“That……Is there anything on my face?Why are you looking at me like that?Su Qingyu touched his face.
Zhanyi was wearing a fake inverted mask on his face, and his identity was also fake. He didn’t believe Su Qingyu could recognize him.
After all, he is a killer, and he is vigilant in his heart. This is too coincidental!
“No, please sit down.”Zhan Yi was silent. If Su Qingyu really approached him deliberately, he wouldn’t mind sending her down to be with Gu Lian.
The moment the malignity in his eyes flashed by, Su Qingyu put it in his eyes.
Su Qingyu pretended not to see sitting down opposite him.
This is why she doesn’t hide her identity, and she will definitely find out with her suspicious personality.
Sincerity is the best nirvana.
Most of the photos Zhan Yi saw were from Su Qingyu’s student days, sentimental and tender.
That night six years ago was too hasty. To be honest, he didn’t care much about Su Qingyu’s appearance.
It seems that she who is sitting opposite today has been baptized by the years, and her whole person is completely new, noble and graceful, like an elegant white rose.
“Mr. Zhong is a bit different from what he imagined.”Su Qingyu took the initiative to open the chatterbox.
At this time, Zhan Yi looked at her with vigilance and said meaningfully, “Oh?”
Su Qingyu was too familiar with that look, it was the look of a dead man.
But now she is just a simple divorced woman, how can she understand this.
She held her head in one hand, and the pearls on her ears flickered with a faint pearlescent light, as noble and graceful as she herself.
“My imaginary favorite should be thinner, with lonely eyes, unlike an elite fan like you.”
Zhan Yi’s inverted face can only be regarded as medium-sized, not ugly, not handsome, and well-behaved.
Of course, he works out all year round, and his figure is naturally not bad, so he has a bit of temperament.
“You are much more beautiful than I thought.”
He has been traveling south and north for so many years, even if he is not interested in beauty, he has to admit that this face is simply God’s most perfect masterpiece.
Su Qingyu took out a box from his handbag and handed it over, “Here, I like it, a meeting gift for you.”
She smiled lightly, like a gardenia in the rain.
Qin Ou once said that as long as Su Qingyu’s face was willing, no man in the world could resist it.