I really don't know anything

Joyce is a Chinese-English mixed race. He has a pair of beautiful gray-green eyes. When you look at him, you seem to be caught in a whirlpool, and you can't help but sink into it.

"Beauty, do you have honor to have dinner with you?"

It was obviously a slightly frivolous word, but he didn't feel offended at all when it came out of his mouth.His eyes, his demeanor, his impeccable manners all tell you the sincerity of this invitation.

This is a person who is very difficult to make people hate.

"My name is Joyce. Please forgive me for being impolite when I invited you rashly. It's because your demeanor is too dazzling. I can't help but be deeply attracted by you."

Jun Xijiu turned his head and glanced at the crowd on the street, looked into his eyes, and said indifferently: "I don't think I'm different from them, and I can't afford your praise."

"No!" Joyce retorted loudly excitedly, and in the next second he resumed his gentlemanly and polite posture, but his speech speed was a little faster: "How can a group of people who are alive but seem to be walking dead can match yours?" One ten-thousandth of a freshness."

Joyce's gaze also turned to the passers-by who were walking, and the scorching heat of watching Jun Xijiu just now turned cold in an instant.Looking at them, the sight in his eyes didn't seem to be looking at the same human beings at all, but items without beauty, blemishes and dullness.

"Their souls are dim, not even the faint light of a star, but your soul has the brilliance of a bright moon. So, how can they compare with you!"

Obviously an independent and free individual, but voluntarily being bound by the rules and shackles to live in a muddle, even the steps forward are driven by invisible rules.

Excluding family and different personalities, the life of people walking on the street is basically the same pattern.You have to go to school when you are young, work after graduating from school, get married and have children at a certain age, and then their children continue to be shackles of rules and repeat this endless cycle infinitely.

But the beauty in front of him is different. He seems to be trapped in the rules, but in fact he is outside the rules.Others are either forced to follow the rules in a daze or take it for granted, but this beauty wants to follow the rules subjectively.

There are too many ordinary and similar souls, but too few unique souls.But the world is so big, it is very difficult to meet a rare soul.

"I'm so happy." These words were sincere, Joyce was really happy to meet a unique and rare soul in his lifetime.

Jun Xijiu: "..."

He really didn't understand what the other party was getting excited about.

To be honest, his current appearance is very ordinary, and he belongs to the kind that can be grabbed casually on the street.These words are really not modesty, they are telling the truth.

Although Jun Xijiu is not a star, his popularity has been greatly increased due to the image of a blind musician who is too dazzling in a movie recently, and his appearance is highly recognizable.At the beginning, he didn't know the power of increasing his popularity, but after he was blocked by passers-by twice when he went out, he learned to be obedient.

Now whenever he goes out, he will add a small illusion to his face, so that when ordinary people look at him, they will only see a popular face.

Otherwise, the Qing Bar in that small musical theater often has stars, and even a stepping stone for some teenagers and girls with dreams to enter the entertainment industry. Jun Xijiu is now even more popular than first-line stars, and the doormen and shop assistants are all human beings. Jing, knows a lot about the people and things in the circle and is very keen, there is no reason why he didn't recognize Jun Xijiu.

As for Charlotte being able to recognize Jun Xijiu at first sight, it is because she is a demon.Different from the way that human beings basically rely on appearance information, the appearance of monsters is not fixed. They have always relied on breath to identify identity information.

If it wasn't for being sure that the other party was a pure-bred human with no spiritual power at all, Jun Xijiu would have thought that the illusion of camouflage on his face had failed.However, the opponent's rank is also quite high, and it is indeed a skill to be able to praise an ordinary face without any sense of disobedience and make people feel that it is sincere.

What made Jun Xijiu unaware was that the other party also talked about whether the soul was bright or not. He just said disdainfully that those pedestrians on the street were alive 'walking corpses'. You must know that there was a pregnant woman in the crowd passing by just now. A good person with merit says that his soul is not even as bright as a star. In fact, his soul is as bright as a little sun, the kind that can blind people's eyes every now and then.

On the other hand, the light of merit in his soul is currently at the level of a warm light, let alone the light of the bright moon.

Jun Xijiu stood there and listened to Joyce praise him with all kinds of compliments without changing his face, which made him feel like he was facing Shuhua, and suddenly felt a pain in his head.

I also had a sequelae that only happened when I was facing Shuhua. I always felt that my ears and my mind were buzzing, as if there were countless people talking, and I didn’t listen carefully to what the other party was saying. I could only watch He kept talking with his mouth opening and closing.

Even if the voice of the other party is nice, the words and sentences are very beautiful, and the way of praise is very refreshing and unaffected.It's nice to praise you for being unique and unique, you will feel comfortable in your heart.But when the other party piles all the beautiful words on you, you will only feel numb.

To put it in a vulgar and simple word: it's really annoying.

Jun Xi Jiulue raised the volume a little: "Return to one!"

After being interrupted, Joyce was falling into self-excitement, and was a little confused when he was interrupted: "Huh?" A good-looking person is self-willed, even if the other party maintains a wide-open mouth now, with a stiff and puzzled expression, it will only make people feel It's cute enough to not feel ugly.

He forced a smile: "My name is Guiyi, it's getting late if we continue talking, and the shop should be closed." We agreed to eat, shut up, and lead the way.

Joyce also knew that he was too excited to be rude just now. He straightened his clothes that were not wrinkled and dusty at all. He was stunned for a while before he remembered that the excuse he had just struck up a conversation with was to invite someone to dinner. He smiled and made a gesture of invitation. Lead the way.

As for the fat man calling Brother Nine and the little girl Brother Jun in the store, the titles did not match his self-introduction, so he should be treated as a basic precaution against strangers. After all, he gave his real name, but he was not full name.

There is a small underground parking lot near this clean bar. Joyce opened the door for Jun Xijiu very gentlemanly, and Jun Xijiu sat in directly with a natural expression.

Joyce was taken aback by Jun Xijiu's attitude. He had opened the doors of many ladies before, but this time he felt like a hotel doorman serving the owner.

However, his love for Jun Xijiu suppressed this small difference in an instant. After all, they are both companions with a "unique soul", and it is only reasonable for the other party to have such an "arrogant" demeanor and behavior.

For his companions, he is very tolerant.

At the same time, he didn't have too much doubt or feel that it was abnormal that Jun Xijiu agreed to his dinner invitation so easily, just as he could instantly perceive the uniqueness of the other party, the other party would definitely be able to immediately perceive his difference.

Only the same kind can perceive the breath of the same kind!

If Jun Xijiu knew that the other party had so much drama in his heart, he would definitely tell him that he was thinking too much. The reason he agreed to the other party's request was because he had received a wish entrustment.

A commission from a dog to find his missing friend.

The stray dog ​​that Jun Xijiu met when he installed the cat litter said that his little friend was forcibly taken away by a human a few days ago, and then never came back.The dog couldn't distinguish the appearance of a human being. It only said that the other person exuded a strong smell of blood. Joyce just fit this characteristic, so he investigated it by the way.

Joyce took Jun Xijiu to a well-known French restaurant, and he booked it directly.The environment in the store is as romantic as a proposal scene, and there is a waiter playing the violin not far away to add to the atmosphere.

The appetizers are served first, and this restaurant serves dishes one by one, with a strict serving process.

After enjoying the appetizer, while waiting for the next dish, Jun Xijiu tentatively asked, "Do you like keeping a dog?"

Joyce frowned slightly, obviously he didn't like dogs very much.It's just that he thought that if Jun Xijiu liked it very much and he didn't like it, he would make the other party unhappy, so he didn't answer directly, but said in a clever way: "They are too lively, and they are easy to get lonely. They need the master's company for a long time. I don't So much energy to take care of them."

Jun Xijiu didn't expect to get an answer with a single sentence. At this time, the second course was also served, and then he took the opportunity to ask a few questions, but he didn't get any clues.Either the other party tactfully avoided it like the first question, or answered it calmly, or answered the question without understanding.

The amount of French cuisine is small, but there are many processes. It took more than an hour to spy on each other after eating.During this period, Joyce watched Jun Xijiu's fiery eyes from being secretive at the beginning to being unabashedly upright now.

He had just drank some red wine, and his complexion was a little reddish. He seemed to feel that the air in the room was a bit stuffy. He unbuttoned his neckline, revealing his delicate collarbone.

After letting go of his hand, he picked up the glass, raised his head slightly and drank the rest of the wine. He swallowed very slowly, and he could clearly see his Adam's apple surging up and down.During the period, I don't know if it was because he drank too much, a trace of wine slipped from his lips.

The bright red translucent liquid slid down the corners of the lips to the lower chin on the neck, and then disappeared all the way from the collarbone into the shirt.Joyce's skin obviously inherited the genes of his relatives in the UK. His skin is very fair, and the collision of red and white is extremely alluring.

The red wine was quickly absorbed when it met the cloth, and a blood-colored flower was quickly dyed on the chest.After he swallowed the last sip of wine, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and slowly licked the drop of wine that just fell from his lips.

Joyce put down his glass, his gray-green eyes were full of fiery passion, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Jun Xijiu's hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it, probably because his voice was a little hoarse after drinking, but it added to the parts magnetic.

He said, "Guiyi, I want to sleep with you."