"Go in, he's in there."

According to the messenger, Hua Sheng walked towards the hut without stopping for a moment.

To be honest, she is not interested in F.

I don't even have the extra energy to think about what kind of person this is. If he hadn't dealt with the river this time, Hua Sheng would not have dealt with him in his life.

Hua Sheng used to think that f was a foreigner, or a man of great stature, like an organization leader.

It's a pity that after entering the door, I was really shocked.

That f, unexpectedly is a pretty young man.

The eyes were dark, and there was a kind of mysterious light.

Skin is also very white, not lose to a woman.

He was wearing a retro moon white gown, a bit of late Qing feeling.

There is also a small red crescent mark between the main eyebrows. It looks like a birthmark.

This not only didn't make his face worth less points, but also added a sense of mystery to this beautiful and proud face.

He has a folding fan in his left hand, which is closed.

The right thumb with a green ring, all over the body can not hide the noble spirit.

Especially looking at Hua Sheng, he looked back, nodded at her and smiled.

Hua Sheng was shocked. The whole person was subverted.

Because the contrast is too big, she can't imagine that this annoying f is such a bright boy.

Even, with a little martial arts style, that kind of Jianghu flavor.

"It's hard to meet you." He smiled and said the first thing.

Hua Sheng is still motionless, frowning, "where is my husband?"

"He's probably back at work." The man said.

Hua Sheng doesn't believe it. He picks up his mobile phone and dials it immediately. Three seconds later, he answers it. It's the familiar voice of the river.

"Ah Sheng, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the company."

"Where did you go before?"

"Ah, I went to the construction site, but it rained a few days ago. The landslide there was not easy to go, and there was no signal. I was waiting for the people from the construction site to pick me up. What's the matter?"

"It's OK, just a little worried about you."

"Ha, don't worry, Mrs. Jiang. I'm going to be OK. I'm going to protect you until you are 100."

Hua Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes became tender.

"Well, you go to work. I'm fine. I'll see you in the evening."

"OK, a Sheng, you have a good sleep. You are not in a good mood these days." There is nothing different at the other end of the river, but Hua Sheng knows that it must be the man in front of him who moved his hands and feet to make the river lose contact.

So even if the present looks like a harmless young man or animal, Huasheng is still full of precautions.

Hua Sheng hung up the phone and fell to the ground with a stone in his heart.

The micro expression was seen in the eyes of the man. He opened the folding fan and shook it gently.

"The best two words in the world, one is coming as promised, the other is a false alarm. Do you agree?"

Instead of answering his boring question, Hua Sheng looked at him and asked, "F, have I ever married you?"

"No."

"Then why are you targeting me?" Hua Sheng continues to press questions.

"Because I'm interested in you."

"Where's the interest?" Hua Sheng has a calm face.

"Because we are all talented appraisers. It's a pity that you retired for a man. It's a pity I like the Ss with the silver mask, who can analyze the rare treasure professionally in the studio, so Come back, really, don't waste yourself for an ordinary person. "

When the young man looked at Huasheng, his eyes were affectionate and moving.

Hua Sheng has an illusion. Have they known each other for a long time?