Chapter 33: Miss True and False (2)
The fingers of the person on the windowsill moved slightly, "Uh-huh......" sounded, and he woke up in a low and dark voice, and the long and sexy tail note bypassed the ear chakra, and even Daisy Jiu felt her throat tighten, and she caught a glimpse of the noble eyes staring infinitely, as if swallowing saliva.
Then the hand covering the eyelashes was gently raised, and the side face arc was delicate and beautiful, because of the backlight, even the eyelashes that were lifted felt that the roots were clearly brushed and brought up with a streamer shadow, and everyone only felt that their hearts were trembling and beating slowly, and they breathed deeply.
He sat up lazily over the windowsill, touched his thin lips with his slender fingers, raised his head slightly and yawned elegantly, and then turned his head, with a slight liter of water vapor between his eyes, the fog was hazy, a tear mole in the corner of his eyes was clearer, his eyes lazily fell towards Dai Xijiu, and then looked at Fei Lun, smiled lightly, and the bewitching was almost dazzling, and his voice was so careless: "Ah...... Turns out there are uglier people here than you......"
Dai Xijiu's heart was like a drum, and he only felt that the whole person was going to faint.
This, this, this.
This bewitching man destroys the world.
Ye Xiuwen.
He sat up lazily over the windowsill, touched his thin lips with his slender fingers, raised his head slightly and yawned elegantly, and then turned his head, with a slight liter of water vapor between his eyes, the fog was hazy, a tear mole in the corner of his eyes was clearer, his eyes lazily fell towards Dai Xijiu, and then looked at Fei Lun, smiled lightly, and the bewitching was almost dazzling, and his voice was so careless: "Ah...... Turns out there are more ugly people here than you......"
Dai Xijiu's heart was like a drum, and he only felt that the whole person was going to faint.
This, this, this.
This bewitching man destroys the world.
Ye Xiuwen.
Fei Lun's face was obviously darkened a few layers, and he bowed to Churchill: "I'm sorry, chairman, because I was an artist who just arrived yesterday, so I haven't had time to * rules yet." β
There was no response for a long time.
Dai Xijiu turned his head to look, and it took a lot of effort to control his eyebrows twitching lightly.
Churchill's wrinkled hand held up the gold-trimmed magnifying glass that hung around his neck, and his eyes were straight, and his smile was smiling, and he was very confused.
This is not just a person, it is clearly a golden cash cow.
Feron felt a little embarrassed.
So he cleared his throat, coughed a few times, and tactfully reminded his chairman, glanced in the direction of Ye Xiuwen, and lowered his voice with a little coercion: "Come down." β
Ye Xiuwen lazily propped up the windowsill, lifted his eyelashes neatly, his fingers were slender, and he pointed at the two nearby teenagers casually and elegantly: "You, you, come and help me." β
The way he looks, there is a heinous sense of course.
Churchill was present, and Fallon finally controlled his temper, turned to look at him, and collected a few angers: "How you go up, how you come down." β
Ye Xiuwen's delicate and graceful chin rested on the side of his shoulder, glanced down at the ground, his face turned decently white, his fingers crossed the corner of his forehead, and spit out four really shameless words: "No, I'm afraid of heights......"
Dai Xijiu looked at the straight line distance that was not nearly one meter high, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Fear of heights.
Fear of heights.
How do you feel a little sympathetic to Pheren suddenly.
Of course, no matter how good his patience was, he would have to lose his temper when he encountered Ye Xiu like this, so Fei Lun finally spoke impatiently to the attendant in a suit and leather shoes next to him: "Go, go, go, drag him down!"
As soon as his footsteps moved, an old slightly serious voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Slow." β
Churchill stared at Ye Xiu and smiled and groaned: "Beautiful things are more expensive, and they should be treated, Fei Lun, go over and help." β
Dai Xijiu clearly saw that the corners of Fei Lun's forehead were bruised, and he almost gritted his teeth and walked towards Ye Xiuwen and stretched out his hand.
Ye Xiuwen propped up his arm, got off the ground slowly, leaned over the windowsill for a moment, pressed his fingers on his chest, seemed to be able to breathe steadily, and then patted Fei Lun's stiff shoulder with great compassion: "It's ugly, don't have such a big temper." β
Daisy Jiu couldn't bear to look directly at Faerun's expression.
It's a pity that Ye Xiuwen didn't have the slightest consciousness of offending people, he only stood in place for a moment, and then slowly walked over from the gap in the crowd, his fingers were lazily put into his trouser pockets, walking against the light, and his figure was more slender, until this moment Dai Xijiu found that his face seemed to be a little too pale, so it seemed that the tear mole in the corner of his eyes became more and more clear and dazzling, and the soft bangs between his forehead hung down, and there was less of the usual dangerous atmosphere in the past, the burgundy sweater had a soft texture, lined with blood-colored tear moles, and the eyelashes were drooping, and the whole person was lazy and easy-going, bewitching and beautifulγ
Dai Xijiu pondered, what is going on with this extremely strange aura? Schizophrenia has reached such a serious level?
But seeing that the direction of his footsteps was very subtle, Dai Xijiu turned his eyes straight and looked over, only to see the only sofa in the hall with a woolen blanket and a fine texture.
Then Ye Xiuwen sat down with an elegant figure.
The eyes of all the people in the hall were very subtle and wide.
Ye Xiuwen obviously blocked everything now, and would only decide to take care of his feelings, he slowly adjusted a very comfortable posture, and then his fingers supported his cheeks, and the long and thick eyelashes seemed to be too heavy, lifting and hanging, looking like he was about to sleep, and said lazily: "Say, find me something." β
In this way, the generous demeanor of the Xuan Binke master was successfully exchanged for the sound of gasping all over the audience.
Churchill stood still.
Dai Xijiu tried to ease the atmosphere, and laughed dryly: "This person, my family will send it over, just because of his brain, his brain is not very good......"
But when he heard a hearty laugh, Churchill's dim eyes were shining, and he walked over with a cane: "It's a child with personality, I like it." β
As soon as the old man's body shape was wrong, Dai Xijiu and the noble figure were immediately clear, and a kind voice sounded: "Child, these two young ladies behind me, you have a familiar ......"
Gao Gui took a few steps forward, approached Ye Xiuwen's side, leaned over slightly, looked straight over, and his eyes were clear: "Take a closer look, if you come from this family, you will definitely see me." β
Finally getting to the point, Dai Xijiu let out a long breath, put his hands around his chest, and leaned against the side of the door.
But when he saw Ye Xiu's eyelashes lifted, he looked like he was really watching.
The noble cheeks were instantly dyed with a bit of seductive Xiao Xiang's red, and he looked down at the floor and smiled a little shyly.
Dai Xijiu felt that the situation was a little unpredictable, and began to wink at Ye Xiuwen.
Tsundere perverted narcissist, you miss, your master, here, here.
She even made a gesture of wiping her neck and sticking out her tongue from afar.
If you don't recognize me, send you to the pig cage!!
Ye Xiuwen's eyes were finally completely attracted by her, he raised his head elegantly, put his middle finger against the forehead of the girl in front of him, and ignored the other party's shy face, pushed it away casually, and looked at Dai Xijiu with a smile.
Gao Gui's face froze, and the delicate blush had turned into angry red, and he turned his head and glared angrily.
Dai Xijiu's back straightened a little, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted into a decent and elegant smile.
Then I heard a deep and casual voice: "This young lady, can you change the direction of facial cramps, you always look at me with crooked eyes like this, I really don't feel good......"
The smile on the corner of Dai Xijiu's mouth cracked, and in the sweet smile that slowly bloomed in the noble, he choked and almost fell.
She couldn't help but roll her eyes, gritted her teeth and looked at Ye Xiuwen with a stiff smile: "This gentleman, you look like you want to die." β
Ye Xiuwen spread his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low and unpredictable voice: "You are threatening me, trying to influence judgment." β
Dai Xijiu felt that he and Fei Lun had some empathy at this time, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard Churchill speak: "So since you have seen them all, which one do you think is relatively familiar? or...... Which one is the third lady of the family?"
Dai Xijiu glared at Ye Xiuwen deeply.
Ye Xiu was noncommittal, his eyes were dyed with a little smile, his slender and delicate fingers were gently raised, and he paused in the center of Dai Xijiu's eyebrows, seeing that her eyes lit up inch by inch, and then he paused leisurely, pointing to the noble, elegant and casual: "Then her." β
Dai Xijiu felt that he was the one who deserved the most sympathy.
Churchill pondered for a moment, then turned back and smiled politely at her: "Miss, there is really nothing to rely on, as far as the current evidence is concerned, it may be that the other one is more dominant, you ...... Please come back for now......"
Dai Xijiu couldn't wait to rush up and beat Ye Xiuwen.
She was still calm in the end, only paused for a moment, then smiled calmly, her eyebrows were clear, her body was dyed with a bit of invisible coercion, her expression was obviously not cold, but the words she said were heart-wrenching: "Mr. Churchill, doesn't it seem too ridiculous to identify my identity just by a person with a suspicious identity?"
She took a few steps forward, her body was slender, her eyebrows were delicate and even childish, but she had a Ling Ran aura, Churchill couldn't help but take half a step back, and the girl's voice that she only heard was getting closer: "Mistaking the master of my family, I am at most, but I am just running for nothing, but how serious will the responsibility and consequences of you, and even the entire Monricaro, be serious, are you really sure you don't need to think about it carefully?"
Churchill's forehead was faintly sweaty.
In the silence, a voice sounded leisurely, clear and low, like a warm sun breeze slowly sent in from the window: "Don't think carefully, you are the third lady." β
The voice was too good, too calm, and it was saying earth-shattering words in a very natural and easy-going tone.
In an instant, everyone turned their heads to look at the person who spoke up.
Dai Xijiu followed everyone's gaze and looked up from afar, only to find that the young man standing by the corner window, the chestnut light sweater had fine stitches, a lazy cat lying on his shoulder, the milky white plush tail sometimes hit the sun, his fingers were slender and white, buttoned the page, looked up at Dai Xijiu from afar, his eyes were dark and clear, and he smiled softly.
At this moment, even the air seemed to soften, and Dai Xijiu only felt that the whole person was completely relaxed and calm.
It's so quiet, and it's so beautiful.
Gu Chenzhi.