Chapter 80 The Circus on the Other Side (34)

Everything was dark.

Yuan Qingli took a breath slowly and was about to curse.

A strange smell instantly penetrated the nose and penetrated the heart and lungs.

The cool woody fragrance that belongs exclusively to the boss is like walking through the forest after snow. When your nose twitches, the faint smell of tobacco wrapped in it also hits you.

She pulled off her suit jacket from her face and glanced at Bo Zijin.

It's very cool at night. When did this guy become so considerate?

Under the dim vision, the cold and handsome face was tinged with a faint look of disgust.

"It's just a piece of clothing."

Yuan Qingli was about to say thank you, but she heard Bo Zijin say: "I don't like you, and I am a gentleman. This does not conflict."

After hearing what he said, Yuan Qingli accepted it with peace of mind.

"If you are in danger and in pain, to thank you, I will give you a patch. Thank you, your clothes."

Bo Zijin suddenly wanted to throw away those damn gentlemanly etiquette!

Even if you throw the suit jacket into the trash can, you shouldn't give it to this woman! ! !

Yuan Qingli lay on her side with her arms folded, covered with a suit jacket, and took a nap with her eyes closed.

Only she knows whether she can fall asleep or not.

The two men left found the atmosphere a bit uncomfortable.

"Hey, Bo Zijin, what's the happiest thing that's ever happened to you?"

Lu Xingyun leaned against the tree trunk, lazily.

With a cynical smile, "I'm not inquiring about privacy. Aren't you looking for happiness? Share it so that we can have an extra layer of protection if we encounter it."

Quietness is the shengxiao of parting.

Silence is an awkward solo dance.

"My happiest time is when I am in my hometown, brushing my favorite pony and watching it spread its hooves happily and run under the sunset. The afterglow of the setting sun lengthens its shadow until the end of the horizon... ....”

Lu Xingyun's face was filled with a happy smile.

Perhaps he was distracted from talking, but Bo Zijin actually answered.

"My happiest time was that winter. The moment I entered the door, everyone lowered their heads, except for her with a straight face. The lobby of the company was a bit cold, but I saw the gorgeous peach blossoms all over the mountain. The spring breeze turns into rain, spreading green buds all over the ground..."

Bo Zijin's sharp eyes sparkled with stars for the first time, and happiness flowed.

Yuan Qingli fell asleep.

She had a dream.

In the dream, she was taking a shower, then running on the endless grass, chasing the sunset, but stepped into a glorious hall.

Small suit, hip skirt.

A cold boss walked towards me. This boss was stern but handsome. In full view of everyone, he turned into... the women's restroom.

Is this guy a roadie? !

The boss walked around in front of her, pulled her sleeves, and shook her vigorously, much like his six-year-old nephew.

"Stop shaking, everyone is watching." Yuan Qingli shouted.

The shaking became more and more intense until the faint aroma made her wake up a little.

"Yuan Qingli, wake up." Lu Xingyun called in a low voice.

Yuan Qingli opened her sleepy eyes and followed the gazes of the two people lying in the corner.

Suddenly, all the sleepiness in his body turned into dust and dispersed in the air without a trace.

That's a magician...

Silver hair and golden eyes, the eyes were cold and faintly tinged with blood.

He wears a black top hat. In his right hand, he holds a pitch black cane umbrella, with a red gem inlaid on the top handle.

Carved in the shape of a rose flower.

Under the moonlight, the third color of blood blooms.

The silver mid-length hair blends with the cold moonlight, and is incredibly beautiful.

He was so good-looking that Yuan Qingli couldn't help but want to exclaim "Beauty!"

But beauty is poisonous.

Very poisonous.