Manshu glanced at him: "Since we've already talked about you, naturally it's you two."
"Am I ordinary?" Putting aside his brother, this was the first time for Gu Zixuan to hear someone, especially a girl, say that he was ordinary.
He even suspected that Yan Manshu had some misunderstanding about the word ordinary.
"Do you think you are handsome?" Manshu suddenly approached Gu Zixuan, "Look into my eyes, look at your own reflection, touch your conscience and say, are you handsome?"
She picked up Gu Zixuan's right hand and pressed it on his chest.
"Handsome!" The Gu family brothers have been praised since childhood, and he knows what they look like.
At least, in the eyes of girls, he is handsome, right?
However, when Yan Manshu came closer, grabbed her hand, and forced him to look into her eyes, Gu Zixuan's heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, what he was thinking was: He didn't expect Yan Manshu to be quite beautiful.
Yes, look carefully, Yan Manshu is dressed up today, her eyebrows and eyes are all exquisite, even the shape of her lips is very charming.
Gu Zixuan looked at it and unconsciously compared Man Shu with Yan Siyu.
These sisters, no, these real and fake daughters, look pretty good.
Because Yan Siyu grew up in a Yan family, even though she looks plainer, she has an outstanding temperament because she has been raised with money.
Like a lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained.
Yan Manshu may be born with good genes. Even though she grew up in the countryside, she doesn't seem to be very rough.
He remembered that when he first met Yan Manshu, she was still rustic, she couldn't dress well, her hair style was not good-looking, and the birthmark at the end of her eye was particularly obvious.
Looking at it again today, it seems like something is different.
I don't know if it's the effect of makeup or the careful maintenance during this period, but her skin looks in good condition, white and rosy, delicate and shiny, and no blemishes can be seen on her face except for the birthmark at the end of her eye.
And that birthmark... Gu Zixuan stared at it without blinking.
Manshu let go of his hand and took a step back: "Forget it, you have no conscience at all."
Have you ever praised yourself so much?
"What do you mean I have no conscience?" Gu Zixuan certainly disagreed with such words.
However, what he blurted out at this time was another question: "Why do I feel that the color of the birthmark at the end of your eye is different from before?"
It was redder before and particularly conspicuous.
Now he is not so famous, and seems to be much more low-key.
Could it be that makeup is specifically used to cover it up?
Manshu was startled: "Don't you know there is a kind of cosmetic in this world called concealer?"
"Oh, it turns out it was really covered up." Gu Zixuan was fooled and didn't say anything more.
Yan Zhan saw Yan Siyu and Gu Zimo coming down from upstairs, but Manshu was not there. When he was about to go up to find someone, he saw Manshu and Gu Zixuan standing inside the elevator entrance.
"What are you doing hiding here?"
The hand watching over Gu Zixuan was still on Manshu's shoulder, and a dangerous dark light flashed in Yan Zhan's eyes.
Gu Zixuan also noticed it and immediately retracted his paw.
"It's nothing. My feet are not very convenient. Let Yan Manshu help me." Gu Zixuan was not afraid of Yan Zhan.
It’s just that Yan Zhan’s eyes are as if he’s trying to catch someone raping someone. Sure enough, the elders in every family don’t want their children to be bullied, right?
"Inconvenient?" Yan Zhan's eyes stayed on his hand for a moment.
Just when Manshu thought Yan Zhan was going to chop off the legs, Yan Zhan said, "I'll have someone take you home."