The magnesium light in front of him flickered, and Jiang Chacha's eyes widened.

There is no other reason, Cheng Ma's action is too abnormal and ambiguous.

It seems that since I saw him today, he seems to be in a bad mood.

Jiang Chacha felt that the contrast between his character and her when playing games was so big.

In "Love Matters", he is ignorant of the world, kind and gentle like a little milk dog. But when I really got into the game and got in touch, I found that he was very expensive and squeamish, and he had the best temper in everything, with a temper like a spoiled cat, pampered and arrogant, well-behaved for a while, and a temper tantrum for a while.

This point, if it is placed on other boys, it will be very weird, and they may be ridiculed, abused, or even isolated.

Because it's not in line with people's perceptions.

But when this is placed on him, he will feel that he should take it for granted, and there is no sense of disobedience at all.

He has a face that is more delicate than that of a girl, with very thin eyebrows, cherry red lips, red eyes, light cyan dark circles under his eyes, and his skin is as white as snow, like a vampire nobleman enshrined on a throne, so that people can't wait to search for rare treasures all over the world and offer them to him with both hands, just to please him.

The figure is made of glass, clear and fragile.

He seems to be delicate and weak, but in fact, he is not weak in his bones, not brittle but not strong.

In the weak body, the tenacious temperament in it is like a tough flower on a lonely cliff in a rainstorm, which is destroyed but blooms demonically.

Do you say he's weak? It doesn't seem to be, his spine seems to be weak, but it stands upright, like he would rather not bend, and no one can shake it.

Today, Tianqing, she just arrived at Cheng's house, because she was a newcomer for a few days, so the housekeeper called her over.

"Madame and Second Young Master have already returned, so the eldest young master has been in a bad mood lately."

"The second young master has always liked to target the young master, you usually pay more attention."

Jiang Chacha stood in the corner, a little unenergetic, she brought herself a cheap instant coffee for a few dollars, and she could see him sitting in the hall of gold and jade from a distance.

On a gorgeous European-style sofa, sit the owners of two large mansions.

A woman who is obviously middle-aged, but looks more beautiful than a female star in her thirties, is the hostess of the mansion and Cheng Ma's mother.

The other looks a little demonic, and when his expression is not moving, he already looks very gloomy.

It's like a domineering president novel, in which there is a cynical and arrogant son.

The two of them are like the orthodox existence of this family, dressed decently and luxuriously, and are enjoying afternoon tea exquisitely.

The second young master of the Cheng family added a little sugar to his coffee, stirred it slowly with a small spoon, and took a sip elegantly, his slender legs were lying across the ground, and every day the servant's polished leather shoes were rhythmically clicked, as if he was pressuring something.

Although it is said that it is a brother, the second young master is currently in Jiang Chacha's opinion, and he has not seen the process directly.

And the teenager she cared about was in a wheelchair, with his eyes down, quiet and speechless.

He was not a silent man, but he was silent, as if something could not be endured.

He always likes to wear white clothes, and Jiang Chacha looks at his back.

With his spine straight, he slowly drank his tea.

He seemed to be drawn a line in the brilliant golden hall, and he couldn't fit in, as if he was alone.

Ginger Cha Cha felt strange.

The cup in his hand is poured with hot water, and the coffee is burnt and fragrant.

The butler glanced at her, "Don't you know?" ”

"Know what."

Because it was in the lounge, taking advantage of the free time now, the housekeeper touched his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself. He took a puff, his gaze unswaying.

He glanced at the weak back in the hall and exhaled a puff of smoke, "The current lady...... In fact, she is not the biological mother of the eldest young master. ”

He paused for a moment and said emotionlessly, "It's his stepmother." ”

"The biological mother of the eldest young master, when he was very young, was seriously ill and was not rescued."

The housekeeper held the cigarette between his fingers, shook it on the ashtray, and slowly lowered his voice: "I heard that Mrs. Xian is because of too much mood swing, which affects the treatment." ”

"It is said that in the end, it seems that because I was angry with Mr., I left the young master who was a few years old, and then died and left."

"On the last night, Mr. and Mrs. quarreled in the hospital room. The eldest young master was ...... at that time It seems to be quietly watching in the corner. But it may also be fake, this kind of thing, no one can remember it at the time. ”

"But one thing is true, the eldest young master's mother hasn't passed the first seven years, and the current lady has a big belly back then, asking people to move all kinds of luggage, and live in the mansion."

……

Jiang Chacha was silent, she lowered her eyes, and took a sip of coffee very slowly.

The cheap coffee really doesn't taste good, and Cheng Ma's experience is also uncomfortable.

She slowly swallowed the bitter, burnt coffee, took a few sips, and then turned around and poured it out.

The spotlight in front of me is still flickering, making people feel like they have fallen into an unreal dream.

Bright and shining, the light shone on their bodies, Jiang Cha Cha's eyelashes moved slightly, and he could see that his delicate face was cold and white by the flash for a while, and when the flash was gone, a shadow fell back near the bridge of his superior nose, making his bones even more outstanding and charming.

His cherry red lips opened slightly, close to her ears, and the warm breath adhered to her ears when she breathed, obviously she didn't say anything, but it looked like the two were talking to others, very intimate, and the magnetic field of the two seemed to be changing, stimulating people's hearts.

The reporters outside scrambled to film them, and Cheng Ma's fans were like crazy, some were screaming excitedly, and some were about to stare through her.

There were more flashes, and Jiang Chacha felt that the world was spinning for a while, and only the white light left in her eyes was left, and the beautiful eyes in front of her.

His eyes seemed to be separated by ten thousand mountains, as if through the indelible fog, and everything he looked at seemed to be wet, like a layer of mist.

He is a high-level artist, and he is also like a high-profile star in the entertainment industry, as long as he wants to, he can easily open his hand, he can bring her a dream of being drunk, and he can send her to the hot search at will and gain her unprecedented fame.

Spotlight, fame, Vanity Fair.

These, any of them, are enough to make a mentally immature girl stumble and sink into it.

Jiang Cha Cha blinked, she didn't know if he did it on purpose.

Cheng Maki thinks she's so short and cute.

is also a boy, he really doesn't know how she looks tall, if it weren't for her skills and strength, she would have been blasted out a long time ago if she was a bodyguard with such a height.

His jaw froze, and his lips curled darkly.

He wanted to see how she would react.

He waited patiently.

Before she could wait for the reaction she wanted to see, she saw that she might have accidentally turned her head because of itchy ears.

He was defenseless, and suddenly, his thin lips were pressed against her face, and the bridge of his nose touched her sunglasses.

The self-confident and arrogant eyes froze, and when they realized something, their amber-like eyes trembled in disbelief, and finally they quickly pushed him away, and took a step or two back, their pupils still trembling slightly.

He bit his lower lip, and his beautiful eyes stared at the young man in a suit in front of him, his eyes full of anger and disbelief.