Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Beautiful lady, that's it."

The magician lowered his voice and murmured in a voice that only two people could hear: "That gentleman is the man of your dreams. Apart from him, there is no other person who makes your heart so excited."

There was something strange in Yan Xiaye's heart, hesitantly asked: "Thrilled?"

"That's right, heartbeat." The magician affirmed lightly, "When you look at him, your heart beats faster, your cheeks heat up, you want to possess him, you want to be possessed by him...you can touch your own Cheeks and chest, isn't it like that?"

Bewitched in the dark.

Yan Xiaye's clear black and white eyes lost their former agility, and he raised his hand dull and ignorant, and gently pressed it on his chest.

There was an unpredictable smile on the corner of the magician's pale lips, like a loyal servant, he whispered occasionally, "This is definitely not an illusion under impulse, it is the sincere relationship between the two of you, when he explores every inch of your skin with his fingers , you happily cater to his every move..."

That extremely detailed description brought Yan Xiaye into a certain blushing memory.

The heartbeat was beating in her palm, gradually speeding up as the body temperature rose...

It seems that it is enough to prove that what Mr. Magician said is true.

Staring at her cheeks with peach blossoms, the magician continued: "He is the one you really admire. Maybe for some reason, you can't express your love yet, but your eyes are finally attracted to him unconsciously. I look forward to going far away with him all the time and being a loving couple for a long time."

After finishing the words, he brought the candle close to himself and blew it out neatly.

In an instant, as if a beautiful dream was shattered in front of his eyes, Yan Xiaye blinked, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

The magician opened the glass door, helped her to take it out of the cabinet, and said in a gentle and gentle way: "Beautiful lady, thank you for your cooperation. I believe the flames have foreshadowed your future."

Yan Xiaye was in a daze, she almost forgot what she was doing, as if she was just standing in the cabinet.

However, the audience in the stands reacted with smiles, probably the magic itself is still wonderful, but she has become a part of the magic, so there is no way to experience it.

His eyes subconsciously searched for Xiao Yunduo's figure, but he paused when he passed by Ji Liangchen, and his heartbeat and body temperature both tended to rise.

With a noisy heartbeat echoing in his ears, Yan Xiaye bit his lip slightly, and quietly looked away, not understanding what was wrong with him.

Returning to his seat with complicated emotions, Yan Xiaye watched the magician express his thanks on stage, and softly asked the little guy beside him: "Did the magic trick just now look good?"

"It seems... yes." Little Yunduo's pink and jade-carved face was a little dazed, and she said in a childlike voice: "Although it is not as surprising as when Alisa appeared, it is still very magical."

"That's it."

Yan Xiaye nodded, raised his hand and rubbed his sore forehead, looked up at the magician preparing for the next show, and invited a young man from the Nuoer family as his assistant.

Mingming's performance on the stage was very wonderful, but she unconsciously looked at Ji Liangchen, who was more than ten meters away, with complicated and joyful emotions in her heart.

Realizing that something was wrong with him, Yan Xiaye raised his hand and waved it in front of him, then lowered his head and smelled his neckline, always feeling that sweet and greasy fragrance lingering around his body, lingering.

Not wanting to stay here any longer, she glanced at the concentrating little Yunduo, and pinched his little cheek: "Yunduo, I want to go out to get some air, will you go with me? Or stay here and continue watching the show?"

Xiao Yunduo came back to her senses, "Yanyan, are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Xiaye was about to shake his head, but for some reason, he nodded in a strange way, "... um."

Based on what she knew about Little Yunduo, if she was not feeling well, no matter how exciting the magic show, the little guy would considerately accompany her back to the room.

However, at present, Xiao Yunduo pursed her small mouth, looked at her, and then at the ongoing performance in the stands, looking in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

Yan Xiaye smiled, feeling that she was so strange, "Okay, I'll go for a walk, remember to call me when the magic show is over."

"Hmm..." The little guy hesitated, his eyes drifted towards the stage, and at the same time he said bravely: "Otherwise, I'd better go back with Yanyan?"

"It's okay, you stay, I will take care of myself."

Raising his hand and rubbing the little guy's soft hair, Yan Xiaye got up to leave, and before leaving, he glanced at Ji Liangchen who was not far away as if possessed.

In the past few days, wherever Ji Liangchen appeared, Xi'er was almost everywhere.

At this moment, Xi'er sat on Ji Liangchen's lap openly and aboveboard, and snuggled into his arms delicately. That intimate attitude seemed very unpleasant.

The slender eyelashes trembled, Yan Xiaye walked out of the dark concert hall alone without thinking about the source of the loss in his heart.

The moment the door was opened, fresh air rushed in.

Yan Xiaye's spirit was lifted, and he couldn't wait to take a deep breath, the weird feeling lingering in his heart was greatly relieved.

Recalling the rose garden that Eureka had introduced to her, she strolled along the corridor, leaving the gloomy tall building and walking in the midday sun.

After about half an hour, she arrived at her destination.

After taking a seat in the gazebo in the flower garden, the servants in charge of taking care of the roses came over immediately, offering rose tea and exquisite desserts made of rose petals.

I took a few pieces to taste, and the sweet taste melted between my lips and teeth, diluting the special taste left by that piece of cake.

As if coming back to life, Yan Xiaye closed his eyes in the fragrance of flowers until he heard someone calling his name.

Looking up, he saw a young man who seemed to have known him before. He was handsome and handsome with blond hair and blue eyes. He was a common image of handsome men in this country.

He is... who is it?

Unable to remember the other party's name for a while, Yan Xiaye kept smiling a little cautiously, watching the man walk through the rose garden, and stopped in front of her.

"Miss Yan, isn't it?" The man leaned over to look at her, took her hand and kissed it, "It's really sad, don't you remember me anymore?"

After hearing his glib opening remarks, Yan Xiaye asked uncertainly, "Are you Eureka's friend?"

"That's right, we met at the ball, I'm Bourne."

Reluctantly putting down her soft and boneless little hand, Bourne sat down familiarly across from him, and poured Yan Xiaye a cup of rose tea himself: "Have you already drunk it? The scented tea here has a special flavor. Craftsmanship, probably one of the best drinks in China.”

"Well, it tastes very good." Taking the gold-painted teacup handed over by the man, Yan Xiaye picked up another cup and filled it up for the man, "And these desserts made of roses, sweet Intoxicating."

"It seems that Miss Yan likes sweets very much." Byrne laughed, and took a sip from his teacup: "When I saw you, I thought you were in a daze."

"Maybe there is also an element of daze?" Yan Xiaye's mood was much better than before, and he was in a joking mood: "Are you here to see Eureka? They are enjoying a magic show in the concert hall. If you go now , we can watch together."

"Magic Club?" Brow raised his eyebrows in surprise, Bourne seemed to think of something, and then laughed again: "Forget it, I'm not a child, I know it's all a trick to deceive people, what else can I do?" watch?"

Seeing what he said, Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes and smiled, realizing that there was no way to drive the man away with this reason.

Although she is not an introvert, Bourne's attitude towards her was a little frivolous from the first time they met, which made her resist and wanted to keep a distance from the other party as much as possible.

"By the way, since Miss Yan is sitting here, it means you don't like magic shows very much."

Bourne did not have the illusion of being unwelcome. While speaking, he often stared at Yan Xia Ye with affectionate eyes, "I thought Eureka cared about you very much, but I didn't expect him to let you leave alone like this."

"Mr. Bourne, Eureka and I are just friends, nothing to care about."

Even though Bourne was a stranger to her, Yan Xiaye didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding, and explained seriously: "I'm here as a guest of the Nuoer family, and I want to talk about a business by the way."

Bourne nodded lazily: "I know that. All the people who attended the dance have wine businesses at home."

Yan Xiaye was slightly taken aback.

Then he smiled, thinking that he understood Bourne's warm and familiar purpose.

Just like Eureka pretended to care about her, but in fact it was just to win her favor in order to reach a deal between the Nuoer family and Li Yuntang.

The moment the word Li Yuntang suddenly appeared in his mind, Yan Xiaye was planning to get a piece of rose snack.

Her hands suddenly froze in the air, she frowned in confusion and confusion, and then remembered Ji Liangchen who was still in the concert hall.

wrong……

Li Yuntang is her fiancé.

But the person she likes in her heart is really Li Yuntang...?

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan?" Bourne looked at her in a daze for no reason, called her twice to no avail, raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of her: "What's wrong? This kind of dessert doesn't suit your taste?"

The crisp sound woke Yan Xiaye out of his confusion.

Her black and white clear water eyes carried slight fear and uneasiness, and she subconsciously looked at the man opposite, her crimson lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

As everyone knows, she is vulnerable and helpless in this way, which is enough to arouse the innate desire for protection in a man's heart.

"Miss Yan, what's wrong with you?"