Fan Yuyanwei, who had been waiting in the beauty salon for more than an hour, was elegantly sipping British black tea, but she didn't know that she was being treated differently.
Shen Cen twisted the waist of the water snake and looked at the back that gradually disappeared from sight. He raised the corner of his mouth with a contemptuous smile and said, "A clown duck turns into a swan? Do you believe in fairy tales? An illegitimate daughter also wants to transform into a phoenix. What a joke."
The leaves swayed, and shadows swayed on her face, and her relatively beautiful facial features suddenly felt eerie and terrifying.
How contemptuous the gaze behind him was, how deep the smile on Gu Chen's face was.
When we were only a few meters away from the gate, a pillar stood under the laurel tree at the gate. A man stood tall and straight. He had already raised his head and looked over, and a little red smoke star disappeared between his fingers.
The fragrance of osmanthus is lingering in August, but it is clearly not August yet. The person approaching seems to be carrying the scent of osmanthus. His eyebrows are handsome and clear, and when he looks at you with his sharp and deep black eyes, his essence is too strong. The gaze will make people avoid it involuntarily.
Gu Chen knew, however, that the tenderness revealed by these dark eyes that were as profound and unpredictable as a king was enough to make every woman's heart palpitate. As long as she had seen his tenderness, even if there was fire in front of her, she would not be able to stand up to Gu Chen who wanted to get closer. past.
His gentleness, his dominance, and his silent indulgence originated only from her.
There is a small crack in the cold and hard heart. The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus quietly comes in through the nose and fills the crack in the heart.
Like a barren planet, in the dry and cracked ground, a sapling with green leaves spreads out and grows vigorously until it is developed. At that moment, spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the fragrance of the flowers is intoxicating.
It was a bit artistic, and Gu Chen secretly shook his shoulders.
Alas, after half a lifetime of fighting, how can I become like a little girl when I fall in love for the first time?
The fragrance of flowers is also intoxicating... I should say that it is only for men who are intoxicated by lust.
The hand she stretched out had slender fingers and clean and smooth nails. "She looks very happy. Things were handled well." He held the hand she stretched out. The skin on her hand was as soft and delicate as gelatin, but who knew the quality of these hands? That's awesome.
It can shoot with perfect accuracy, it can fire cannons without hesitation, and it can be as gentle as water and stir up the most primitive impulses in your body.
Like its owner, it is both hard and soft, soft and soft, a combination of hard and soft.
"It worked. Shen Chongshan devised a plan. He thought he could force me to submit. As a result, his unlucky grandson did something bad for me, and he even gave me a handle. I was so angry that I took two heart-protecting pills. I came out. At that time, my grandson snatched me away and beat me. He is not in the mood to come to the banquet tonight."
Her speech rate has always been slow, and her clear enunciation has a slight intimidation that makes people have to listen. This is the courage that can only be found in those who have been in the upper position for a long time.
He listened carefully to everything she said, even if she was talking about how to kill people, it was still pleasant to his ears.
If you like someone, you can tolerate everything about him/her.
She also has courage, that is, once she talks about big things, they become so indifferent that they seem like trivial matters not worth mentioning.
No woman can do this, only her, a special being.
"Tonight's banquet is very important. Unless Shen Chongshan enters the hospital, he will definitely come." The darkness of the night hid the coldness in Duan Zhaoan's eyes, his thin lips pursed tightly, and the slightly sunken corners of his mouth looked particularly hard, "He has been calculating for his whole life. , I won’t stumble over such a trivial matter.”
