High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1440
Darcy asked.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't hide it either.

Young girl.

In terms of one year old, it is only 17 years old.

But already has such a spirit.

In an instant, Daxi felt that this 25-year-old person had become an old aunt, an elderly giant baby.

She sighed heavily again, walked over, picked up the black tea, and drank it.

Lin Zhaoxia stood up at this time, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked at the scene outside.

Due to the protection of the current gate, Century Manor completely blocked the reporters who wanted to get in the gate.

They were calling the door frantically outside.

But he dared not approach the door.

Because the surrounding fences and gates are all carrying delicate currents, almost every few seconds, there is a white light, which frightens everyone.

Gradually they became speechless.

The long wait and no results made these reporters too tired and impatient.

A lot of foul language with a British accent was yelled out by them.

Even in Lin Zhaoxia's room on the fifth floor in the central villa, no matter how far away from the gate, they could hear a few small voices.

Daxi pulled her lips, "They really can't wait."

Mo Ya licked her lips, her extremely black eyes were full of excitement: "Do you want me to make a move? Play with them?"

Daxi opened her eyes wide: "Play? You still want to play at this time?"

Mo Ya glanced at her, as if wondering why she couldn't play at this time, then licked her lips again, wanting to try, "OK? Princess."

This was under Lin Zhaoxia's repeated emphasis, and Mo Ya finally realized that sometimes she could not call Lin Zhaoxia's real name casually in front of some people.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with black tea in hand, the corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips curled up.

Play?
Her eyes were still looking outside: "Ya'er, you will play people badly."

Mo Ya's playing is really playing.

Playing people until half their lives are gone, it's extremely cruel.

This is what Lin Zhaoxia saw with her own eyes.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to say that.

What made her calm was that Mo Ya would never refute her, or even rebel against her.

This is probably the only thing Lin Zhaoxia feels very relieved about.

She turned around, instead of looking at the situation outside, she rubbed her fingertips against the exquisite pattern on the wall of the cup, and put one hand in her pocket.

Today Lin Zhaoxia no longer wears skirts.

She put on a lady's long T-shirt, the vest was a plain green small square, the neckline was a large bow tie made of yarn, and the cuffs were designed with lanterns.

The lower body is black tights, which tightly wrap her slender legs, and she is stepping on a pair of black leather boots.

Dressed all over, slender and tall, with long and slender legs, extremely elegant.

No.

It's her herself.

Just a very elegant and indifferent person.

Even occasionally, there can be a bit of cool feeling on his body.

Da Qian looked at it, and a very absurd scene couldn't help appearing in her mind.

If the person in front of her took off her mask and changed into a boy's attire, if she didn't tell, no one would recognize that she was a girl.

But this absurd way of thinking was broken by Daqian shaking her head in just a moment.

She twitched the corners of her lips, and finally smiled silently.

Laughing at her ridiculous idea just now.

The farce outside was still going on, but Lin Zhaoxia didn't intend to talk to them now, but looked at the clock in the room, "Ya'er, it's time for treatment."

(End of this chapter)