293 The Seventh Highness Is Such a Poisonous Tongue and Cute
Amidst the waves of water, the pure black and straight black robe made him even more tall, lean, handsome and fair.
There was no expression on his face, let alone a smile.
The clear water light glides across his angular profile, which makes him look a little more awe-inspiring and unapproachable - he seems to be a little different from the previous man with a lazy smile, a vicious tongue and a arrogant look.
Snap!
The stone was broken into his black-gloved palm. It was obviously a rough movement, but it had a different kind of elegance when he made it, as if he was not fighting in the cemetery at all, but standing under the dusk of the setting sun.
Drinking English Earl Gray black tea nonchalantly.
Of course, this is just a metaphor.
However, Nangong Baiye just felt that her senior brother was handsome no matter how handsome he looked.
It’s a good thing to be able to seduce such a handsome man. Make a fist!
As if aware of her sight, Beiming Liancheng looked sideways and saw Nangong Baiye's furry hair slightly raised, her beautiful eyes smiling like crescent moons, and the tear mole looming, showing her shrewdness, but
That action... o(□)o He really didn't want to comment too much...
"Are you awake?" He walked over, bent down, put his fingers on her forehead, and then touched her hand, squeezing her palm like a puppy's paw at home.
Nangong Baiye gave him an embarrassed expression: "Senior brother, can you stop treating me like a pet? I can also work!"
"Really? Can you work?" Beiming Liancheng raised a nice eyebrow and his voice was low and contemptuous.
How could Nangong Baiye let him look down on her? With his little chest puffed out and full of scorn, he said, "Of course I can."
"Okay." Beiming Liancheng pointed at the big stone: "You can do the follow-up work."
Nangong Baiye looked at the big stone and then at him, his eyelids drooping: "Brother, don't you feel embarrassed that you leave this kind of thing to a woman?"
"No." Beiming Liancheng kicked her calf slowly, speaking with a laziness not seen in front of outsiders: "You have to be responsible for working to support the family."
Nangong Baiye glared at him: "Then what are you responsible for?"
Hearing this, Beiming Liancheng smiled, he was as noble as a god, and he was extremely sinister between good and evil, but his voice was light: "I? I am responsible for being as beautiful as a flower."
Nangong Baiye:......
Brother, is this really good!!!
Don’t you think our roles have been reversed!!!
"What are you still waiting for? Go quickly." Beiming Liancheng poked Nangong Baiye's slightly bulging cheeks with an evil smile and raised his chin: "I'll cheer you on from behind."
Nangong Baiye:......
Okay o(□)o
She would just forgive her senior brother's weird thinking and logic.
Tell yourself that this is the expression of his lover, well... although it is a little inhuman.
Thinking this in his mind, but unambiguous in his movements, Nangong Baiye rolled up his sleeves handsomely, revealing a section of his white arm, and slashed the exorcism knife across the big stone.
In this way, Beiming Liancheng can easily pinch the stones apart without getting the black robe covered with gravel.
After all, it’s mysophobia!
Nangong Bai Ye dug a hole without getting tired, with a tigerish face, full of seriousness. Knowing that he was clean, he avoided letting stone debris fall on his robe, and buried his head in disgrace.
Work like a hard-working bee.
Beiming Liancheng watched from the side, his big palm lazily placed on her waist, his pale thin lips slightly curved, occasionally lowering his head and placing the tip of his nose on the top of her head, there was an evil glow deep in his eyes.
"Is it almost done?" Nangong Baiye suddenly raised his little face, just in time to meet his golden eyes, as deep as the starry night sky.
Beiming Liancheng smiled, ran his fingers across the dust on her face, and then kissed her gently.
The fangs tickled the thin lips.
Cool and clear sandalwood.
A deep and pleasant voice.
"One more stab on the left side."
Nangong Baiye blushed a little after being kissed, and listened to the man's command in a daze.
After a while, I felt that I was at a disadvantage again.
Pulling down Beiming Liancheng's collar, he kissed the man fiercely when he was unprepared.
After the kiss, he turned his head and continued working hula hula.
Beiming Liancheng looked at her and frowned slightly: "Mr. Private School should have taught you to start and end everything. It is disrespectful and disrespectful for your relatives to do other things in the middle of the kiss."
Nobita listened and burst into laughter.
Nangong Baiye felt embarrassed, so she pulled her senior brother over and continued digging holes.
Beiming Liancheng looked disapproving. He even felt that the extra human over there would greatly affect the mental and physical communication between him and his soul. He was considering whether to get rid of him...
Nangong Baiye saw through his thoughts, stretched out his hand to turn his face, with warning written in his eyes: "Why do you always look at Nobita?"
Nangong Baiye: ...Look at a grown man, why should I be jealous!?
"It seems that he still has some effect." Beiming Liancheng took her hand away, put it to his lips, and kissed her gently like a gentleman: "It's not bad to make you jealous."
Nangong Baiye: ...Senior brother, can you stop your inhuman thoughts, embarrassment.
Nangong Baiye really had no choice but to deal with His Highness, so he bowed his head helplessly.
"Don't be shy." Beiming Liancheng patted her head, with a serious smile: "Jealousy is also a human instinct. This is one of your few advantages. You can continue to maintain it."
Amid Nobita's increasingly deep laughter, Nangong Baiye grabbed the man's collar and said, "Senior brother, you..." But he shut up, and he hadn't said five words yet.
Beiming Liancheng raised his beautiful thick eyebrows: "Do you want to continue kissing? Come on."
Nangong Baiye:...Collapse!
Nobita on the side was already laughing until his stomach hurt. He was originally in a heavy mood, but he had never seen anyone like the two people in front of him.
Especially the man in black robe.
At a glance, it was obvious that the man had an extraordinary background and was not the same type of person as them.
It was as cold and noble as a god in the horizon, and an unconcealable sense of alienation exuded all over his body.
He seems to rarely talk.
Apart from occasionally talking to the little brother, I have never seen him express any opinions.
Even when he was accused of being a ghost, he didn't show much emotion, as if no one or anything in the world could arouse his attention.
Nobita even doubted whether he had seen them along the way.
I silently recalled it, but it seemed like not.
His eyes were always staring at the little brother, and a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes would always have a vague golden light...