MTL - She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King-Chapter 481 love at first sight
Li Yaoche glanced at "Ms. Zhang", smiled meaningfully and said, "Heh, I made a bet with my friend, so I came here to take a look."
"What bet?" Jiang Yue asked dubiously.
Li Yaoche smiled without answering, turned and left.
"Eh…"
Jiang Yue stretched her hand forward as if to persuade Li Yaoche to stay. Seeing that Li Yaoche had gone a long way, she slowly put her hand back.
"What a weirdo..." he murmured.
He lowered his head and found that "Ms. Zhang" was looking at him. This girl covered half of her face with a round fan, only showing a pair of eyes.
Jiang Yue's heart moved, he felt that he fell in love with this lady at first sight. As soon as the folding fan was put away, Jiang Yue said with a smile: "This lady looks so familiar, I'm afraid you and I have met somewhere?"
Such strike-up words are too old-fashioned and vulgar, but who is Jiang Yue? He is a frequent visitor to the romantic scene, and a veteran of the serious love scene, how could he use this kind of vulgar routine commonly used by brats? He is reversed.
"Ms. Zhang" still half-covered her face, raised her eyebrows, as if she was surprised, but also seemed to be very playful, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly, so beautiful.
Jiang Yue's heart was beating like a drum, but her face remained motionless. He stared at "Ms. Zhang", deliberately shook his head and laughed at himself: "Hey, I felt familiar just now, but now I look at it again and realize that I have recognized the wrong person. What an abrupt lady."
That's right, first strike up a conversation in the old way to attract the lady's attention, and then pretend to admit the wrong person, so that the lady thinks that he is not such a frivolous person. Jiang Yue has a well-thought-out plan, and he feels that this kind of girl who has been raised in a deep boudoir and has never seen much of the world is sure to be in his hands.
"Ms. Zhang" raised her eyebrows again, and the interest in her eyes became more intense. He slowly moved away the round fan covering his cheeks, revealing a little red lips, extremely gorgeous, with the corners of his mouth raised, three points frivolous, seven points unruly, with an expression of interest, as if watching a prey that has jumped into a trap.
Jiang Yue's heart beat violently. After so many years of immersion in the wind, flowers, snow and moon, he has not felt this kind of heartbeat for a long time.
The lady in front of her has a magnificent temperament, like a red lotus in full bloom, flirtatious but not vulgar.
but…
Ahem, he really admitted the wrong person!
Just now when I saw the side face from a distance, I thought this lady belonged to the Zhang family, but now I took a closer look, only to find that this lady is not the lady of the Zhang family at all.
Hey, he came today with a mission.
Jiang Yue was a little distressed, looked around, and finally found that the real lady of the Zhang family was flying a kite not far away.
Do you want to go there?
But the lady in front of me can be met but not asked for...
Jiang Yue was caught in a dilemma. After a battle between heaven and man, she still felt that the family mission was more important. She spread her folding fan, adjusted the expression that captivated thousands of girls, and raised her foot to get out of the gazebo.
But before this step was taken, a round fan was lightly pressed on the back of his hand.
Jiang Yue's heart skipped a beat, and she felt that two of the three souls had drifted away, as if roots had grown on her feet, and she couldn't walk anymore.
"Pretty Lady" was still sitting on the bed of the beauty, without getting up, she raised her face slightly and looked at him. Those eyes were like hooks, which made Jiang Yue fascinated.
Jiang Yue suddenly felt that it was too immoral to hook up with Mrs. Zhang, and he should follow his heart to get acquainted with this pretty lady in front of him.
Thinking like this, Jiang Yue turned around and said with a soft smile, "Madam, do you have something to say?"
