18.【Beautiful Man Breaks Into the Door Late at Night】08
The man was leaning on the roof beam, his crow-green robe almost blending into the darkness above. Because there was no light, his appearance could not be seen.
The man's eyebrows were frivolous, and he thought softly in his heart, "I didn't expect that the eldest lady of the Du family worked very hard. She didn't go to bed | to sleep comfortably in the middle of the night, but fell asleep on the table instead. It's true.
....."
Then he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a black light fell from top to bottom. The crow-blue light appeared in the room, and the flickering candlelight shone on his face.
He has a high nose bridge, and his slightly upward eyes are always smiling and extremely bright; his lips, which are neither thick nor thin, but slightly sexy, are like peach blossom petals in March, which are extremely charming on his attractive wheat complexion.
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His handsome features were half bright and half dark when illuminated by candlelight, and there was an unruly smile at the corner of his mouth.
Huang Yuezhen was lying on the desk, still asleep. She was so tired these past few days that she had never had a good rest. Now she was really sleepy and tired. She slept very soundly, but she didn't notice anything strange.
Moreover, the man's movements were too light. Falling from above was like a feather falling gently to the ground, without making the slightest sound.
He began to search in the room, his shrewd eyes scanning every corner of the room like two searchlights, not sparing any inch.
He completely turned a blind eye to the sleeping Huang Yuezhen. Even if Huang Yuezhen woke up, Qian Yi would still be confident that he could easily escape from here. In addition, the eldest lady of the Lu family was a waste, which made people feel at a loss.
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Qian Yi searched almost all over the house, and his bright eyes couldn't help but dim slowly. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find what he wanted. He frowned slightly and turned away helplessly.
Curl your lips.
"It seems that it's really hidden. I wonder if it's here." Qian Yi's eyes suddenly glowed. He turned his head and walked towards Huang Yuezhen. He slightly lowered his head and observed the table where Huang Yuezhen was sleeping, with that look in his eyes.
It was as if a hole was being made out of the table.
He stood next to Huang Yuezhen and stretched out his hand to open the cabinet, but the book stayed in mid-air and paused.
Qian Yi's eyes couldn't help but fall on Huang Yuezhen's face, and then he looked at her carefully.
She was already asleep. Her petite body was lying crookedly on the table. She was dressed in black mourning clothes. Her long ink-colored hair that reached her waist had almost merged with the black color, and you couldn't tell it apart unless you looked carefully.
The plain and unpretentious clothes seemed to have a faint light on her body, making people unable to take their eyes away.
She was holding a book in one hand, and the other hand was used as a pillow by her and placed under her face. Half of her face was buried in her arms. The exposed half of her face was as white as snow and as smooth as a freshly peeled egg.
, it’s no exaggeration to describe it as being able to be broken by blowing a bomb.
Her eyes were gently closed, quiet and beautiful, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly with her shallow breathing...
That slight tremor, like a small stone rolling down the hillside, fell into Qian Yi's heart unprepared and made Qian Yi tremble uncontrollably.
And, the more he looked at that face, the more familiar it felt to him, like an old friend... The man was leaning on the roof beam, his crow-green robe almost blending into the one above.
In the darkness, he couldn't see his face because there was no light.
The man's eyebrows were frivolous, and he thought softly in his heart, "I didn't expect that the eldest lady of the Du family worked very hard. She didn't go to bed | to sleep comfortably in the middle of the night, but fell asleep on the table instead. It's true.
....."
Then he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a black light fell from top to bottom. The crow-blue light appeared in the room, and the flickering candlelight shone on his face.
He has a high nose bridge, and his slightly upward eyes are always smiling and extremely bright; his lips, which are neither thick nor thin, but slightly sexy, are like peach blossom petals in March, which are extremely charming on his attractive wheat complexion.
.
His handsome features were half bright and half dark when illuminated by candlelight, and there was an unruly smile at the corner of his mouth.
Huang Yuezhen was lying on the desk, still asleep. She was so tired these past few days that she had never had a good rest. Now she was really sleepy and tired. She slept very soundly, but she didn't notice anything strange.
Moreover, the man's movements were too light. Falling from above was like a feather falling gently to the ground, without making the slightest sound.
He began to search in the room, his shrewd eyes scanning every corner of the room like two searchlights, not sparing any inch.
He completely turned a blind eye to the sleeping Huang Yuezhen. Even if Huang Yuezhen woke up, Qian Yi would still be confident that he could easily escape from here. In addition, the eldest lady of the Lu family was a waste, which made people feel at a loss.
.
Qian Yi searched almost all over the house, and his bright eyes couldn't help but dim slowly. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find what he wanted. He frowned slightly and turned away helplessly.
Curl your lips.
"It seems that it's really hidden. I wonder if it's here." Qian Yi's eyes suddenly glowed. He turned his head and walked towards Huang Yuezhen. He slightly lowered his head and observed the table where Huang Yuezhen was sleeping, with that look in his eyes.
It was as if a hole was being made out of the table.
He stood next to Huang Yuezhen and stretched out his hand to open the cabinet, but the book stayed in mid-air and paused.
Qian Yi's eyes couldn't help but fall on Huang Yuezhen's face, and then he looked at her carefully.
She was already asleep. Her petite body was lying crookedly on the table. She was dressed in black mourning clothes. Her long ink-colored hair that reached her waist had almost merged with the black color, and you couldn't tell it apart unless you looked carefully.
The plain and unpretentious clothes seemed to have a faint light on her body, making people unable to take their eyes away.
She was holding a book in one hand, and the other hand was used as a pillow by her and placed under her face. Half of her face was buried in her arms. The exposed half of her face was as white as snow and as smooth as a freshly peeled egg.
, it’s no exaggeration to describe it as being able to be broken by blowing a bomb.
Her eyes were gently closed, quiet and beautiful, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly with her shallow breathing...
That slight tremor, like a small stone rolling down the hillside, fell into Qian Yi's heart unprepared and made Qian Yi tremble uncontrollably.
And, the more he looked at that face, the more familiar it became to him, like an old friend...