, white fingers and black wood, pure white and black on him, inexplicably have a sense of aesthetic impact.

He just leaned there quietly, but she couldn't move.

The little milk voice urged: "Go quickly, mortal." It's not early, and your mother should call you home for dinner. ”

"But don't you think...... He's too good-looking, isn't he? It's good to see that you can't look directly at it, and you can't get close. ”

Old man's ...... Girl's heart!

Gu Yuqiao's body seemed to fall into a strange pink atmosphere.

The little milk voice, which is completely different from human aesthetics, was stunned.

"You think it's good-looking, the more poisonous it is, the more beautiful it looks, so that it can attract prey."

What kind of metaphor is this, do you think he has a little bit of a desire to attract people closer?

Gu Yuqiao, who had never had experience in picking up a conversation, was entangled.

Say hello?

Say hello?

NONO, THAT'S THE MODERN WAY OF GREETING.

Moreover, didn't ancient women hide far away when they saw strange men, how could they move forward?

It's considered indecent, right?

So she should pretend to be in trouble and need help in order to make a good impression, right?

Yes, that's it!

But the question arises again, what to call him?

Wouldn't it be too frivolous to call the little brother?

People look so small, it shouldn't be disobedient to call the little brother, right?

No, I was twenty-three years old in my last life, and I really can't call it an old age.

Son?

Not...... The material of his clothes looks pretty good.

Suppress the guilt in my heart of the strange aunt deceiving the ignorant teenager.

Gu Yuqiao stepped forward and smiled with a smile on her aunt's face: "Little boy, I ......"

The young man raised his eyes coolly, and his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

The girl who was full of inner drama just now, her voice immediately choked in her throat, and her steps seemed to be frozen.

Crouch...... Trough!

Should the aura be so sufficient?

In the scorching summer, the forest is air-conditioned.

Bring the little brother home, and save all the money for air conditioning.

Seeing the girl standing in place, she hesitated to step forward, and had no intention of leaving.

The young man's thin crimson lips pursed lightly, and he stood up on the ground.

Only then did Gu Yuqiao see his clear figure.

Originally...... Is it so high?

The appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is like a breeze and a bright moon between his actions, and his beauty is natural.

Gu Yuqiao was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party wanted to leave.

The girl stopped in the middle of the only way out, and simply closed her eyes and said: "Little boy, I'm lost!" Can you take me out? ”

The young man paused slightly, looking into her eyes calmly.

The silver-gray phoenix eyes seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, and there were no waves.

Time seems to stand still.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the shredded sunlight swayed and dotted his long blue hair, which made him more vibrant.

Just when Gu Yuqiao thought that he wouldn't speak, the young man took half a step back slightly, and his clear voice was a little helpless in his alienation: "I ...... Lost. ”

Hearing his voice, Gu Yuqiao's ears were crisp.