The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 250 Gaming God (18)

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Anyone who knows Mu Bai knows that he has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

This is reflected in-

Will not easily have physical contact with strangers.

The 'juvenile' in front of me is an absolute stranger by the definition of a patient with mild cleanliness.

However, when Mu Bai met the beautiful peach blossom eyes of the 'boy', he couldn't do it in his heart... to ignore.

Mu Bai pursed his pink lips—this was a subconscious movement of his slight struggle and hesitation.

"Song Ye, Xiao Yezi, right? Hello, hello, hello..." Xiao He knew his team leader's cold personality, so he came out to smooth things over, and was about to take the place of Mu Bai to hold Feng Wharton's hand in mid-air, so that she couldn't help it. As for embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, before Xiao He approached, the boy in white shirt and black pants had already stretched out his hand.

That hand, as Color described, was slender and beautiful, a bit more flawless than Bai Yu.

Neither light nor heavy, hold it.

"Hello, Mu Bai." Mu Bai said with care.

In just four words, the beautiful timbre overflowed from the pale pink lips.

The young man drooped his eyelashes to cover the strange color surging in his obsidian eyes.

This hand is very slender and soft, and it feels like soft dough in the palm of your hand.

It was clearly just a stranger, but Mu Bai couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

[Ding!The target person, Mubai, has an affection degree of +5 and a strategy completion degree of 15! ]
Fenghua raised the corners of the magnificent lips, and the arc flowed out a bit of coquettishness.

There are two beautiful boys with the same beautiful face, but one is cold and noble like an ink painting, and the other is thick and colorful like a rich flower.

Tall and tall, they shook hands politely, one looked indifferent and stunning, and the other had a coquettish smile on their lips.

There was a momentary staggered line of sight, frozen.

Seeing the scene of Fenghua and Mubai clasping hands, Xiao He's mouth slightly opened into an O-shape, and he had filled his mind with hundreds of small H manga...

Huh?
Why does this 'boy' named Song Ye look so familiar?
Xiao He took a closer look, didn't this look a bit like his goddess of color? !

The more Xiao He looked at it, the more he felt the same, so he couldn't help but said, "Song Ye, can I ask you a question?"

Fenghua withdrew his hand lightly, looked sideways at the young and energetic boy, and raised his delicate eyebrows, "What's the matter."

Mu Bai's cold and dignified face like an ink painting remained unchanged, but a strange color flashed across the obsidian eyes, and the eyes fell on the face of the 'boy' and moved away very quickly.

Hands, retracted, hanging by the side.

There still seemed to be residual tenderness in the palm of his hand, and the palpitations of his fingertips when he left.

Intentionally, or not?
Mu Bai gently frowned his eyebrows which were as delicate as ink painting.

"This..." Xiao He scratched his head, looking a bit tangled, as if something made him hard to say, and out of strong curiosity made him feel itchy, finally gritted his teeth: "Color I don't know if you recognize it, you and She... looks a bit like that."

This "a bit like" is just Xiao He's understatement.

As a little fan of Color, Xiao He has watched many live games of her, and he is familiar with Song Cai's appearance to the depths of his soul.

Obviously it is-very similar!
But, tell a blue boy paper, you look a lot like a certain girl, are you sure you won't be beaten by fat?

Xiao He quickly explained, "Song Ye, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you're a bitch! I just think you and Color really..."

(End of this chapter)