After a pause, he was not sure about the white dyeing attitude. For fear that the girl would feel tough, he added, "is it OK?"
Han zheguan ordered people. It's not time for him to ask others. This time, it can be said that many aristocratic children in the circle were surprised.
The young master looked more constipated.
Han Zhe, are you afraid they are not shocked enough?
What the hell is this!
It's a pity that the party concerned didn't touch. Ranbai's refusal hasn't been said yet. Suddenly, he heard a deep and affectionate voice in a calm and calm tone.
Such a tone and indifference when speaking are too recognizable. Dyed white knows who it is without looking at people.
Men always wear suits and shoes. He seems to have a special preference for formal clothes. He is the one who has seen the most abstinence in his suit. He is always well dressed and deep and elegant. However, ranbai has also seen his messy and lustful appearance in his eyes, which is more sexy than women.
"Miss Song left as soon as she came. What are you afraid of?" at the moment, her face was noble, her voice was a little careless, and she had a sense of oppression in her calmness. When she looked at her, her eyes were quiet, it was difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger, and it was unclear whether it was her attitude towards strangers or her.
Afraid?
Can you bear it?
This is absolutely unbearable.
Dyed white pulled his lips and smiled lightly and coldly: "I'm not strong. My predecessors care."
Wen Haoqing stood in front of the billiard table, half of the light and shadow leaked on him, holding the billiard rod in one hand, which was particularly beautiful against the hand. The bony joints were slender and strong, and the tail ring added a bit of cold taste. Looking at the hand, she remembered the astringent look of a man when his fingertips rubbed the corners of her lips. Rao Shi's elegant appearance also brought a bit of desire.
upright gentlemen?
What to install.
"Come on." Wen Haoqing seemed to notice her eyes and smiled lightly. She was gentle and elegant. Her white jaw faintly pointed the direction of the billiard table, and hooked her tail finger to dye white. The ring reflected Yingrun luster.
"Come on."
Han zhe looked at the scene and twisted his eyebrows unconsciously.
Others are more stupid.
Why does this matter involve Wen Haoqing?!
Song Bai, do you know Wen Haoqing?
Wen Haoqing even took the initiative to talk to song Bai and invited people to play billiards together?
Are all the sleeping slots crazy?
Which immortal is song Bai? He suddenly accepted two people who can't be provoked!
The young master's hand trembled and his heart trembled. He didn't know where he was or what he saw.
Ranbai holds a billiard pole and casually leans to one side. She looks at Wen Haoqing's benchmarking action, showing an appropriate calm and elegant. When she bends down and focuses, she has an inexplicable sense of hook.
Her eyes were lazy and scattered on Wen Haoqing, and she sighed at the bottom of her heart.
Why did you stay.
The whole box was as quiet as a chicken, and no one spoke.
obviously,
Wen Haoqing, who has never been close to women, actually played billiards with song Bai. He was brought by Han Zhe.
This scene was so shocking that they always felt they saw something they shouldn't have seen.
The box was so quiet that there was only the sound of billiards rolling down.
"Is she song Bai?" one of the girls leaned against the young master and asked in a low voice.
The girl looks very soft and beautiful. She is clean and pure, like the first love on campus. Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to dyed white, but her temperament is very different. She is weak Liu Fufeng, like a pear flower under the moon.
Accurately speaking, it is the same type as the previous song and Bai dynasties.
The young master replied absently. His eyes never left the scene, "yes."
"Not so much..." the girl pursed her soft lips and looked at the figure in front of the billiard table. Whether it was Wen Haoqing or Han zhe who couldn't get close to her, she flashed a look of jealousy and disdain in her eyes and whispered.
The girl knows ranbai, but she doesn't know what happened with Han zhe before.
I just think I'm also a schemer. I can't do it by relying on the way of white lotus.
Don't men like the type of gentle and small, how can they be interested in such a cold.
The young master was careless and didn't know what he was thinking. After hearing the girl's words, he glanced at her, made a short sneer, and the corners of his lips provoked a lazy arc.
The girl was inexplicably hot, and some were not sure what the young master's smile meant.
It shouldn't be ironic. I must agree with what she said.
After all, she didn't look like she would like song Bai.
The young master's name is Suzi oak. He is the last son in the family. He was born with a golden key and grew up with thousands of favors. He also developed a proud and charming temperament.
He is good-looking and has red lips and white teeth. He can be described as beautiful. He is more beautiful than girls. He looks very milk. He looks like a little milk dog he likes on the Internet now. Unfortunately, his character is so bad that he is indulgent that he is not happy to suffer.
When he was young, Su zioak was most tired of people saying that he was beautiful. In his heart, this is an adjective only used by girls, which has reached the level that he would turn black once he heard these two words.
Today, the young master is wearing a pink shirt. His skin is white and tender. He can pinch out water. He looks more and more like a minor. He has just celebrated his 19th birthday this year.
Han zhe has never seen song Bai play billiards before. When his interest comes, he will also bring song Bai to several parties with the intention of teasing his pets.
He knew how much song Bai wanted to integrate into such a circle and how much he wanted to climb up.
But some places are naturally doomed to be three, six, nine and so on. Without that strength, no matter how you melt it, you can't melt it.
At first, Han zhe looked at the girl's cramped and calm appearance. He just smiled as if he were watching the excitement, and then he didn't care about her.
I just didn't expect,
Now this person clearly did not want to enter this circle, but such a place subconsciously accepted her.
As if born to her.
People,
That's strange.
Han zhe looked at it lightly and smiled. He felt more and more that the girl was a treasure. The more he leaned forward, the more he could find surprises he had never had before, but the closer he was, the farther he was. Half of Han Zhe's soul was gone.
He leaned over and got close to ran Bai. He didn't mind the scene just now. His eyebrows and eyes were full of demons in the dim light. He smiled and said, "when will you still play billiards?"
Ran Bai played another white ball. She adjusted her posture and her side face was cold and delicate. When she heard Han Zhe's words, she raised her eyebrows and slowly spit out two words: "born."
Han zhe was interested, "forget, it's another you who can't play billiards."
“……”
What's all this and what?
Dyed white simply ignored him.
When the two talked, they were a little close. The light source was very dark. Han Zhejiao was a fool, yuppie and evil. When they stood together, they still had an ambiguous match.
"Bang --".
Billiards scattered and scored again.
Wen Haoqing straightened up and threw the billiard stick aside. His expression looked very light. He couldn't tell happiness and anger. The gentle and elegant surface seemed to be engraved on his bones. When he hung his eyes, his eyes were deep and indifferent. He slowly wiped his hands with a handkerchief.