Dark lotus

The world in fairy tales, the prince in fairy tales.

In the "Fenzhuang Pavilion", Mu Xuechen sat casually on the floor, holding a goblet filled with red wine by his slender and fair fingers. It seemed that the wine was red and transparent but more gorgeous, and that hand was as white as pearls. more eye-catching.

With his head propped on his left hand, his soft short brown hair is full of sunlight, his smooth and fair face reveals a sharp and cool handsomeness; , the beautiful lip shape, all exaggerate nobility and elegance,

He likes to laugh and is used to laughing, no matter what the situation is.

Some people are not suitable for wearing a white suit, but Mu Xuechen wearing a white suit looks even more slender, with fair skin without a trace of blemish, wearing a luxury watch on his wrist, exuding a fashionable atmosphere and elegant temperament, It's a perfect match!

As far as the eyes can see, there is a pink peony clump. The peony powder is so delicate and beautiful that it is just the right time for the flowers to bloom. The large pieces of peonies together show the grace and luxury of the peony. The temperament is also more outstanding. The red in white and white in pink colors all show the fragrance and beauty of peonies. Each flower has its own characteristics. Only when you experience it with your heart can you know that the same peony can also be See a different mood.

Mu Xuechen looked into the depths of the peony, as if waiting for someone to appear.

He took a sip of the red wine in the glass, swallowed it, and fiddled with the phone in boredom, "I'm late~" Like a breeze blowing, I only heard someone's murmur.

"Are you late?" A cold, ice-like voice came, and Mu Xuechen knew that he was coming!

The cold wind is coming.

He came against the light, like a god descending.A gust of breeze blew by, blowing his short black hair and his black suit. The swaying peonies, as if they were welcoming their most distinguished guests, bowed down and bowed their heads in admiration.He is more like an emissary from the sky, handsome, unrestrained and suave.

Black hair, slanted and straight eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outline, slender and well-proportioned figure, like an eagle in the dark night, cold and lonely but domineering Compelling, solitary and independent exudes a strength that disdains the world.The background of peonies did not reduce his imposing manner, but it reflected his poppy-like charm and danger even more.

Mu Xuechen looked up at him, with a wicked smile, even the two thick eyebrows were gently rippling, as if smiling all the time, curved like a bright first quarter moon in the night sky.Fair skin sets off the light pink lips, handsome and prominent facial features, perfect face shape, especially the dazzling diamond earring on the left ear, which adds a touch of unruly to his handsomeness, look at the watch on his wrist, The red lips moved slightly, "No?"

They are standing one by one and sitting by the other, no one can take away the demeanor of the other, it can only be said that they stand out even more!

"Your watch is fast." Leng Yifeng looked at Mu Xuechen, and said such a sentence without blushing.

Fortunately, Mu Xuechen knew Leng Yifeng well enough, so he didn't react much when he heard this sentence, "Did you go to the Great Wall to practice recently? Your skills are good."

Leng Yifeng also knew that Mu Xuechen was mocking him for his thick skin, but how could it affect him! "Don't you go to the country of daughters too."

They attack each other, but they are ambiguous.

After Mu Xuechen thought about it for a while, he knew that Leng Yifeng meant that he spent all day in the ocean of women.

"Hormones are flooding!" As if afraid that Mu Xuechen would not understand, Leng Yifeng added another sentence.

Mu Xuechen was depressed, he was not stupid, he didn't need an interpreter.

"I'm different from you," Mu Xuechen said seriously.

"I didn't say you are the same as me." Leng Yifeng immediately returned with some disgust, as if it was the same as Mu Xuechen, something he couldn't accept.

Mu Xuechen rolled his eyes, such an indecent gesture, he did it with a cuteness and beauty, "I am just a mortal, and you are a monk who has practiced for thousands of years." Speaking of this, Mu Xuechen Xuechen paused intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's normal for me to have seven emotions and six desires, but of course you, a monk, can't appreciate the fun of ordinary people. Tell me, right." After speaking, he looked at Leng Yifeng like a joke.

Leng Yifeng was very calm, maybe Mu Xuechen's words didn't have much influence on him, the corner of his mouth drew a cold arc, "If you go on like this, before you reach middle age, the iron rod will soon be ground into a needle Already?" Leng Yifeng satirized Mu Xuechen without blushing and heartbeat, but he acted extremely innocent and pure.

Mu Xuechen's face sank, and he returned to normal in an instant, "Oh? Is it because President Leng couldn't do it there, so he envied and hated him?" Mu Xuechen held his forehead in an extremely sad manner, and glanced at it again. Leng Yifeng, to be precise, he was aiming at the crotch of Leng Yifeng, as if he was really curious about whether Leng Yifeng could work, or in other words, he had already concluded that Leng Yifeng was not good enough, and speaking of this, Leng Yifeng Feng's face immediately darkened.

"Then why don't you give it a try and see if it's what you think." He approached Mu Xuechen dangerously, and slowly, with a voice full of coldness, spoke so ambiguously in Mu Xuechen's ear. if.

Although this kind of cold and easy wind is full of danger, it exudes a more deadly charm, just like a mandala flower, knowing that it will fall into the darkness that will never be restored, but it makes people want to fall down.

"I don't have that hobby." Mu Xuechen picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, the red wine flowed down his throat, his Adam's apple moved slightly, sexy temptation, the red lips were stained with the smell of red wine, Red makes people have the urge to kiss Fangze.

"It turns out that I misunderstood President Leng, and President Leng's sexual orientation is indeed different from others." It's just that the words spit out from those red lips are not so pleasant, although it is a gentle voice, sunny breath, and cold. Yifeng's Dark Ye Shura formed a stark contrast, but he was still so angry that Leng Yifeng almost vomited blood.

Will you die if you don't speak, will you die if you don't say unnecessary words, and this thought dynamic is too illogical!Leng Yifeng thought to himself.

"President Leng, please move your big face away from my eyes, blocking my view of the scenery." Leng Yifeng was complaining strongly in his heart, but was staggered by Mu Xuechen again. How big is his face? up?Where is it big!

This is not the point, the point is: he has been disliked by others, and the people who dislike him are the people he hates the most!

However, Leng Yifeng still stood up, and obediently sat in the position opposite Mu Xuechen, admiring the scenery other than Mu Xuechen.

"You are still so annoying." Looking into the distance, Leng Yifeng sighed sincerely!

"To each other." Mu Xuechen returned without raising her head.

Under the setting sun, in the pavilion, the shadows of the two of them stretched very long, very long, the golden sunlight shone on their bodies, their faces had a somewhat dreamy atmosphere, so beautiful, so eye-catching!