Cold eyes, pupils, wandering in the dark, waiting for him to speak
after that
The wall lamp lit up.
As if the wind were blowing.
Roll up the blue hair.
The man is wearing a simple platinum ring.
He looked at her.
Noble and indifferent, cold and handsome, Apollo sun god is sharp and deep.
Hailan raised her eyelashes.
The slight cold air becomes suffocating.
He Lianyin looked at those eyes that were more familiar than calm.
Silent heart-
There was a dull pain.
He covered his heart and his jaw line was stiff and pale.
"You … who are you?" What can have such skill, such eyes and so familiar figure?
This question makes Tehran Zheng.
She froze her eyebrows.
Look at him.
This face is beautiful.
Very familiar
Where has she seen it?
His unusual reaction remind her of that child during the day. by the way, the child look like him. maybe they are brothers or fathers, but will he have children at such a young age?
Tehran, hesitate to think.
He seems to be in pain
But she has no memory of him.
She doesn’t know him.
perhaps
He’s just like that kid.
Did you mistake her for someone? But if she is so ridiculous, this man can’t ask her who she is, but will directly take her as who? So it is obvious that this man knows that she is not the one he is looking for.
"I’m Xiao Hailan." Hailan straightened her back and the light fell on her face. There was an extremely strange condensation. "Thank you for helping me out just now. Thank you very much."
The cup in his hand suddenly broke.
The bodyguards rushed in when they heard the news.
A piece of wine dripped on the black desktop.
Everyone was startled.