The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Shen Sinian was standing under the dim light of the Chinese painting shop. When he heard the cold tone of the little fox, the man's handsome face became inexplicably pale again.

   If you don't understand Shen Sinian, I'm afraid that you will still feel pity.

  …

It just so happened that there were a few female customers in the Chinese painting shop. When they saw Shen Sinian for the first time, they couldn't help but glance at him a few times, but because of the arrogant and noble aura of a man, they didn't care. Dare to approach easily.

   Now, seeing that Shen Sinian took the initiative to talk to the little fox, but Su Qinghuan's expression was so indifferent, the female customers looked at Su Qinghuan with some blame for a while.

   As if wishing to replace him with his body, he immediately comforted Shen Sinian softly.

  …

   On the other hand, Su Qinghuan walked past them without squinting, and walked directly to the shopkeeper. After explaining the mounting requirements, he was ready to check out.

  Unexpectedly, before the QR code was scanned, a clear voice suddenly sounded in the lobby.

   "Boss, count it on my account."

   "Okay, Master Shen."

   Before the little fox could speak, the boss had already swiped Shen Sinian's order with a smile.

  Su Qinghuan accepted Shen Sinian's love for no reason, and her beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

   It was just that when she saw Shen Sinian's melancholy and somewhat fiery amber eyes, the little fox only felt annoyed. She knew that if she told Shen Sinian that it shouldn't be, the other party would not take it seriously.

   instead falls in the eyes of others, and it seems that the two of them are entangled and entangled.

  …

   So the little fox nodded coldly.

   "Thank you, Shen Shao, I will calculate the price and transfer the money to you."

  Su Qinghuan didn't delete Shen Sinian's WeChat account, and she didn't even delete the snake essence like Gu Tianye who sent hundreds of messages a day.

   It's just that the little fox didn't reply to each other's messages.

   After all, she will leave this world as soon as Father Gu's birthday party is over.

   So there is no need to conflict with each other at this time.

  …

   And when Shen Sinian heard the little fox's words, the handsome face seemed to have a shadow again.

The man's heart was suffocated. During this period of time, he had been controlling his emotions, trying not to show a breakdown in front of the little fox, and would not be like Gu Tianye's naive call to Su Qinghuan's life-threatening serial, or write hundreds of things. Complaint reply.

  But... When he really deliberately chased the little fox to this Chinese painting shop, and saw Su Qinghuan's indifferent expression with invisible resistance, Shen Sinian found that he was finally unbearable.

  …

   At least in the past, even if the little fox did not regard himself as a lover he liked, he would never be as isolated as he is now.

   Shen Sinian's eyes were heavy, and he turned over the little fox's shoulder almost out of control.

   "Qing Huan, aren't we friends? Do you want to settle with me even this small amount of money?"

"friend?"

  Su Qinghuan glanced at Shen Sinian indifferently, with a bit of icy mockery in his expression.

   "Oh, because of the limited edition Koenigsegg in the world, it's hard for Shen Shaozhen to be friends with people like us from the countryside."

   "Can you stop talking like that..."

   Shen Sinian's throat is blocked.

   He never imagined that all his emotional control would collapse so easily in front of the little fox.

Su Qinghuan's slender shoulders were pressed under the palm of his hand, obviously his strength was not great, but Shen Sinian still saw that the little fox's slender shoulders were glowing light red, against the background of the sleeveless dress , looks more and more weak and pitiful.

   This little bit of red quickly drew out the deepest evil thoughts in Shen Sinian's heart.

  …

  The man closed his eyes, and the desire in his eyes quickly disappeared.

   He only felt that he was going to be driven crazy by Su Qinghuan.

   Who would have thought that a chess player would fall in love with the pieces.

   Will hunters fall in love with their prey?

   But things are so absurd.

  …

   The amber eyes under Shen Sinian's gold-rimmed glasses quickly flashed a paranoid color.

   And the little fox saw that he was about to leave this plane, but he didn't want to wonder what kind of mess Shen Sinian was thinking about in the end.

   She nodded perfunctorily.

   "Okay, then don't say these words, lest Young Master Shen think I'm being yin and yang."

  “…”

   Shen Sinian felt even worse for a while.

   He is tall, and at such a close distance at this moment, he almost casts a shadow over the little fox's head.

And the girl was shrouded under his long body, her eyelashes were drooping, her red lips were slightly pursed, and her thick eyelashes like a swallowtail butterfly left a faint trace under her eyelids, a kind of fragility that evoked the hearts of others. nice.

   As if...it can be taken or taken away by anyone, destroyed at will.

  …

   When Shen Sinian saw such a careless little fox, he suddenly remembered the night when he and the little fox were on the island.

   The bonfire was burning completely, and the girl was only wearing his thin white shirt, her hair was slightly damp, and her face was snow-white, like a goblin who unknowingly bewitched the world.

   At that time...how did you become a gentleman?

   Obviously he was never a gentleman.

   If at that time... if he made the first move, wouldn't the little fox treat him with such a blind attitude?

   Even hate is fine.

   is better than ignorance, better than contempt.

   is better than... such a snub.

  …

  Shen Sinian stared at the little fox for a moment, and finally moved his palm away from Su Qinghuan's shoulders almost forcibly, trying his best to show a normal and gentle attitude, just like the good eldest brother he played before.

   Although, he never wanted to be her brother.

   used to be a show.

   And now... it's...

   Shen Sinian's eyes darkened.

   "Qing Huan, you will go to Mr. Gu's birthday party, right? Your Nanshan Bu Lao Pine, which integrates Chinese and Western cultures, is well-painted."

   "Wow."

  “…”

  Seeing Su Qinghuan's perfunctory attitude, Shen Sinian felt a dull pain in his heart again.

   "Do you remember the promise to be a painting model for me? Do you have time recently? I have kept the profile picture you gave me, and I want to finish yours as well, okay?"

   said, the man looked at Su Qinghuan pleadingly, and his posture was even lower.

   And the little fox shook his head.

   "No need, as soon as Grandpa Gu's birthday banquet is over, I'm going to leave City A. This agreement will be voided."

  “…”

   Shen Sinian looked at Su Qinghuan repressedly, veins bursting out of his forehead.

   Just when the little fox thought that Shen Sinian would ask her where she was going, she did not expect that Shen Sinian smiled and nodded.

   "Okay, that's fine too."

  If... Ignoring Shen Sinian's smile is uglier than crying.

"Um."

  Su Qinghuan was not interested in analyzing Shen Sinian's strange expression, so he nodded, raised his feet and left.