Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1871 Beautiful neighbors love to turn the window (12)

  Chen Tian looked at Dye Bai, as if he was looking at a naive child, with a bit of indulgence.

  Dyeing white:?

  Neuropathy.

   "I'm sorry, when I was young, I didn't seem to know you well." The girl held the milk tea and smiled, revealing two small white tiger teeth.

  Speak the most heartbreaking words in the most innocent tone.

  Chen Tian: "……"

at the same time,

  Blue bar,

  In the dim light, the youth's clear profile was reflected.

  He paused abruptly, his icy eyes fell on the girl who stepped on the tabletop, and those icy eyes were unfathomable like a pool of ink under the moonlight.

   "What's wrong, Mr. Gu?" The man in a suit next to him noticed that the boy stopped, and asked cautiously. Looking at the young boy, he tentatively said, "Is there any problem with the contract?"

Listening to the man's words, Gu Ciyan withdrew his gaze plainly. He walked forward unhurriedly, looking down at the document, the watch on his white wrist was just right and delicate, reflecting the bluish light. , Revealing a rigorous and slightly cold sense of order.

   Those eyes were a little indifferent in the dim light, and his voice was shocked: "No."

  Listening to the youth's clear and indifferent voice, the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief.

  Can't help but look at the slender back of the young man who walks in front and flips through the files at random.

  In this low-luxury and decadent place, the colorful blurred light fell on him, and the innate clean ice and snow has not been reduced by half.

   There is aristocratic rigor and calmness in every gesture, and even when speaking, there is a sense of silent indifference and oppression.

   What kind of family background can cultivate such a young but powerful heir?

  It's a pity, no one knows the background of this business upstart.

  A man in a suit hurriedly caught up with him, with a pleasing smile on his face: "Then Mr. Gu, this contract?"

  The young boy’s long eyelashes were hanging down, covering those icy eyes, his white fingertips flipped the pages at will, his thin lips were lightly open, his voice was very light, with a little carelessness, but it was like the final sentence: "Sign a contract."

  The man is overjoyed: "Okay, Mr. Gu, don't worry, our company will not let you down!"

  Gu Ciyan gave a flat hmm, and he walked out of the bar, revealing a gentle, aristocratic rigorous elegance.

  The man in the suit was really relieved when he watched Qing Jun, who was tall and straight like a cypress, got into a special car calmly.

  Finally signed a contract.

  This person has a sense of oppression at a young age, and he doesn't know where he is from the capital.

  The man sighed,

  It seems,

  The future is destined to be the world of young people.

  In a low-luxury silver-white car,

  The young boy sat on the back seat, with his slender legs folded randomly, his shirt buttons meticulously buttoned, and he could only vaguely see a faintly curved throat line.

  The young boy's white fingers loosened his collar slightly, revealing a half-exquisite collarbone, which gave people a feeling of dry mouth for no reason, but was diluted by his rigorous and indifferent temperament.

  "Master, do you look back at the house?" The driver held the steering wheel and asked respectfully.

  Gu Ciyan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the dark eyes. He leaned back, his legs overlapped, and the ink-colored hair was scattered on his forehead. He was a bit more lazy for no reason, and said simply: "Don't return."

  The driver suddenly realized, and turned around: "Is it back to the building you rented recently, Master?"

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  (End of this chapter)