Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 82 The owner of the village and her petite wife with different appearances [4]

Inside the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is simple and elegant, and there is a faint cold fragrance inside, which smells very good.

When the young man sitting in front of her came into Shen Wanqing's eyes, her pupils shrank slightly.

The young man in front of him was indifferent and indifferent, wearing a snow-white long gown, and around his waist was a jade belt carved like emerald.

Three thousand blue silks are tied with a white hairband, her long eyebrows are like willows, and her body is like a jade tree.The skin is as fair as porcelain, the facial features are exquisite, and there is an elegant coolness in the eyebrows.

However, the deep and narrow phoenix eyes are cold and there is a gleam of water, and there is a little cinnabar mole on the tail of the tender phoenix-tailed butterfly eyes, which is light red in color, strange and beautiful.

The slender eyelashes rest lazily on the eyelids, and the thick and curly eyelashes like crow feathers cover the cool pupils.

He raised his eyelids shallowly, and glanced at her casually.

That glance was astounding.

Shen Wanqing blinked.

The young man in front of her glanced at her indifferently, picked up the white porcelain teapot with his slender fingers, and poured two cups of tea unhurriedly.

Putting down the teapot, Gu Jinyan picked up the delicate white porcelain teacup and gently placed it on the small table in front of him.

Nodding lightly, "Please drink."

Shen Wanqing blinked again, and sat opposite Gu Jinyan.

Under the plain gaze of the young man, Shen Wanqing drank the cup of tea.

The young man in front of him looked at her calmly, and his eyes fell on the clean teacup.

Gently opened his lips, "The village master is so casual, isn't he afraid of Jin Yan poisoning him?"

"You won't." The girl shook her head and said with certainty.

Gu Jinyan raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold, "Why?"

Shen Wanqing stretched out a smile between his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth smiled frivolously, "If it's really poisonous, then the village master will recognize it too. After all, the Prime Minister is so stunning, it doesn't matter if he dies in your hands."

The girl smiled like a flower, with the tails of her eyes raised, and she played wickedly.

The words are loose and explicit.

Gu Jinyan lowered his eyes lightly, his slender eyelashes covering his dark pupils.

He calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Doesn't seem to have any emotion about the girl's behaviour.

The teacup was carved from high-quality white jade. The juvenile's hand bones were crystal clear and white, and the joints were smooth and smooth. From the fingertips to the wrist bones, there was a natural and attractive beauty.

The girl stared at it for a while, then moved her eyes to Gu Jinyan's lips that had been moistened by the tea.

Suddenly said: "Can I hold hands?"

After speaking, Shen Wanqing was a little stunned.

She said this?

In the past, the young man was very clingy, even if she didn't take the initiative, the young man would come over.

But this time she...

Could it be because the boy's personality is different this time?
Even if he doesn't take the initiative to cling to her, she will take the initiative to approach him.

why?
Shen Wanqing frowned, a little confused.

This question was too troublesome, Shen Wanqing didn't want to think about it.

Anyway, the boy is hers, whole body.

Seeing that Gu Jinyan didn't speak, she licked the corner of her dry mouth.

"Otherwise, kissing is fine."

Perhaps Shen Wanqing was too naked and proactive, and the young man in front of him finally had a slight reaction.

She frowned slightly between her delicate and delicate brows, and looked at her with those plain eyes, which were very deep.

After a long time, Gu Jinyan lowered his eyes slowly, his slender eyelashes covered his dark pupils, and covered the slight ripple in his eyes.

The young man pursed his crimson lips.

He raised his left hand coldly and noblely.

The phalanx is crystal clear, revealing a white pink tenderness, the bones of the metacarpal bone are slender, connecting the wrist bone, the lines are smooth and extremely beautiful.

(End of this chapter)