Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

Li Qinian hadn't had time to read Dark's reply to her, but when she saw that something was wrong with Jiang Lu suddenly, she raised her head in doubt.

Jiang Lu didn't speak, he just stared at Li Qinian and looked up and down, as if he wanted to swallow life, his eyes seemed to travel through all kinds of time, he wanted to see her into his eyes and imprint her in the depths of his mind.

Li Qinian was stared at strangely by him, and he touched his face involuntarily:

"What's wrong, bro? Is there something on my face..."

Jiang Lu still didn't speak, and she couldn't understand at all with complicated eyes.

Li Qinian wanted to say something, but Jiang Huang suddenly lowered his head, editing some information——

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

The phone in her hand vibrated slightly, she looked down at the message, and it was Dark who replied.

Article one.

[Dark: white shirt]

And the second sentence just sent.

[Dark: look up, look at me]

Li Qinian was slightly stunned, and instinctively raised her head according to the prompt, but there was only one person sitting directly opposite her...

one……

A man in a white shirt.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind, and a pair of peach blossom eyes collided with Jiang Huang's in the air!

that glance.

The stars turn and turn, and a glance of ten thousand years.

"Absurd, absurd brother..."

She spoke with a trembling sound, and the small ending sound fluctuated, like a feather lightly passing over Jiang Lu's chest.

"Ok."

The low and intoxicating voice was the same as the one that responded to her countless times in the live broadcast room.

Li Qinian still felt a little unreal, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Jiang Lu's eyes never moved away from Li Qinian.

His aphasia shocked.

His bewilderment.

all of his...

It all came into his eyes.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he suddenly smiled.

Laughter from the bottom of his heart made his chest vibrate.

There are rumors that there is a god boy living on the moon, dressed in moonlight, stepping on the light, captivating all living beings, but never loving anyone.

God does not love man.

With that smile, the cold moonlight boy suddenly had a human atmosphere, and the frozen breath around his body began to warm up.

The breath is melting.

Moonlight is melting.

He, too, is melting.

His gaze lingered for thousands of years, and there was only room for the shadow of a young man in his eyes. His tone was soft and gentle, and he repeated slowly:

"Look at me."

Look at me.

Just look at me.

Everywhere you look, it's me.

"Look at me……"

This voice sounded like the sound of heaven falling on Li Qinian's ears.

The screen was still on, and the words in the dialog suddenly sounded.

She blinked blankly, her eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, scratching Jiang Lu's chest.

"Dark..."

She blurted out his name.

Jiang Huang stood up suddenly, with a dignified and elegant manner, and stretched out a hand to her, with well-defined fingers and porcelain white roots, making people unbearable to profane:

"I've heard of you for a long time...whisper."

The deep and melodious voice like a cello fell on my ears for the first time, without the noise of the Internet.

It seems to be whispering, it seems to be whispering.

Li Qinian stood up, her eyes fell on his palm, she stretched out a hand, and clasped his palm, looked into his black eyes, and spoke slowly:

"I have long admired your name...Dark."

There was warmth in his palm, which just offset the coldness of her palm.

Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke.

"Little liar."

Jiang Huan opened his mouth first.

Lie to him again and again.

Li Qinian: "..."

It seems to be the same, not long after the iron column dog egg last time, the two of them overturned again.

"I just don't want to trouble myself," she explained.