The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 377 Sniping [23]

The movements are chic and free, but the eyes are flowing like spring water, Gu Pan fell on Rui Muyi's face, and smiled lightly: "We have already helped the Ninth Prince complete the task."

Looking into Rui Muyi's eyes, she smiled indescribably.

While meeting Rui Muyi's gaze, he raised his hand to take off the golden crown that bound his hair.

The strands of hair were scattered like clouds, and when they covered the cheeks, a feeling that made people dare not look directly at them and couldn't bear to look away immediately pervaded.

That slightly neutral face was made fairer by the black hair, like a piece of beautiful jade without any blemishes.

Ye Rushui followed closely with a smile, and combed her hair with her hands, slowly straightening out her hair.

If this movement is performed by someone else at this moment, it must feel artificial and awkward.

But in Ye Rushui's hands, it seemed that she should have done this in the first place.

It would be wrong if she didn't do it.

While Ye Rushui straightened her hair slowly, she looked at Rui Muyi with a slanted smile.

She smiled softly and said, "I just don't know what good things the Ninth Prince will reward me?"

When Mo Yu's hair was scattered in the night like water, his mind was suddenly in a trance.

Seeing Rui Mu Yizhong's startled eyes, his heart was shocked.

Hastily took two steps forward, and stopped between Rui Muyi and Ye Rushui.

Use your body to separate the sight of Rui Muyi and Ye Rushui from looking at each other, and stare at Ye Rushui's smiling face.

Yi Zhanyan smiled: "I just don't know what kind of benefits Miss Ye wants!"

Ye Rushui didn't get angry when Mo Yu blocked her view of using coquettish techniques on Rui Muyi.

He just cast a coquettish glance at Mo Yu, and giggled: "I really feel bad for this Ye girl."

He raised his eyebrows and glanced in Ye Han's direction: "You should call me Ye Rushui! I like the feeling of the cold night being like water."

The index finger that was combing the hair twisted, and the end of the hair was wrapped around the finger.

Sighing lightly: "The feeling of the long night, when the cold in the night gradually seeps into the body and slowly melts into the heart, is the best."

Seeing Mo Yu remain unmoved and looking at herself quietly, a strong mockery suddenly appeared in Ye Rushui's eyes.

(End of this chapter)