Qiao Ni blinked her eyes, adjusted the large black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked carefully, for fear of missing any beautiful details.
His side face has impeccable and crazy lines. He wears a black Armani shirt on his upper body, and two buttons on the front row are casually unbuttoned. He looks a little abstinent and sexy, and is slender.
Her body is casually posed in a comfortable pose, but it is much more beautiful than the poses deliberately posed by advertising models. The whole person exudes an indescribable elegance, nobility and beauty.
Like a painting that is not allowed to be broken, its beauty can only be appreciated from a distance and cannot be desecrated up close.
This was not a dream, the dream-like scene made her feel a little distorted.
After all, such a beautiful scene has never been seen on TV, let alone being staged in front of her.
Although she was not a nymphomaniac, the scene in front of her still surprised her and made her feel like everything was empty.
While admiring the scene like a painting, I slowly moved my body to find a better angle.
"Bang, ah." Qiongni walked back and didn't notice at all that there was a laurel tree beside her that was growing exaggeratedly and slightly leaning.
Qiao Ni's head came into gorgeous close contact with the trunk of the osmanthus tree. The osmanthus tree was shocked by her, and the small light yellow osmanthus flowers on it fell one after another, sprinkled in her hair and stuck to her clothes, but Qiao Ni
Ni couldn't care less, the impact was really painful, and she couldn't help but cry out.
Unlucky, unlucky, beauty is harmful to others.
Qiao Ni rubbed the painful area and had to pick up the fallen documents.
Unexpectedly, the document was very disrespectful to her. The clip of the folder was already a little loose. When she dropped it, it completely broke. The documents inside were scattered one by one. Although the wind here was not strong, they were still scattered.
Everywhere.
Qiao Ni covered her head and went to pick up the documents, feeling so sad in her heart that she was so unlucky.
"Here." A slender white hand stretched out and handed her several scattered documents.
"Thank you." She thanked her and raised her head.
When she raised her head, she was stunned.
An impeccably beautiful face appeared in front of her.
The small fragrant light yellow osmanthus flowers continued to fall and fell on his shoulders and hair, with a faint fragrance that was faintly intoxicating.
What a beautiful picture.
Qiao Ni was so shocked by this sudden 'beauty' that she took a breath.
Oh my god, what a disaster, a disaster that is rare to see in a thousand years.
It's just that this super invincible handsome man is polite in his words. There is no smile on his face, or it can be said to be cold, especially in his bottomless eyes that are indescribably seductive.
Overflowing.
Why does this look look so familiar?
This look made Qiao Ni temporarily stop her erotic reverie.