The young lady reborn at the end of the world is frivolous

Chapter 642
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The piece of paper clamped on the porcelain white fingertips is still intact, without any traces of wind and sun.

Even the paper is still as white as snow, very clean and thorough.

Oh, of course, there is also a plastic bag wrapped outside.

Zhang Xian raised her eyebrows lightly, and a moving light flashed across her vermilion lips and jade face.

Regardless of what Wen Nu and the others were still talking about, their attention was completely attracted by what was in front of them.

With light-white fingertips flying up and down in both hands, he quickly and neatly opened the plastic bag, and pulled out the neatly folded papers inside.

Shaking, he opened it without a trace of hesitation. When he saw the contents inside, his bright and penetrating peach blossom eyes narrowed.

As if something flashed by.

Zhang Xian finished browsing quickly, then closed the paper again, the corners of her petal-pink lips were slightly raised, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and a slight smile was enough to attract beauty.

It was Wen Xu and the others who were breaking up with Third Uncle and the others, so Mu Yu naturally stepped aside early, quietly watching the figure not far away.

Jing silently stared at Zhang Xian's cold face in a daze, dazed, deeply immersed in it.

He could also clearly see Zhang Xian pulling out a piece of paper from the gap in the door.

He lowered his eyes and blinked just now, and the next second he saw Zhang Xian's smiling face like a summer flower, the arc was small, but it was still enough to disturb his silent heart.

Originally, he didn't have any curiosity about the content on the paper, but now, he wanted to see what was written on the paper that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Mu Yu paused for a moment, his slightly sunken phoenix eyes gradually darkened, and he was about to lift his feet to go there, but the next moment, he saw a lazy and gentle person, and suddenly stood up.

Walk towards oneself direction.

The posture is lazy and calm.

Walking against the light, people couldn't see the expression on her Bai Yu's face clearly, but they seemed to be able to see clearly.

When Mu Yu's cold gaze touched her, it suddenly softened.

There is no way to face the third uncle or other strangers, exuding an aura of not being close to strangers.

"what happened?"

His voice is deep and clear, like a mountain spring swooping down, reflected on the rock, cold and charming.

Facing Zhang Xian, no matter when and where, he can "soften" down.

"Good thing." Zhang Xian smiled without saying a word, raised the paper she picked up in her hand, and then smiled at him with a graceful demeanor, curved eyes, and it was hard to hide it in her cold and clear pupils. pleasure.

With her actions like this, Mu Yu was even more curious about the simple white paper.

What is a good thing?

So that Ruan Ruan can be so happy!
Mu Yu didn't ask immediately, after all, he would always know.

He turned to one side, and Zhang Xian walked straight past him, his stern face becoming calm and steady.

……

"In short, this manor is reserved for those people!"

As soon as Zhang Xian approached, she heard such a sentence.

The footsteps were slightly stagnant, and the next moment, he lifted up decisively, until he stopped at Wen Xu's side.

With cold eyes, he sized up the row of people standing across from him. The older middle-aged man's chest was already heaving up and down with anger.

Even the vigorous and resolute fat aunt I had seen before also blushed, and she didn't say a word.

As for the black boy who stood up to speak, he stood behind a few people and played with his fingers.

Zhang Xian only took one look to understand the current situation.

It is obvious that Wen Xu's side is not letting go, and their side is also unwilling to take a step back.

That's why the two sides are in such an embarrassing position.

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(End of this chapter)