Chapter 897

A pink long shirt, buttoned neatly to the top one, revealing a looming Adam's apple.

The man's posture is long and tall, his cheeks are thin, his facial features are plain but just right. A pair of peach flowers hanging from the corner of his eyes are shining with tears. He held a folding fan in his slender and clean hands, knocked it lightly in the palm, and walked towards sunflower step by step.

Behind him followed a few strong men, a black suit and black pants, more and more of his temperament, gentle, thin body. His eyelashes are light and long. The roots of his eyelashes are clear. Under the overhead light, there are rows of shadows.

He is invisible.

They came face to face and met each other on a narrow road.

Not very wide corridor, two people pass by, Su Kui smell man's body if there is like no orchid fragrance, quiet and fragrant. Especially just out of the smell of smoke, it seems that this kind of smell is rare.

Without staying or even communicating, they quickly passed each other.

Before going downstairs, Su Kui suddenly looked back curiously, but just ran into a pair of deep and long eyes that imitated the fog of Buddhism. She was stunned, picked up her lips, raised Yang Mei, and then turned downstairs without any nostalgia.

Go straight through the passionate, singing and dancing hall and walk towards the gate of Baile.

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the river boat stopped, and the corner of the eye was raised with interest. The tear nevus under the eyes became more and more dazzling.

Seeing that he stopped, Wang Wu, the bodyguard, whispered, "my lord?" And then follow the eyes of Jiang Xi to see the past, but only to see the empty stairway, as well as the noise from time to time in the hall.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Xuan is back to his mind, carelessly takes back his sight, hooks his lips and opens his long legs. "Nothing, I see an interesting little thing."

"Ah? Do you have one? " Wang Wu scratched his head and asked.

The River catfish purses its lips, but smiles.

A group of people surrounded him and walked into a quiet box at the corner of the corridor.

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the evening wind blows gently, the stars on the blue and black night screen flash out, and the huge silver plate light yarn flows down, shining the oily road.

Su Kui took a deep breath. This is an era that has not been polluted by industry. Everything is fresh.

She put on her coat and suddenly became interested in walking on the street.

In this lazy City, both men and women have a little romantic Tanabata.

She remembers a saying like this --

the previous letters were very slow, the horses were far away, and she only loved one person in her life.

Old Shanghai is such a city full of elegance and laziness. It is casually and casually mixed with songs and dances that are enough to paralyze the brain, and then let itself die and rot in such a romantic and prosperous city.

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but Su Kui didn't shake far. The lights behind him flash with the horn. In the quiet night, the noise is harsh.

Su Kui stops and turns around.

The car quickly stopped beside her, the door opened and a man came out of it.

The same big back dress, a slightly bookish Zhongshan suit, leather shoes on the asphalt road clattering.

It's su min, Su Maoer's eldest brother.

Su min pursed her lips and stepped forward quickly. She pulled Su Kui's arm up and down to look at her. Seeing that she was intact, even with no hair, she was relieved and began to ask, "where have you been? Don't go home in the middle of the night, is to make us worry about death? "