Chapter 63 The Emperor (2)

It was getting late, and the busy streets felt a little more bleak. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the coldness brought by the wind gradually became clear.

The little girl stood alone at the entrance of the street, her dark eyes bright but a little helpless.

It looks really pathetic.

"..."

Small cabbage, yellow in the ground~

Chu Yanhuan's eyes twitched, he squatted down silently, reached out to support Bai's soft cheeks, and sighed.

Why does she feel so miserable?

Like a little beggar begging for food, he was about to put a broken bowl in front of him!

Say coincidence.

At this time, a little boy with clear eyes and beautiful eyes approached, put a silver ingot in front of her coyly, smiled shyly at her, and said in a milky voice.

"Little sister, go buy something to eat... ah, my mother came to find me!"

"Goodbye little sister!"

With that said, the little doll ran away. In the distance, there was a gentle-looking lady who seemed to be the mother of this kid.

"..."

The corners of Chu Yanhuan's eyes continued to twitch, and there was no love in life.

Would you believe it if she said she was not a beggar?

The little girl waved her small paws towards the mother and son with a white and delicate face.

He hesitated.

Chu Yanhuan still picked up the silver ingot.

Don't be in vain, she is not stupid, now she is a poor little penniless.

...

ten minutes later.

Chu Yanhuan continued to squat in the corner alone, nibbling on the sesame cakes silently.

Quite fragrant.

oh~

The little girl lowered her head, her hair was covered with snowdrops, and whispered something in her mouth.

"My dignified Fuyue would have been reduced to this point. If it wasn't for the promise that Jun Heng would not be able to use his power in the small world, I would have long ago..."

"I will destroy that stupid line sooner or later, and I won't even give me the plot."

The little girl looked like a jade carving, and she muttered over there with a straight face, looking pitiful and cute.

After eating the biscuits, Chu Yanhuan patted his little paws and stood up.

No, she can't just eat and die like this.

Raising his eyes and looking around, Chu Yanhuan stared at a carriage parked on the side of the road.

The car looks simple from the outside, but if you look closely, even the curtains on the windows are made of high-quality brocade, which is low-key and delicate.

Well, he's a rich guy.

She's going to touch porcelain!

*

The carriage stopped on the side of the road, and the boy seemed to be going shopping.

The little girl sneaked up, opened the curtain, and glanced inside quietly.

Visible to the eye.

He looks like a teenager, not very old.

But it has already begun to flourish.

There was incense burning in the carriage, and the side face of the boy was slightly blurred in the lingering smoke, but he could still see the general outline clearly, the bridge of the nose was high, and the side face was exquisite and perfect.

He was taking a nap with his eyes closed, his head resting on one hand, and the wrist exposed by his sleeve was as white as jade and beautiful.

Chu Yanhuan was stunned for a moment.

As her feet slipped, the little girl let out a very short snort, and she slammed onto the carriage, so she didn't fall off.

The thick and curled long eyelashes trembled twice, and Shen Qingjue woke up.

The young man raised his dark and cold eyes and looked straight at Chu Yanhuan outside the window. The glass-like eyes were clear, like the top of a snow-capped mountain that had not melted for a long time, a unique coldness.

"..."

A little embarrassing.

But precisely because of this, Chu Yanhuan also saw his appearance clearly.

Picturesque eyebrows, thin lips like flowers.

The boy's brows and eyes were full of clarity, as clean as snow.

Delicate to almost beautiful looks.

Shen Qingjue glanced at her lightly, her eyes were not cold, but there was an indescribable sense of distance.

"who are you?"

His voice was as clear as snow, with the slight magnetism unique to a young man.

His tone was neither cold nor arrogant, but he could clearly feel his indifference.

First two shifts, and then make up for the next four shifts at night~

It's about seven, eight or nine o'clock, hey hey hey

Fu Yue is actually very cute, she's just not good at expressing her feelings

Ask for a ticket, okay?