Beautiful men stay: Hundreds of seductive lines

Chapter 137 Hoshino Landlord Fu Li 26
"If you miss me, I'll come back. It's good to be by your side." Ji Le looked at me with a smile.

I nodded foolishly, okay, okay.

I was happily reaching out my hand, but found that it was a ball of air.With a chill in my heart, I opened my eyes.

The morning sunlight came in softly, mottled and reflected on Qingwei's face, he seemed to have just woken up, the long and narrow phoenix eyes were opened, and the eyelashes fluttered, revealing a pair of beautiful pupils.

Soft as spring water, it makes people want to sink into it.Just as I was staring at it, I suddenly heard a small cry from the window.

"Miss Young Master, have you woken up yet?" It was Xiao V's voice, so low that he didn't want to startle us.

Qing Wei responded in a low voice, got up from the bed, went to the hanger where the clothes were placed, took off the changed clothes and put them on.

I rubbed my eyes and watched Qingwei's handsome man's every move, suppressing the urge to salivate.

"Little V, what did you wake me up so early for?" I rolled up the curtain of the window to look at Little V.

She was wearing a pink dress, followed by a plain light blue Xiaobai.

"Miss, you forgot today..." She looked at me hesitantly.

Fu Li's words from yesterday echoed in his mind: "Tomorrow, I won't be here."

Ji Ling stood up and ran towards the door with bare feet.

Her waist tightened, and she was pulled back by a pair of arms. Qing Wei looked at me with lowered eyebrows, a little lonely between her brows: "Change clothes first."

Putting on the yellow clothes carelessly, Qing Wei unhurriedly tied the belt around my waist with a bow.

Walk through the courtyard to the hut where Fu Li lived on the north side. The black wooden door is old, and the sword marks from the past are still on the door, engraving a period of history deeply and shallowly.

Putting his hand on it, it looked pale against the black wood.At this moment, no one spoke, I quietly put my hand on the door, but lost the courage to push it away.

"Squeak..." The old wooden door slammed softly, and it was Qing Wei who pushed the door open.

I held my breath and looked over, and I could vaguely see the person's alluring posture when I first met him, and the lotus fairy temperament when I got along with him later...

The atmosphere in that room is extremely peaceful, it seems that there is a space of memories flowing slowly in the quiet room.

(End of this chapter)