You are my sweet heart

Chapter 3: which biscuit is he

Yuan yihehehe's smile, "then I praised brother Huizi's words before, which are also sincere."

In fact, the real situation at that time was that the huge screen billboard was too bright. She glanced at it casually. She felt that the man on the billboard looked familiar and wanted to identify who it was. As a result, muzihui appeared before she could recognize it.

Yuan Yi didn't explain it. It's a default. Anyway, she doesn't want to let outsiders know that she's losing face in a middle degree.

Muzihui should have believed and praised, and grinned and scratched the back of his head. "In return, I'll introduce a welfare to my sister. Nuo, do you know who he is?"

With that, muzihui turned over and pointed to the man who walked to them.

Yuan Yi gulps down the small half of the juice in front of Mu Zihui, and the sweet juice moistens her lips. She licks it and asks, "who is it?"

Voice just fell, a five finger long right hand extended to her eyes, voice warm, "it's me."

Yuan Yi looks up along his well proportioned finger bones. He is wearing a new delicate wristwatch on his wrist. Then he is wearing an Italian pure hand-made white shirt and dark black suit, which covers the man's strong and straight body. The collar of the shirt is slightly open. It's expensive and elegant.

One meter nine thin tall son, let Yuan Yi's line of sight raise a little bit more, see the man's two light thin lips, slightly hook up, dye silk smile.

"Hello, I'm Yuanyi -" she was passing by, introducing herself quickly.

Although she doesn't like to contact strangers from the bottom of her heart, Yuan Yi has learned what to do with adult social life after years of wandering around. She won't have any stage fright even when she meets any big person.

When the voice fell, Yuanyi's right hand was just about to reach out and politely shake back, and his eyes were also swept into his eyes. The man was staring at her intently, and his eyes suddenly hit her, and no one moved away first.

Yuan Yi's polite and alienated smile never changed more than half of the time.

The man looked at her deeply, and the long black eyelashes made two shallow shadows. The peach blossom eyes of Danfeng were clear, cold and shining like stars.

At that moment, in the short distance between the two people, it seems that there is something that explodes quickly in the mind of someone who doesn't know, crackling and rattling, which makes people confused.

"You don't know me?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice stiffened unnaturally.

"Nice to meet you for the first time." Yuan Yi smiled and looked as old as before. "I'm sorry, I got juice on my hand."

Said, Yuan Yi extended to his five fingers, index finger and middle finger, really can see the thick sweet juice, said that can't shake hands with him.

The man did not speak, took back the right hand, the eye light elusive flash.

People who have been in the entertainment circle have learned the basic skill of observing words and colors, so from the moment Yuanyi raised his head to now, he has not let go of the little girl's face change.

Greetings, alienation, plainness and strangeness.

All kinds of looks are so real that they don't show any falsehood. If it's camouflage, she's a born actress.

She doesn't know him.

Chapter three: which biscuit is he

Yuan yihehehe's smile, "then I praised brother Huizi's words before, which are also sincere."

In fact, the real situation at that time was that the huge screen billboard was too bright. She glanced at it casually. She felt that the man on the billboard looked familiar and wanted to identify who it was. As a result, muzihui appeared before she could recognize it.

Yuan Yi didn't explain it. It's a default. Anyway, she doesn't want to let outsiders know that she's losing face in a middle degree.

Muzihui should have believed and praised, and grinned and scratched the back of his head. "In return, I'll introduce a welfare to my sister. Nuo, do you know who he is?"

With that, muzihui turned over and pointed to the man who walked to them.

Yuan Yi gulps down the small half of the juice in front of Mu Zihui, and the sweet juice moistens her lips. She licks it and asks, "who is it?"

Voice just fell, a five finger long right hand extended to her eyes, voice warm, "it's me."

Yuan Yi looks up along his well proportioned finger bones. He is wearing a new delicate wristwatch on his wrist. Then he is wearing an Italian pure hand-made white shirt and dark black suit, which covers the man's strong and straight body. The collar of the shirt is slightly open. It's expensive and elegant.

One meter nine thin tall son, let Yuan Yi's line of sight raise a little bit more, see the man's two light thin lips, slightly hook up, dye silk smile.

"Hello, I'm Yuanyi -" she was passing by, introducing herself quickly.

Although she doesn't like to contact strangers from the bottom of her heart, Yuan Yi has learned what to do with adult social life after years of wandering around. She won't have any stage fright even when she meets any big person.

When the voice fell, Yuanyi's right hand was just about to reach out and politely shake back, and his eyes were also swept into his eyes. The man was staring at her intently, and his eyes suddenly hit her, and no one moved away first.

Yuan Yi's polite and alienated smile never changed more than half of the time.

The man looked at her deeply, and the long black eyelashes made two shallow shadows. The peach blossom eyes of Danfeng were clear, cold and shining like stars.

At that moment, in the short distance between the two people, it seems that there is something that explodes quickly in the mind of someone who doesn't know, crackling and rattling, which makes people confused.

"You don't know me?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice stiffened unnaturally.

"Nice to meet you for the first time." Yuan Yi smiled and looked as old as before. "I'm sorry, I got juice on my hand."

Said, Yuan Yi extended to his five fingers, index finger and middle finger, really can see the thick sweet juice, said that can't shake hands with him.

The man did not speak, took back the right hand, the eye light elusive flash.

People who have been in the entertainment circle have learned the basic skill of observing words and colors, so from the moment Yuanyi raised his head to now, he has not let go of the little girl's face change.

Greetings, alienation, plainness and strangeness.

All kinds of looks are so real that they don't show any falsehood. If it's camouflage, she's a born actress.

She doesn't know him.