Mr. Cool and Mrs. Cool were busy in the kitchen. Mrs. Cool occasionally stuck her head out and saw the two young people chatting happily. She was also in a very happy mood. She wanted to ask Mr. Cool if they were a good match for each other. [
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Mr. Kuhl said yes, and the couple looked at each other and smiled, and continued to prepare dinner in a tacit understanding, laughing and joking occasionally, and their mutual affection was unspoken.
Anthony played chess with Eleven, but Eleven was defeated and retreated steadily. She felt that Anthony was a bit strange. If he had really played, she would have been defeated long ago, but he clearly could defeat her but did not take action.
He always likes to "force" her into desperate situations. It seems that she is going to be killed by him, but he kindly lets her live.
"Anthony, you are so insidious." Eleven comments.[
"Why does playing chess have anything to do with insidiousness?" Anthony pretended to be puzzled. He smiled lightly and looked like a noble man. No one could doubt his intentions and would only think that you had wronged him.
"You are inherently sinister." Eleven said.
This chess game is very... frustrating. I can't beat him no matter how I play. It would be great if I had a scheming person. As expected, scheming people are very good at this kind of things. I can't learn chess like a chess player.
OK.
"Who told you to say I'm not beautiful?" Anthony snorted.
Eleven is embarrassed, what does this mean?
"You deny my face, I am not happy, I will punish you." Anthony said briefly.
Eleven couldn't help laughing and couldn't help shouting about the child's temperament. How old is he and he cares about such a thing? Besides, not many people would be willing to say that a man is beautiful.
"I thought you would be happy for me to call you handsome rather than beautiful."
"You like beautiful men, so it doesn't matter if you praise me for being beautiful." Anthony's expression seemed to be a gift of mercy and grace. Eleven couldn't laugh or cry. How could he be so good?
etc……
"Don't say these misleading words." Eleven smiled.
Anthony smiled and said nothing.
"How many days will you stay here?" Anthony asked, staring at her closely with his sky-blue eyes.
Shiyi thought for a while and said, "When the mountain road is clear, I will leave."
"That's a pity, the mountain road may not be accessible for a long time." Anthony said, his smile was a bit calculating, and soon it was hidden under the corners of the heartthrob's lips and disappeared.
"This mountain road is the only connection between the village and the outside world. Why has it been blocked for so long? When the snow stops, the mountain road should be open." Eleven said. After tonight and tomorrow, she would like to go to Heilongjiang where she and Mo Ye lived before.
Take a look at the house.
She didn't know if that place was still there, so she tightened her fingers slightly, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart. I'm afraid only a fool like her would remember that place so clearly.
The headquarters has become a village, and that small dark room may no longer be there.
Anthony said nothing more, and Eleven came back to his senses, "When are you leaving?" [
"Let's go as soon as the mountain road is clear."
"Are you sure that you and your lover got separated here?" Eleven couldn't help but doubt his words. Would the boyfriend of his separated lover chat and laugh with other women like him, seemingly indifferent?
"Of course." Anthony said, with a hint of pain in his eyes, "I go out to find her every day. I hope she knows that she can wait for me and I can wait for her."
What he said was sincere and touching, and no one would doubt that it was a lie. At first, Eleven suspected that he was lying and that he didn't have any lovers at all, but after hearing this, he believed it again.
"Good luck!" Eleven said his blessing.
Anthony looked at her deeply, with that look in her eyes that made her think that she had become his lover, and that he seemed to be waiting for her forever. Eleven was a little afraid to look into his eyes, but she avoided it, not to express herself.
Feeling guilty?
She had something to feel guilty about, so she didn't avoid it. Anthony's eyes were very focused, and there were vague surging emotions in his eyes, but he suppressed them tightly.
Eleven's heart skipped a beat, and Anthony suddenly smiled, "Thank you."
"Xiaoqi..." Anthony shouted. It was his turn to play chess, but he couldn't help but shouted eleven, but he hesitated. He wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
Eleven had doubts in her heart and wanted to ask, but he concealed all expressions and concentrated on playing chess, so she could not say anything else.
This man is very strange.
He hid it so deeply that no one could see through it. The smile she saw now seemed like a smoke bomb, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She never liked talking through a mask, but then she thought about it, so she was not the same, and what right did she have to feel uncomfortable?
?
He seems to love his lover very much, she can feel it, but at the same time, she feels that this man is too deep and cannot be understood. It should be said that he wants you to understand, and he will show it to you. He doesn't want to
What you understand, you will never understand.
Outside the window, white snow is flying. In the kitchen, the fragrance gradually spreads.
Anthony was still circling the chessboard with Eleven. He was not in a hurry to defeat her. He just played with her to pass the time. He enjoyed the atmosphere of the two getting along, and Eleven did not reject him.
There is inevitably a little joy in my heart, but more of it is irony.
"Xiao Qi, if the person you love hurts you, will you forgive him?" Anthony asked her, eyes locked tightly on her face.
Eleven raised his eyebrows, "Did you hurt your lover?"
"I didn't mean to."
"Did you hurt her seriously?"
Anthony nodded, very seriously.
"Then you have to see if she loves you enough."[
"How to say?"
Eleven thought of Cheng Anya's words again, and used them conveniently again, "If the hurt is too deep, we will never be friends again, but if this woman loves you more than herself, she will forgive you."
"Really?" Anthony lowered his eyes, and Eleven caught a glimpse of his eyes becoming heavy for a moment.
He looked at the chessboard in silence, the strands of hair on his forehead lightly brushing against his eyelids, blocking the light in his eyes. There was no movement for a long while. Eleven looked at him curiously, and Anthony turned his head casually, looking at the falling snow outside the window.
His world seemed to be filled with snow and ice.
Eleven looked at his profile, her mind wandering. When he was silent and not smiling, he felt very similar to Mo Ye.
He was immersed in his own world, full of pain. He looked out the window, but she looked at his side face in ecstasy. The chessboard was still, and the world was also still, except for the snow outside the window, which kept flying.
Anthony was the first to come to his senses and looked away. He also felt Eleven's focused gaze. He turned around and caught Eleven's eyes that he had no time to retract. His eyes were dark and she was embarrassed.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Anthony asked her.
Looking at his delicate face, Eleven lost her smile and said lightly: "You are very similar to the person I know."
Anthony was startled, and suddenly the devil chuckled, with a hint of temptation, temptation, and lust. His beautiful hand supported his chin, revealing a bit of amusement, "Let me guess, I can make Xiao Qi see it."
, your lover?”
Eleven also smiled seductively and whispered two words, "Enemy!"
Anthony laughed heartily, his eyes even more amused, "You can be fascinated by your enemies, so it seems like being your enemy is a good idea."
Obsessed?
What a joke, this is a matter of course.
"Fortunately your lover is not here, otherwise she would have come to me desperately." Eleven said calmly, why does this man always say flirtatious and erotic words to her?
Eleven has a straightforward nature, but actually doesn’t understand men’s thoughts. Black Jack, Jason, Bai Ye, and Rose don’t have girlfriends, and they never said such things. They don’t have any evil intentions. Even if they have looks, she gets angry when she sees him.
The number of times is much more than the number of flirting.
There was only one alternative, and that was Mr. Ye San. During those days in City A, I often saw Ye San, the best, saying such things to Anya, with her little breasts twitching at the corner of her lips. She didn't understand it at first, but Ye Wei explained.
Only then did she understand.
The feeling he gave him at this moment was that of Ye San's ruffian nature.
"Why?" Anthony asked blankly.
"Drink jealous."
Anthony chuckled and looked at her deeply. His smile gradually grew thicker. It was obvious that he was in a very good mood.
The two played chess for a while, and the aroma coming from the kitchen became stronger and stronger. Eleven couldn't help but poked her head into the kitchen, and her stomach couldn't help but growl. Anthony looked at her with a smile.
"hungry?"
"It's so fragrant." Eleven said, the smell of braised beef with potatoes, this is a famous Russian dish, the cooking is very special, she thought it must be delicious just by smelling the aroma.
"You have a good appetite."
"No, it's just that I haven't eaten hot food for two days." Eleven said, even those cheeses couldn't match the aroma of hot food.
"Why didn't you eat?"
"No appetite." Eleven paused, his smile a little bitter, "I had a serious illness, which may have hurt my stomach, but I always have no appetite. It has only improved recently."
Anthony's smile faded and he lowered his eyes.
She had a serious illness and hurt her stomach. Her gentle tone concealed an extremely cruel imprisonment. She seemed to be telling someone else's story, and indeed, she was playing another person now.
"It's time for you to leave, why are you dazed?" Eleven urged him, but Anthony didn't see any movement. Eleven reached out to touch his shoulder, but Anthony seemed to have a conditioned reflex and suddenly reached out to grab her.
His wrists, his eyes like daggers.
Eleven was almost a conditioned reflex. She turned her wrist and was about to counterattack. Anthony suddenly let go. He was too hard for a moment, and Eleven's wrist was bruised. After her skin escaped from Mo Ye, it was easy for her to
If you hit it with a little force, it will cause blood bruising.
"sorry Sorry……"
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Eleven said nonchalantly. If someone reached out to her while she was in a trance, she would reflexively attack.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Anthony didn't seem to hear him and kept saying sorry.
