Good girl novels

So the stunning young man actually encountered the jealousy of God?

Yes, God is also jealous.

There will be no perfect person in the world, and no perfect person is human...at least that's what she is around her.[

Looking back at the time of meeting yesterday, she hardly found out what was not beautiful on the boy. Even with long hair, it was soft and shawl, like the best silk, without touching it, but could feel soft.

However, when you see such a transcendent person, you are a dumb person. With irreparable flaws, you will inevitably be born with a little pity and sympathy.

Sometimes a person feels pity, and the favor will naturally add a little bit.

The peerless boy chose a relatively remote table and chair.

It is also a small corner in the lobby, but if the person is outstanding, the inconspicuous place will become the focus.

She smiled and walked lightly, and went over to say hello to the boy.

The boy smiled gently and motioned her to sit down.

The servant could wipe the stool and retreat.

Su'er was a little difficult to adapt, and she didn't expect that they would treat each other with courtesy, just like an equal friend.

At this time, the boy took a clean tea bowl, poured tea water, and filtered the bowl first.

Pour it out and pour the tea again.

He behaves simple and elegantly, and there is no trace of incongruity.

When you do simple things, Su'er can tell without looking at them that the young man in front of you must have a noble birth.

"Young master, don't be too polite, I'll do it myself." She smiled slightly at the boy, completely unintentional, but she showed her tenderness and pity in her heart, without any distractions or improper thoughts.

Although Su'er said so politely.

She didn't stop the boy from moving until the tea sent the beautiful white fingers to her, she felt a little sudden.

No strange feeling at all...

How to say it?

"Thank you. Then... I'm not polite." She took his tea and took a polite sip. At this time, her eyes casually glanced at the lobby. Sure enough, she became a target of human sight. I guess those girls now want to bite her.

Su'er doesn't want to pretend to be young, nor does she want to care about these young women who are extremely longing for.

Youth is hot, as if it is adapting to it in any era.

Helplessly, although she is in her early twenties, she looks like she is in her youth on the surface.

However, the age in my heart has lived twice as long as they are.

I have been less concerned and more calm.

Gradually, a little problem arose.

He is mute, but she is not familiar with him. What should I talk about? How to talk about?

After a while, the two of them just sat together, occasionally gaze at each other, and quietly savored the tea.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something that she had neglected and secretly scolded herself for being too careless, "Young Master, what do you call me?" She sat for a long time, but it was a bit strange to ask for the name.

The boy smiled slightly in his soft eyes, but no answer. The servant beside him spoke for him, "My grandfather's surname is Yun."

"Oh, it's Mr. Yun..."

"What about you, the shopkeeper? What's the name?" The servant blinked elf and asked again friendly. At this time, he didn't know if it was him asking or what his master meant.

However, Su'er just thinks it's his master's intention. "My surname is Shen."
Chapter completed!