Reborn Xueba is crazy

Chapter 157 Chapter 157

Some people were happy and some were sad. The white and dazzling light poured into the room from the window and shone on the bed. The girl was still sleeping soundly.

It's really easy to think about the attitude of "sleep your own, let others talk about it".

Maybe it was destined that she couldn't sleep well this time, or maybe she was too confused and forgot to turn off the phone just now, and the phone danced again.

This time, the girl really didn't even have the energy to get angry.

Surprisingly, this time it came from the vibration of the video call on the mobile phone QQ.

The girl squinted her eyes, glanced at the word Brother Ye, and clicked to answer.

When Ye Qingcheng's handsome mixed-race face appeared in her retina, the girl just called out "Brother Ye" listlessly.
Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly, and said in a deep and pleasant voice with his usual coolness: "Have you stayed up late?"

Hearing Ye Qingcheng's pleasant voice, Su Ziqian became a little more energetic.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled up, she probably just woke up, her voice was a little soft.

"No, I'm sleepy."

A very frank sentence, spoken with confidence and confidence.

She didn't know how alluring her voice was now, it could break people's hearts.

Ye Qingcheng's hand holding the phone paused slightly, his handsome eyebrows were a little heavy.

Looking at the girl with silver hair flying around and a lazy cat, I feel cute for no reason.

"Brother Ye, is there anything else?"

"how?"

These two words came out of his mouth, with a hint of elegance and nobility, slightly cold.

The girl tilted her head slightly, and suddenly smiled slyly. She suddenly lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

The girl's feet were not wearing anything, and she stepped on the soft floor, her white and dexterous feet were shiny.

She didn't notice that her pajamas fell to her shoulders when she got up and got out of bed.

The girl's skin was silky and smooth, perhaps because she had been wrapped in the quilt for too long, her fair skin was slightly pink, like a seductive fairy.

Probably because the temperature in the room was very warm, she didn't notice it at all.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes dimmed, no emotion could be seen on his noble and handsome face, but the cold aura was even worse.

The girl walked to the window barefoot, perhaps because the white snow outside the window pierced her eyes, her star-like eyes narrowed slightly, and said to herself: "Brother Ye, let me show you, isn't the snow scene in the North Garden beautiful? "

Ye Qingcheng didn't speak, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his thick and handsome eyebrows were a little dark.

She is very beautiful, but when she appears at the same time, the girl is even more irresistible.

Probably because the snow outside is too white to be dazzling, and the white light shines on the girl's cheeks. People really don't understand why this guy is so white, so white that even the fine hairs on his face can be seen. There is...the round and smooth fragrant shoulders that are exposed.

The light in Ye Qingcheng's eyes was deep, the fundus of his eyes was a little dark, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were as indifferent as ice.

He suddenly turned off the camera and only made a call.

Is this guy so casual about video calling anyone?Don't you care about your image at all?

The bottom is that there has been no sound for a long time, and the camera was suddenly turned off, so the girl hesitated and said, "Brother Ye?"

Who knew there was still no answer to her.

When she was about to hang up, Ye Qingcheng's voice came from there again.

"It's hopeless if the wine is not good. Do you have to write another bad review for your living habits?"

Su Ziqian was in a daze, he was so good-looking, why did the master discuss the matter of wine again?
　The number one villain in this article, Qing Yan, you guys actually say you don’t know, it’s so heartbreaking, if you don’t remember, go back to 71, 72, 73, and 74 to see, they all describe Qing Yan, hey~ Sang Xin, here’s a recommendation ticket Chicken soup for the soul to comfort and comfort your authors.

　　


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