101. Chapter 101 Where did the evildoer come from 1
It's better to look for traces of that person.
With this thought in mind, she was about to go down quietly.
"If I were you, now would be a bad time."
An inexplicable smiling voice came from the top. The voice was almost charming, but it was clearly a man's voice.
His tone was playful, suave and without any malice, but it was still enough to shock her.
When she came to this tree, she was absolutely sure that there was no one else in the tree.
And this person could silently appear so close to her without letting her notice at all. He was simply another pervert with astonishing strength.
She raised her head with a stern look, and saw a man who was not as handsome as an ordinary man lying on a tree trunk about ten meters high, with a relaxed posture.
His skin is as smooth as gelatin, which can make women all over the world jealous. His face is thin but with perfect lines, his light eyebrows are as graceful as distant peaks, and his pair of glazed eyes reveal a different and enchanting look from ordinary people.
The silver robe is as light as cicada wings, and floats like scattered clouds in the slightest breeze.
He was not looking at the stunned woman below, his lazily narrowed eyes were scanning the surroundings carelessly, and he didn't seem to be looking at anything at all.
There always seems to be a smile on the corner of the mouth, the beautiful lip shape naturally curls up at the corner of the mouth, and the bright color is not modified by rouge, gouache or other vulgar things.
In short, this kind of beauty that transcends gender and even race can be described as magnificent.
She couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Don't keep looking." The man's voice was charming and erratic, but what he said was a bit shocking, "I know this face is good-looking, but your envious and jealous look makes me very uneasy."
As he said that, his glazed eyes looked down and he continued to give her a bright smile.
He raised his hand again and smiled, showing some white teeth, "Hello, girl, I know you are very happy to see me."
Mu Lingbo muttered to himself, where did this evildoer come from? How come his appearance and personality are not so normal? Did he travel through time and bring colored contact lenses with him?
"Why are your eyes different from those of ordinary people?" She was the first to ask a question that was not very relevant.
After the initial surprise, ordinary people should ask who you are, when did you appear, what are you doing here, and warn me not to ruin my good deeds.
But she just couldn't look away from those eyes.
The man was not surprised at all when faced with this question and lazily yawned, "Have you ever seen an ordinary person like me?"
Mu Lingbo curled his lips, "You're so evil..."
"Xuan Ye." He came up with two words out of nowhere, and moved his body to the side. His whole body floated down like a floating cloud, but he turned over slightly and sat opposite Mu Lingbo.
He leaned against the main trunk of the big tree, his smile became a little wider, and he looked at her curiously and continued to explain, "My name."
He was such a baffling person. She didn't ask him his name at all.
Mu Lingbo had recovered from the surprise of seeing him for the first time, and returned to his alert and distant indifference, "I have never been able to remember the names of passers-by."
"I'm not a passerby." Xuan Ye's pleasant voice smiled again, "I came here on a special trip."
"It's just a passerby to me."
"I came here specially to see you." He finished his words. The smile on that monstrous and extraordinary face felt a bit childlike. It was really a strange combination of conflicts.
