Chapter 85

Shen Xiang's eyes lit up obviously.

It was the latest top-of-the-line laptop for drawing, so thin, so beautiful, how could she not like it?

It's just that laptops are more of a luxury than cameras for her, at least she has no plans to buy a laptop in the last six months, the last year, or even the last two years.

"Hello...... Enjoy...... Like. Shen Xiang, who had always been as cold as frost, couldn't calm down anymore, and before she finished a word, she began to swallow her saliva wildly.

It's really not angry.

Shen Xiang subconsciously scratched his head, and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile: "Am I a little stupid?" ”

Fu Shaoqin: "......" He has never seen her like this, she is really like a twenty-year-old girl, silly, sweet, laughing, and like an ignorant baby.

The man didn't answer, only pushed the laptop in front of Shen Xiang: "Put it away." Then he got up and left.

He was wearing a bathrobe, and Shen Xiang could see that he should have just taken a shower, so he probably sat here and waited for her. His hair was not as meticulous as before, and it was straight and hard and terrifying.

His hair was now soft and fluffy, hanging naturally down from his forehead, covering his half-frowning brow and his dark eyes, which were never bottomless, making him less cold and hard than usual.

Shen Xiang remembered that just five hours ago, he had put one arm around her, palm to protect her eyes and ears, while the other hand was sticking out of the window and using the coldest weapon to kill a person.

At this moment, she was not afraid of him.

She suddenly lowered her head, smiled lightly, and then said in a slightly mischievous tone: "You look like this, so cute." ”

After speaking, Shen Xiang ran into his bedroom with his notebook.

The rest of the men were stunned. Violent?

Fu Shaoqin stood in place for a long time, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a set of phone numbers, which were quickly connected: "Fourth master, Miss Shen has already gone upstairs." ”

"What do you mean by fierce?" The man asked.

Yan Kuan: "Huh? ”

"Today's twenty-year-old girl, describe men as fierce?"

Yan Kuan: "...... That, master, is it the second sound, or the third sound? ”

Fu Shaoqin thought for a while: "The second sound, raise your voice." Isn't that something special? Is it more fierce than fierce? He actually thought of her presence when she was dealing with those people on the road in the mountains today, so that's why she described him like that?

Yan Kuan: "Ahem...... Ahem, that master, you...... Are you not, you ......"

"What the hell is going on!" The man asked impatiently.

"Moe, well, that...... It's cute. ”

Fu Shaoqin: "......"

'Smack! 'The phone hung up.

"Master?" Yan Kuan's frightened limbs trembled at the other end.

Fu Shaoqin pushed the door into his living room, looked left and right in front of the dressing mirror, and finally said to himself: "Is this cute?" ”

Then, he fell asleep in bed.