—Chuanning Jinbei—

The dark night slowly swallowed away at the clouds at dusk.

In the cold season of spring, there is endless desolation......

Su Mian stood at the entrance, and through the screen, he saw an unfamiliar face sitting on the sofa.

From where she stood, only half of the man's face could be seen.

Dressed in a black suit, with thin lips and a closed mouth, he was talking to his father.

The voice is low and hoarse, smooth and slightly magnetic.

Several people were talking intently, through a screen, and did not notice her.

Su Mian was a little curious, there was a guest at home?

"Mom, Dad." She stepped forward and shouted.

I don't know what the identity of the strange man is, so I nodded politely at him and said hello.

The man lowered his eyebrows, heard her say hello, and looked up.

Su Mian just collided with his gaze, and her breath stagnated.

The man is a little overly handsome.

Standing in the hallway just now, I couldn't see clearly, but now this person was sitting across from her.

Wearing a traditional three-piece suit, European version, double-breasted, broad shoulders and narrow waist, the figure is excellent.

Visually looking at twenty-four or five, there was a detached but not rude smile on the corner of his mouth, calm and restrained.

Su Mian was shaken by that smile, and quickly staggered his gaze from him, only to feel that the tips of his ears were hot.

His lips were even more rosy than hers, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled, which was a kind of bewitching sexiness.

"This is a little girl, named Su Mian, who is in her third year of high school this year."

"Mianmian, this is your Uncle Li's son Li Shen, you have to call your brother."

Su Mian sat next to her mother An Xiaoran, her legs together, her hands on her legs.

Listen as my father introduces himself to him, and then to her.

She secretly exhaled two breaths and called out to her brother.

"If you're in your third year of high school, you're going to take the college entrance examination this year, right?"

He spoke softly, and opened his mouth to answer casually, his eyes glancing at her little fair face as if he were nothing.

It seems to be an invisible gaze, but it is very penetrating.

"Yes." Su Mian nodded, savoring the accent of his speech.

The words are round, and the tone is frustrated.

Is he from Beijing?

Su Mian squinted at him cautiously.

He was talking to his father.

The expression of talking and laughing freely, unlike people of this age, is full of vitality, but reveals an indescribable aura all over her body.

It may be said that Wen can put pen to paper to settle the world, and Wu can go to the horse to determine the world.

Wait a minute......

Beijing, Li's family.

Su Mian's breath stagnated, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him again.

She usually likes to read history books and knows a lot about the Li family in the capital.

It was a famous warlord during the war of the Republic of China.

What kind of state of existence is it in times of war?

There is a shortage of soldiers, starvation is everywhere, lives are miserable, and the people are struggling to make a living......

The Li family has been feared by everyone along the way, and the means must be sharp and ruthless.

People spread the word of mouth, and eventually came to the conclusion:

Don't provoke them, or you'll be the next one to be littered with corpses.

The more Su Mian thought about it, the more uneasy she became, and she couldn't sit still.

Her family couldn't have offended him somewhere, right?

Otherwise, how could he suddenly run all the way from the capital to the north of Jin.

"Mianmian, it's not early, let's go back to the room and rest." Su Yuanzhi looked at his watch, and the hour hand was already pointing to ten o'clock.

Su Mian nodded, said hello again, and immediately stood up and walked upstairs.

When Su Mian got up, Li Shen's slightly constricted eyes opened a little, picked up the teacup from the table, put it to his lips, and took a sip.

The teacup was steaming hot, slowly rising, and through the heat, his gaze fell on Su Mian.

Slender and slender legs, and then up, the hem of the white knit sweater is tightened in the waistband of the trousers, twisting the small waist of Yingying and pacing away.

Li Shen raised her eyebrows, the little girl now......

Wearing such short pants?

Dressed up so ...... Hook people?