"I'm looking at beauties. They are really beautiful." The woman named Xiaoxi finally wiped the suspicious liquid left at the corner of her mouth, and then slowly stood up. Compared with the woman next to her, she was actually shorter.
They almost have the same head.
Really, the gap is too big. She raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her. She couldn't understand why they all grew up eating rice. Why do they all grow vertically while she grew horizontally? She pinched
She glanced at her fat face and realized, alas, half of her life has been ruined.
It's not like her. She looked at this tall and beautiful woman with envy. Look at her, her face, her waist, her breasts. They were top-notch in everything. She couldn't compare to her at all, except for her breasts.
It's bigger than her breasts, of course, that's because she's fat.
Even this point is developing in a balanced way, so it can be said that she has really grown up.
"Beauty?" The tall woman frowned, "Aren't you looking at Miss Mu, are you?" Indeed, the only beauty here can be called Miss Mu. However, no matter what she sees, they are all women, and she
Yes, they all have it.
This Xiaoxi, isn't he sweeping the floor abnormally?
"What Miss Mu, that Mu Shui'er?" After hearing this, Xiao Xi pursed her lips vigorously, "She's not as good-looking as you. If we talk about beauty, you are the one." She shook her head,
Staring straight at the woman in front of her, she is indeed beautiful. She has bright eyes, a small but straight nose, and very rosy lips without the need for lipstick. She is extremely plump. It is not an exaggeration to say she is beautiful. However, it is a pity.
She pulled herself up and wore the same clothes as her relatives. They were not ladies, nor were they destined to be ladies, they were just servants.
Although Mushui'er is staying here, she is a young lady and they are servants. There is a huge distance between heaven and earth.
"Xiao Xi, you are talking nonsense again," the woman couldn't help but glared at her, "If Miss Mu found out about this, we would all be walking away without finishing our meal."
That young lady had a very bad temper, but she looked like she was about to fall down in front of others. Sometimes, just looking at her made her really sick.
She didn't understand how there could be such inconsistent women in this world.
"Xiaolan, tell me, is that blond-haired man very handsome?" Xiaoxi leaned close to her and asked in an infatuated manner. The men here are all top-notch, especially the blond-haired one. Let her see it.
She wanted to drool, so she wasn't actually sweeping the floor just now, but she was secretly looking at him. However, he noticed that she just lost a few hairs.
"You think too much. That Yin Sa is only fifteen years old, and you are six years older. Do you want the old cow to eat tender grass?" The woman named Xiaolan poked her forehead with her finger and thought about it all day long.
, this woman is about to become crazy. And she already knows who the beauty she is talking about is. There is only one golden-haired man here, that is Yin Sa, but he is young enough.
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Xiaoxi just smiled stupidly. In fact, she really wanted to eat it, but people didn't want her to eat it.
Xiaolan stared at Xiaoxi's nymphomaniac look and handed her the broom on the floor. If you want men, just leave it to your dreams at night. They are just servants, servants who sweep the floor.
However, she looked back and saw that the direction the man was leaving was indeed special. However, he was not the person she liked. The person she liked had always been...
Thinking of this, there was a slight pink color on her face, which became more and more bright. She believed in her appearance, but she didn't know if she could catch his eyes. After waiting for so long, he finally came back.
Arthur Wyrie is a man who can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain, a man who can even control a country's stock market at will.
She picked up the broom and swept the floor resignedly. When would she be able to get closer to him instead of sweeping the meaningless floor here?
She raised her head, with determination written on her very beautiful face. She would definitely let him notice her. She would definitely do it.
In the spacious room, there was a huge double bed. There was still a small heating lamp placed above the bed, and a man was sleeping on the bed. His head shook from time to time, as if he was struggling with something.
"Lan..." He suddenly sat up, and the sweat on his face fell down his chin. He stretched out his hand and plucked his hair hard. His exposed chest was particularly sexy, and there was some slight moisture on his chest.
He stood up, poured himself a glass of water, then raised his head to drink it, and leaned against the cabinet on the side. His brows frowned tightly, as if he was still frightened by the dream just now. That figure from behind,
Who is that person?
Putting down the cup, he turned around and walked to a safe. After pressing a series of numbers, the safe opened with a beep. He took out a piece of clothing from it, which was also the clothes he wore when he was awake.
There was also an old umbrella inside. In fact, he should have thrown it away long ago, but he was reluctant to part with it. He even locked them all in the safe for fear of breaking or losing them. He didn't know why he did this.
He cares about these things, but he can't say that he cares about everything, even to a point that makes him shocked.
What happened to him during those three months, and why he couldn't remember anything. He held his head with some abuse on himself.
However, my mind is still blank.
In his consciousness, the memory of those three months was really important to him, important, even beyond his life.
He put down his hands and closed his eyes in pain for a long time. When he opened them again, the complexity in his eyes had completely receded, leaving only an excessive indifference.
He strode to the desk, and without feeling sleepy, he opened the notebook on the desk, opened it directly, and quickly typed in a long list of passwords on it. The light blue light reflected his cheek, maybe it was
Because of the light, it was obvious that his face was still a little quieter than before, but that innate dignity was very breathtaking.
His fingers moved rapidly, and there was a beautiful expression on his lips, but it was just cold. As long as his hands were willing, he could control the stock market anywhere, so he was called the Dark Emperor, the Dark Emperor.
The emperor in.
He closed the computer and stood up. In the quiet night, it was a familiar place to him, but at this time, it gave him a strange feeling.
He walked to the bed and lay down, but he still couldn't sleep.