MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Illness is like a mountain fall, Illness is like a shred. After Ye Fei had a fever, his body has been very weak, so he stayed in the room to recuperate, but he got sick most of the time. Ye Wan was worried that she would get sick all day in the room So she pulled her out and walked.

Ye Xuan came to the fourth floor in a distraught mood.

There was soft music in the restaurant, and the soothing sound seemed to be kissing the soul, letting her chaotic mood gradually calm down. Under the yellow light, the light in the restaurant was slightly dim, but it had a unique and quiet charm. The women's crisp and sweet laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet environment, and she looked at it subconsciously.

Suddenly caught off guard, her clear eyes were deeply sunk into a pair of bottomless, like the eyes of a deep pool, those eyes seemed to be swirling, and her eyes were tightly absorbed, letting her fall and indulge , Toward the unpredictable depths, can not extricate themselves.

Si Yuanzhen!

It's him again!

A complex and inexplicable emotion suddenly burst out from the deep inside, and her heart was chaotic for a moment.

In the past few days, Si Yuanzhen did not appear in front of her again, and she deliberately did not think about this man together. She even thought that there would be no intersection between them in the future.

However, she did not expect to see him again when she left the room at the beginning of her illness.

He was sitting on a black leather sofa in the lounge area of ​​the restaurant. He wore simple white clothes and black pants and minimalist clothes, but he wore twelve points of elegance and nobility. He was surrounded by many young and beautiful women. He was working with them. The conversation seemed to say something, which caused the women to "giggle" and laugh. The gesture of showiness has exposed the charm of men and the attempts of women.

This kind of man is really suitable for Yanyu.

No woman can refuse this charm.

Suddenly Ye Ye was indifferent and wanted to leave.

"Every time I see you, you are holding a tool with a carved object, is it for a girlfriend?" One of the women asked him, with a strong temptation in her tone.

The woman was wearing a red tube top skirt, her arms resting on her chin on the bar next to the sofa, her body leaned forward slightly, and her posture became more prominent with the perfect arc of her chest, making her chest white Her skin is undoubtedly exposed, with deep grooves seductive, straight back, rounded hips, and no doubt outlines the woman's hot body.

"No, I'm studying."

Si Yuanzhen holds a yellow rosewood in one hand. It is golden and moist in color, delicate and lustrous in quality, and elegant and quiet. Obviously, it is the finest yellow flower wood with high vintage. As a tool, Huanghualimu in his hands gradually showed the starting prototype.

Ye Yan's gaze was fixed on the wooden clog that was gradually growing in his hands.

His mind kept echoing, what he said before leaving that day: "I will give you a more beautiful **** next time", and I was lost for a moment.

Women obviously don't believe it: "It's a lie, what a rich man like you can't buy? Need to learn carving art yourself?"

Si Yuanzhen seemed to smile: "Not long ago, I sent a hand-cut wooden clog to a woman. The woman probably thought it was ugly to abandon the wooden clog, so I discarded the wooden clog. Later, I promise to give her a more beautiful sister-in-law. When men face women they like, they will inevitably be a little arrogant. They always think that this is an easy task for me, but my first The mule carved once was as ugly as a burning rod. "

As if thinking of the situation at the time, his brow was a little ridiculed.

Ye Ye seemed to think of that day again. What the man said before leaving was more complicated for a while, and his eyes were fixed on the man's carved wooden clog, and he could see the man's long thumb. The depth of the scratches is probably the result of studying carving.

In her image, this man has always been a domineering, evil charm, strong, man with a butcher knife and full of sin, but at this moment, when he puts down the butcher knife and picks up the knife, the scratched side of his hand shows When she was in front of her, she suddenly panicked and felt that she was getting more and more ignorant of this man.

Si Yuanzhen went on to say, "An ugly burning stick, how dare I give it to her? What if she was discarded again? So I looked for a skilled carving artist to learn how to sculpt, Practice her carving skills, and want to give her the most perfect **** she has carved. "

After that, he looked up at the door.

At the beginning of her illness, she had lost a lot of weight, and her eyes cleared slowly. It seemed to be filled with spring water, rippling in the microwave, the water was intoxicating, and her lips were slightly white, as if the two petals were stained with rouge. Ewha, tender and delicate, pointed jaw, beautiful distressing.

Pearl white long-sleeved cheongsam, with narrow shoulders rounded, outlines her **** like peaks, waists like willows, buttocks like silver discs, and gracefulness. She is clearly a woman who is as pure and clear as a pear flower, but it is full of charm The bright colors make men happy.

She still stood in the original position. The entrance of the restaurant was blocked in the middle of the entrance of others into the restaurant. This was a very abrupt position, but she didn't seem to realize it, and she could leave at any time, but she seemed to have forgotten to leave. .

A woman said, "You haven't even tried it, how do you know that she will discard your mind again, and maybe she can understand what you really mean?"

Si Yuanzhen lowered her head, and her hands kept moving: "I just want to give her the best, because in my heart, only the best is worthy of her?" He paused, his fingers lightly Capturing the wooden clog in her hand: "And, I want to give her the best, so that she forgets the memory of the rough and ugly wooden clog in the beginning."

Ye Zheng suddenly fell ill, and in the process of fever, showed resistance to him and deep fear, which made him regret for the first time.

Regretting that she shouldn't be so violent, frightening her.

Therefore, during this time, he never appeared in front of her, he wanted to let her take a good rest, and he did not want to persecute her as before.

If you think about it, the memories of those bodhi cypresses are his wishful thinking, and to make her forget, he needs to put in more effort.

you shut up--

Ye Yan screamed madly in his heart, he couldn't listen anymore, and suddenly wanted to escape.

Reason tells him that this man's words are unbelievable, but this kind of words that are not affectionate but deeply introverted still has a great impact on her, and the strange emotions are constantly fermenting in his heart.