Chapter 10

At first sight of his face, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help but pick her eyebrows.

Reflected in their own eyes, this is a beautiful face that cannot be described with words.

Eyebrows are cut like knives, temples are like ink paintings, and eyes are like excellent smoke. According to the photo, it seems that there will be fog when exposed to the sunlight. The lips are very thin and the skin is white to transparent. It makes people want to get close to them.

Jiang Luoyu fixed to look at his face, after a while, eyebrows did not pick.

This is, of course, on the premise that the beauty of the face is not nearly completely destroyed by a ferocious, twisted, dark brown scar from the brow to the corner of the mouth.

The young man showed his face in silence and looked up at him in silence.

Jiang Luoyu was so pure in her eyes that she felt a little sour in her heart. She was staring at the pair of smoked amber. After a long time, she did not know whether it was sympathy or pity. She looked a little complicated. She lay on the ground motionless, as if she was judging that the maid who had rescued her was an enemy or a friend.

"Stand up."

The people on the ground saw him stretch out his hand, and blinked his eyes very quickly. Instead of lifting his arm and putting it on his hand, the people on the ground looked at him without expression.

"Why save me?"

I do not know how far away the road of the youth, hoarse voice with hard to hide the fatigue, the words of obstinacy is very clear, there is no trace of fluctuation in the eyes, it seems to be completely dead.

Silence.

After catching the purest emotion in his eyes, Rao didn't know why he had saved him. Jiang Luoyu could not help pursing her lips and holding her fingers for a while. She tried to ease her voice when she spoke again.

"I just saved you."

The man on the ground did not make a sound this time. He still looked at him with his smoked eyes. He did not know how long he looked. Then he slowly raised his hand and grasped Jiang Luoyu's outstretched wrist. The other hand, which had been carried behind him, handed over a long peach tree hairpin.

Jiang Luoyu glanced at the long hairpin and was surprised to find that it was the one she had just lost. When she looked up at the young man in front of her who could not tell whether it was beautiful or ugly, she could not help but feel a little bitter: "you..."

Even if he was rescued and still hid his hairpin, he was clearly afraid of his evil intentions. If he had any abnormal behavior, the young man in front of him would surely use the hairpin to give him a hard blow when his guard relaxed.

I didn't save a friend. I saved a bad star.

The young man who stood up looked at the change of his face, and there was no special look on his face. He just saw that he didn't take the long hairpin, so he gently put the long hairpin into the palm of his open hand, and then lowered his eyes and drew back his hand. Jiang Luoyu didn't know for a while that he was the teenager in front of him to pick up the hairpin If you want to attack yourself, you should thank the boy for picking up the hairpin and returning it to yourself.

The look on his face was more complicated.

The young man in front of him returned his hairpin, looked up at him again, and then quickly dropped his eyes, crossed his body and quietly prepared to walk towards the road when he came. Only when passing by the servants who were killed or knocked unconscious by Jiang Luoyu, he suddenly stopped and spoke again in a hoarse voice.

"Save me, it's not worth your killing.