Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 287 Missy Can Have Any Bad Ideas (3)

Because this person is standing against the light, Bei Er has not seen his face clearly, what he looks like.

It's just that when she heard his domineering, contemptuous and joking words, she felt inexplicably unhappy. This man was really too rude, and she didn't like it very much.

A well-fitting smile appeared on Bei Er's pale face, and he stood up gently from the sofa.

But because of her petite and lovely figure, she couldn't compare to the tall, handsome and mighty Generalissimo in front of her for a while.

Before he even opened his mouth to speak, he completely lost in this momentum.

The plump and bloodless lips parted slightly, and the soft and waxy voice whispered to the man in front of him with a little sickness: "Hi, although only the little girl is at home in the Zhang mansion, my father just called and told the little girl to ask for help. Treat his friends well," her tone paused at this point, "it's just that my little girl doesn't know my father's friends, so there will be so many, but I'm not prepared enough."

Turning around, he gently instructed Lin Bo: "I'm preparing some refreshments."

Lin Bo nodded respectfully, and then walked out of the living room with the maid behind him.

Looking at the little girl who looked like a fragile porcelain doll in front of him, and said these meaningful words, Di Chengting's mountain-like eyebrows couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Unexpectedly, a rough embryo like Zhang Rongsheng gave birth to such a different daughter, which is a bit surprising.

Well, very interesting.

He raised his hand unhurriedly, and the soldiers behind him who were wearing military uniforms and holding long guns disappeared into the living room decorated like a European palace with a "swish".

"Little baby, are you satisfied now?"

The man's voice is really deep to the extreme, and every word and every word hits the hearts of others hard, making it impossible to ignore.

Bei Er frowned slightly.

She didn't speak. For some reason, she felt a little excited when facing Di Chengting.

Yes, it is excitement.

Perhaps it was because of the extremely strong smell of blood emanating from his body.

Or maybe she was thinking that she would conquer such a man in the future.

All of this made her heart, which had been rotten to the extreme, beat extremely violently.

after awhile.

Bei'er smiled slightly on his delicate face, sat on the sofa and said to him: "I don't know what kind of tea the military master likes to drink, I asked the housekeeper to prepare the black tea that my father brought back from abroad, it tastes very good. "

While speaking, she looked very slenderly at her skinny fingertips, gently picked up the camellia teapot on the crystal table, raised it slightly, and dark red tea flowed into the matching camellia water cup.

The fragrant black tea aroma permeates in an instant.

Di Chengting sat opposite her, with his long legs crossed, his back straight and lazily leaning on the expensive sofa.

"Please have some tea."

The girl spoke three words with a bit of respect in her soft voice.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and his narrow and cold eyes curled slightly. He threw the black riding whip in his hand onto the extremely expensive table with a "snap", and took off a black glove.

Bow slightly and picked up the cup of black tea on the table.

Bei Er didn't raise her eyes to look at Di Chengting's appearance, because in her upbringing, it's not ladylike at all to directly look at other people's appearance, even if she is curious to death now.

With drooping eyelids and a very elegant sitting posture, she only saw the teacup in front of her being held up by a well-articulated but white finger.

Although it was only for a moment, she could clearly remember the direction of every blood vessel in his hand, and also saw the thick callus on his tiger's mouth, and a faint mole on his palm.

Di Chengting pressed the golden camellia cup rim to his slightly cool lips, and took a sip.

Then he put the teacup on the table, and said in a deep voice, "It's equivalent to foreign black tea, and I prefer domestic Yuqian Longjing. I remember that Zhang Rongsheng is very clear about my hobby. Didn't he tell you?"

When Bei Er heard his words, the hand holding the teacup froze.

If she knew, would she still prepare black tea for him now?
Is there something wrong with this person's brain?

Putting down the teacup, Bei Er raised his eyes and looked at him with a determined expression.

After seeing his appearance, Bei Er couldn't help but gasp, this man looks too aggressive.

Now is not the time to admire his appearance, she breathed out a dirty breath from the bottom of her heart, stabilized her mind, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "This guest is really sorry, because the little girl has been in poor health since she was a child, so the doctor does not recommend me to drink alcohol like Green tea like Longjing."

"Drinking black tea has the effect of refreshing the mind and relieving fatigue. Secondly, it is warm in nature. Long-term drinking can speed up the body's metabolism and warm the stomach. It was my negligence that I didn't ask the guests about their preferences. I will tell Lin Bo to put The Yuqian Longjing picked this year will be soaked for you."

Di Chengting looked at the little girl walking out unhurriedly. When she saw her appearance just now, she didn't want to stare blankly like other women.

This made him more interested in this little doll.

In his words just now, he couldn't help but criticize the other party for not doing a good job in hospitality, but this little girl casually resolved this not-so-commonly difficult problem with a few words.

As if Di Chengting had discovered a fun toy, his deep eyes were fixed on the petite red figure.

After Bei'er walked out of the living room, she stood in the long corridor.

Her thin little hands rested on her chest, her black pupils were full of excitement, and she opened her full lips to breathe in the fresh air.

She was so excited and he was so perfect.

Perfect face, perfect body, perfect eyes.

Every place was carefully selected and assembled by the Creator. She really wanted it, wanted to collect him, and wanted to own him right now.

But, you can't scare him, can you?
Who will play with her if her doll is scared away?

The cheerful footsteps continued to move forward, the red lambskin shoes made a "tapping" sound on the wooden floor, walked to the back kitchen and said to Lin Bo who was busy: "Lin Bo, just now the guest said he doesn't like black tea, You find the Yuqian Longjing that father brought back a while ago, and I will make tea for this guest myself later."

Lin Bo was instructing the maid to make cakes. When he saw the eldest lady who appeared suddenly, he hurried up to her and said with a distressed tone: "Why did the eldest lady come to the back kitchen in person? There is a lot of oily smoke here, which is harmful to your body." Not good, just ring the bell if you have something to order, the distance from the living room to the back kitchen is such a long distance, are you tired?"

Bei'er felt ashamed when she heard Lin Bo's words.

It's not like she can't walk. How can she be tired at such a distance?

But seeing his concerned eyes, she stuck out her little red tongue and admitted her mistake a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry Lin Bo."

Looking at the beautiful, kind and well-behaved young lady who is like an angel, Lin Bo felt even more uncomfortable when he heard her apology. He turned around not to let her see the tears in his eyes, "Miss, Lin Bo will help you now." You take the tea."

Bei Er tilted her head in doubt.

Hey, I made others sad again~
(End of this chapter)