Chapter 695

"What, what?"

An Xiaowan a Leng, subconsciously suddenly raised his head, a face of consternation.

Why do you say that all of a sudden?

"Eyes, the way he looks at you." Japanese girl English is not very good, had to point to the camera, said with a smile: "you see the photos, you know."

A person's eyes, always can't cheat people.

What's more, the man's eyes are filled with indifference, alienation, cold, all over the body, are the kind of noble and cold momentum of the superior. But when he looked at an Xiaowan, his eyes were completely different.

Although not to say how tender, but full of indescribable indulgence.

After the little couple left, an Xiaowan's eyes changed a few times, and she couldn't calm down in the bottom of her heart.

Did they say it to make her happy? Or is she wrong?

Huo Shen loves her very much?

Not likely.

He is such a cold person, I'm afraid this life, will not really fall in love with a woman.

"What did she tell you?" Huo Shen squints and rubs her hair.

Since the Japanese sister did not know what to say to her, her expression has been not quite right, thoughtful, absent-minded.

Ask her, but she comes back to her senses and shakes her head quickly.

"Nothing." An Xiaowan thought that the screen on the SLR was too small for her to see clearly. She might as well guide the photo out after going back to have a closer look at what kind of look it was, so that they mistook Huo Shen's love for her.

They wandered all the way down from above and finally arrived at the seaside.

The seashore here is not like the ordinary sea. Nearby, there are lots of houses. In the past, we can see a lot of small vendors pushing cars full of literary temperament, which are filled with handmade products.

There are also many wandering singers and musicians who sing or play music here. ——But it's all quiet and serene.

An Xiaowan walked, her eyes could not help but stay on one of the hand-made stalls.

The owner of the stall is a very quiet girl. She is bending her head to make a string of hands.

Hand string is very beautiful, is a round colored sand beads string.

An Xiaowan looked at the bead and fell in love with it.

"Do you sell this string?" She couldn't help coming up and asked.

The girl string up a bead, smile to lift Mou to say: "this does not sell, but here have the same."

She took out of the cart a delicate little box.

Looking up at the man around an Xiaowan, she took out another box.

"This is the most famous colored glass bead in Morley. Each one is very dreamy, like colored sand with flowing halo. Moreover, each of these beads is unique." The girl said with a smile: "moreover, it symbolizes:" love is a dream of immortality. "

Love is a dream of immortality.

Anxiao evening smell speech, grasp hands string box hand, immediately can't help tight.

Although this may be the tourist area to deceive people shopping means, but she can not help but want to be deceived.

It's just Although there are men's beads, Huo Shen, will you like to wear them?

You know, this is not a precious bead, or with a gimmick, so it is still famous. Wearing it on his hand, it is not in line with his identity.

Ann Xiaowan thought so, so she only picked up the woman's one.

However, just want to ask the price, around, there is a long hand stretched out, seized the men's one.

Slightly a Zheng, she did not respond, listen to Huo Shen calm magnetic voice from the ear, ordered: "Luofei, pay."