bookcurios Chapter 137 The Boy in the Painting (23) (Part 5 ask for a ticket)
Chapter 137 The Boy in the Painting (23) (Part 5 ask for a ticket)
Chapter 137 The Boy in the Picture (23)
The blades are sharp.
Holding it and scratching it on the neck... After thinking about it for a while, it's very satisfying. The little girl struggled for a while, and finally asked weakly:
"Honey, do you give me anesthesia? I'm afraid of pain."
The system said perfunctorily: "Here, let's do it."
The points are gone, and he still wants anesthesia.
It's so beautiful!
Let her wave in this world, not its points, okay?
Receiving the system's promise, Gu Yiyi took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and raised her hand to stroke her neck as soon as her heart was overwhelmed.
The back of his hand suddenly hurt.
Gu Yiyi was startled, and the blade came out of her hand, almost scratching her fingertips, but then a cold and slender finger gently held her hand, and someone pressed her back.
"Yiyi."
With a voice full of nostalgia, the boy rubbed his head against her neck, pursed his lips in grievance, but the depths of his beautiful eyes blocked by long eyelashes were gloomy.
Wrapping around the girl's soft waist, he tilted his head, looked at her pale and charming face, and said softly, "Are you blaming me? Yiyi."
Blame him?
Why blame him.
Wrapped in the faint fragrance of wisteria flowers, the little girl felt that her dizziness was a little better. She bit her white and tender fingertips, adhering to the good idea of asking the system if you have something to do, and putting it aside if you have nothing to do, and asked humbly:
"Honey."
The tacit understanding of the friends made the system only need to hear three words, and answered as if the author had spent a whole chapter of the novel to explain the reason:
"You will know when you go into the villa and have a look."
Gu Yiyi wanted to go in, but the young man seemed to have fallen into a demon, and held her tightly. The young man's cold and red lips moved to the girl's trembling ears, and his voice was also cold: "But, this time They moved first."
"Mu Chen." She wanted to turn her head, but the boy just rested his chin on her shoulder, and casually lowered his eyes. The little girl couldn't move at all, and she could only see the boy's eye feathers from the corner of her eye, which were long and curly. Alice.
But she could feel his gaze, nostalgic, lingering, but also a little sick.
"what have you done?"
The boy played with the girl's five slender and delicate fingers, and his hoarse voice was very soft: "I made them all as gifts and gave them to Yiyi."
He raised his eyes, his clean and beautiful eyebrows curved: "Do you like it?"
I do not like! ! !
Gu Yiyi really wanted to answer his four words, she knew that this guy was sick again! !
The little girl smiled forcedly: "Since it's a gift for me, why don't I go in and have a look?"
The sandstorm has stopped, and the sky is dark and dense with dark clouds gradually piling up. It's only afternoon, and the vision is dull and oppressive.
It is said that the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind will fill the building.
Now the wind has stopped, a few drops of rain fell, Gu Yiyi, who was looking up at the boy, blinked subconsciously, and felt a warm coat draped over her head.
"Not yet..."
The downpour fell without warning.
The boy standing in the rain was completely drenched. The white shirt was stuck to his chest, outlining the boy's perfect figure. His soft black hair was hanging down, but the boy didn't care.
He hugged the little girl he hadn't seen for a long time almost all over his body, she was soft and soft, like a glutinous rice dumpling, Mu Chen touched her head through the coat, and sighed: "Yiyi, wait for three more days, I Give you a gift."
The rain was too loud.
The sound of crackling water droplets splashing on the ground is basically all around my ears.
She raised her head in doubt: "What did you say?"
Fifth watch, your author needed a quick-acting heart-rescuing pill a few days ago, but now he got up and gave you five watch, seeing how humble she is, how about counting votes and rewarding her?
(End of this chapter)