Chapter 1027： Goodbye, the marshal, I will climb the wall tonight (16)

Old Madam Bo gently shook Fu Yue's hand, and suddenly smiled, and said, "The girl's hands are beautiful, of course, people are also handsome."

The Tsing Yi actor was also taken aback for a moment.

She looked down at her hand, slender and well-proportioned, with slender fingers, as flawless as a carved white jade.

With that said, Old Madam Bo took off a jasper bracelet from her wrist and put it on Fu Yue without any explanation. "When I first met, I didn't have any good things to give to the girl. A bracelet is not worthy of respect, and Miss Wen will be free in the future. , Would you like to come to the Marshal's Mansion to speak with me?"

Fu Yue refused subconsciously, "Old lady, this is too expensive. Wen Liang can't stand it."

Old Madam Bo shook her head, "Hey, today is my birthday, and the play you sang is in line with my heart. A bracelet is nothing but nothing."

With that said, Mrs. Bo turned her head to look at Bo Sijin, and said, "Jin'er, what do you say, how is Miss Wen's drama singing?"

Everyone looked at Bo Sijin.

The man in military uniform stared at Fu Yue, with no expression on his face, for a long time before he smiled.

"Very good."

Fu Yue intuitively felt that she could not stay any longer. Bo Sijin, the dog, was obviously interested in her. Her eyebrows were frowned, because the face was painted with oil and she couldn't see clearly.

She whispered to the old lady Bo: "Old lady, Wen Liang should go to the stage to remove makeup."

The girl is going to remove her makeup, but the old lady Bo can't stop her. She smiled and nodded: "Go."

This time Bo Sijin didn't say much, and watched Fu Yue leave without saying a word, which made the old lady Bo feel a little anxious.

Jiner what does this mean?

Are you really interested in Girl Wen?

...

Fu Yue went down in a hurry, stepping a little hurriedly, as if a ghost was chasing her behind him.

Turned around.

The gentle expression on the woman's face disappeared instantly, replaced by an extremely cold look, like the frost of winter.

After eight lifetimes of mold, I met Bo Sijin so early.

After arriving at the backstage, Fu Yue sat in front of her dressing table. She had just removed the pearl hairpin on her head, and her long hair, like ink, was scattered behind her. The original body was warm and cool and she deliberately grew this long hair for the sake of singing. , The hair care is also very delicate.

She took out the makeup remover, and when she was about to wipe it on her face, she saw the person reflected in the mirror——

Obviously Bo Sijin.

Fu Yue's movements stopped then, and then put down the makeup remover.

She didn't want Bo Sijin to see her face that resembled Ye Chuyan, otherwise it would be difficult to get away.

Fu Yue secretly scolded this dog more than a ghost, can't you tell that she hates him? !

She didn't wince at all, unlike her gentleman.

Thinking of this, Fu Yue couldn't help but think of a man's face, as delicate as jade.

Those dark eyes...

She was stunned for a moment, and immediately dropped her eyes, her thin lips pursed.

She seemed to miss him a little.

It was only a few days after she had left, and she had known that person for a few days...

When Bo Sijin just walked into the backstage, what she saw was the woman’s long black hair. She was sitting on a stool, her long hair almost falling to the ground. Every movement of the woman did not rush, she raised her plain white When you hold your hands, it's like when you sing on stage and flick your sleeves, your movements are slow but sultry.

"Miss Wen."

Bo Sijin's voice sounded.