black mandala

Responded and didn't ask again.

He slowly took off his shirt, began to remove the clothes on his body one by one, and then said to He Qingwen, "Go and put the water away, I want to take a bath."

He Qingwen clenched his fists, bit his lower lip, and thought about it.

"Dougron—"

"What's the matter?" Doug Lang turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him.

He Qingwen wanted to say, Doug Lang, this is my room, please go back to your room.

However, if he really said that, what would happen?

The whole manor belonged to Douglang, if he said so, even he would feel ashamed.

Why should he drive a master away from his own place.

So, he swallowed the second half of the sentence and didn't say any more.

He was powerless to refute, powerless to resist, he felt a little tired and didn't want to argue anymore.

Then he can only obey the order, let him take a bath in this room, and then——leave by himself.

If you can't drive it away, you can only let him back down and avoid it.

So, under Doug Lang's gaze, he quickly walked around from Doug Lang's body into the bathroom, walked to the bathtub, and turned on the faucet.

The water was rushing and steaming, and soon, thick mist filled the bathroom. He Qingwen squatted in front of the bathtub, watching the water fill up.

The bathroom door was opened again, and through the mist, he saw a tall, naked figure walk in.

He got up, stepped aside, let Doug Lang step into the bathtub, then turned around, intending to leave the bathroom.

"Where are you going?"

He Qingwen stopped in his tracks, and unnaturally pulled the neckline of his warm robe.

"You can wash here, I'm going out."

The sound of splashing water sounded from behind, and He Qingwen felt that it was Doug Lang who stepped out of the bathtub.

Are you going to force him again?

He was tired, tired of two people constantly arguing, tearing, and making endless noises.

What's the point of doing this anyway?

He sighed and turned around, unexpectedly——

A huge, spraying water flow, immediately, hit the face.

☆, melting

?He Qingwen hurriedly closed his eyes, and raised his arms reflexively to cover his head and face, but the sprayed water still covered his whole body in an instant.

The water flowed down the top of his head, he stood there, took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and shouted loudly.

"Dougron—"

Holding the faucet that was still spraying, Doug Lang raised his eyebrows at him sullenly, and said, "I haven't let you go yet."

He Qingwen lowered his head and glanced at the dripping warm robe, he didn't know what to say.

"Dougron, you really—"

Douglang slightly raised the corner of his mouth, turned the faucet aside, then took a towel off the hanging rod, walked over, and reached out to wipe off the water from He Qingwen's hair and face.

"Your clothes are wet, take them off."

"Don't worry about it."

He Qingwen yelled angrily, grabbed the towel vigorously, and wiped it on his hair and face indiscriminately.

Doug Lang snorted and ignored him, then turned around.

"Come here and wipe my back."

He Qingwen was wiping his face, when he heard what Doug Lang said, he pulled the towel quickly, shook his hand, and threw it into the bathtub.

Douglang turned his head to the side, glanced at the towels that were gradually soaked in water in the bathtub, raised his feet, and stepped in.

"It seems that you still like being locked up."

There was no sound behind him, Douglang raised his arms leisurely, put them on the edge of the bathtub, closed his eyes, and said, "Hurry up!"

Immediately, he heard two "pops" from the bathroom, and He Qingwen angrily threw off the slippers on his feet, squatting barefoot beside the bathtub.

"towel."

"In the bathtub, find it yourself."

He Qingwen let out a long breath, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then lowered his head, and began to search in the bathtub.

His eyes fell on the water reflecting the warm light, and he saw a corner of the white gold silk embroidered towel floating out from under Dougron's thigh.

"You sat under the towel, bring it to me."

Dougron still kept his eyes closed, just moved his legs slightly, and said, "Take it yourself."

Then, he spread his legs, allowing the towel to be exposed from under his crotch, and also allowed his proud avatar to be fully displayed in front of He Qingwen.

The two of them have been together for such a long time, although He Qingwen is very aware of his size, but he has never looked at his place very carefully, so he turned his head away in embarrassment, and only stared at the towel from the corner of his eye.

His hands reached into the bathtub, groping along the bottom of the bathtub to his crotch, trying not to touch Dougron's most sensitive parts.

But he still accidentally touched his inner thigh with his fingers, and then, he felt the muscles in Dougron's legs shrink suddenly.

Then he heard Doug Lang's slight sucking sound, He Qingwen raised his head and glanced at him, and saw that although his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had been - aroused.

It was really torture, like a tug-of-war to push the limits.

He Qingwen gritted his teeth, no matter what else he did, he grabbed a corner of the towel and pulled it up.

"Shh-"

The towel and water were taken out of the bathtub together, and the two of them were thrown in the face.

Doug Lang wiped the water off his face with his hands, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Can't you be gentle?"

He Qingwen wiped his face with his sleeve again, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Doug Lang looked at him and sighed, "Take off your clothes."

He Qingwen looked back and glared at him.

"Take off your clothes and come in," said Dougran again.

He Qingwen snapped, threw the towel back into the bathtub, and looked directly at him, "Douglang, don't you think about other things every day besides these? What have I become?"

Doug Lang looked at the angry He Qingwen, then picked up the towel, lay back in the bathtub, and poured water on himself.

"You said—what are you?" Doug Lang asked him back, "Diven, I gave you a chance, I was the one who sincerely wanted to give you the most honorable status, but how did you treat me? ? My sincerity was abandoned by you like a piece of trash, and now, you come to pester me with this question, don't you think you are ridiculous?"

He Qingwen tilted his head, closed his eyes, slowly calmed himself down, pondered for a while, and then spoke.

"Dougron, I don't want to argue."

Doug Lang frowned, "Diven, I never quarreled with you, it was you who kept rejecting me."

"That's because you never gave me a chance to choose."

"choose?"

"Yes!" He Qingwen turned towards him and raised his head, "Doug Lang, from the very beginning, you never gave me a chance to choose. You control everything about me. You observe me, investigate me, and force me. You used your methods to make me cornered, and you threw yourself into a trap, and then you gave me my surname, and let me be your adopted son. You spread the real relationship between me and you in your entire family, and posted on me, I got your label, Doug Lang, you have done so much, just want to tell me that no matter how hard I try to achieve something, it is because of you, and in the eyes of others, I will always be Is a servant who relies on you, Israel's servant—"

Pets, male/prostitutes, whores——

Jenson's ridicule is still echoing, echoing in his ears, echoing in his heart.

Moreover, this is not just his voice, but the voice of everyone in the Wo* family, they are all laughing and scornful.

The eyes of each of them were like a pair of scissors. While looking at him, they tore his clothes and stabbed him in the chest.

But Doug Lang insisted on pushing him towards these people, let him stand in front of them, and let those people use such eyes to tear him up, tear him apart, and destroy his last trace of dignity.

Doug Lang didn't understand that his so-called supreme honor was just the beginning of hell for him.

Their point of contention was wrong from the start.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly, "Doug Lang, I am not your accessory, I am myself, I am He Qingwen, He Qingwen of the He family, He Qingwen who wants to take back everything for the He family, and Not your—something."

Even if revenge made him have to give up everything, he just wanted to be himself, otherwise, what's the point.

Doug Lang stared at him, without making a sound for a long time, just listening quietly, then propped up his upper body, and asked, "Have you finished?"

He Qingwen took a breath, "Douglang, I—"

Before he could continue speaking, Douglang stretched out his arms and hugged him, and then pressed him into the bathtub together with his clothes wrapped.

The water splashed everywhere, and He Qingwen thumped in the bathtub for a while, and then Doug Lang picked him up again.

"Dougron, ahem, um—"

Doug Lang held the collar of his clothes with one hand, pressed the back of his head with the other, lowered his head, and kissed him forcefully.

His tongue rolled around in his mouth, probing deeply, sweeping wildly, and then with the hand that was holding the neck, he peeled off the thick warm robe sticking to his body.

The inner underwear was attached to his body, he grabbed a corner of the clothes and began to pluck it from bottom to top, rolled it up, reached in, kneaded, and fondled the two protruding pink buds on his chest.

He Qingwen's body reacted quickly, he trembled slightly, and couldn't help moaning/groaning, Doug Lang's hand began to move to the bottom of his body again.

He let go of his lips, pressed against the side of his face, and sucked lightly on the side of his neck on his earlobe.

"Diven, tell me, do you want it?"

He Qingwen narrowed his eyes, looked at him, bit his lip, and pushed his hand hard while panting.

"Dougran, that's enough, don't—stop playing with me—my body."

Doug Lang lowered his head, kissed his pink buds, and murmured, "Diven, your body is more honest than you."

He knows every sensitive zone on He Qingwen's body too clearly, and his hands are like magic, every time, he can easily stir up his most primitive desire/desire.

With the manipulation between his hands, He Qingwen's panting became more rapid.

Doug Lang raised his head slightly, staring into his misty eyes.

"Diven, look at yourself, how hypocritical you are!"

He Qingwen woke up suddenly, and pushed him hard, "Doug Lang, let go of your hand."

He raised his arms to push him away, but Dougron hugged his body tightly, pinched his chin, and made him look at him.

"You said that you don't hate me, but what exactly is it that you complained to me just now? You said that we are just a deal, but you fucking insist on caring about other people's eyes. I will take you to show your face in the whole world Your identity and status stand in the family, so what if I put a label on you that belongs to me? If I don't really love you, why do I need to do this?"

Doug Lang hugged He Qingwen's upper body, pressed him to sit on his lap, and looked at him.

"Diven, you are proud. I like your pride. However, your pride has seriously hurt my dignity. So, what is my dedication for so long in your eyes?"

He Qingwen lowered his eyes and turned his head to the side, not daring to look at Doug Lang's aggressive eyes.

At this moment, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't even know what he was still struggling with.

He just felt unwilling, unwilling.

Why?When he lost everything in the He family, he was ridiculed by everyone.And he has come to this point today, but he will also be despised by others.

Perhaps, what he should hate more is fate, not Dougron.

Perhaps, he just needed an outlet to vent, which caused each other's injuries.

Doug Lang stroked He Qingwen's waist up and down with his hands, and then pressed his face to his chest.

"Diven, you are the real devil."

He Qingwen's body was almost melted by such warmth. He had to say that with the passage of time, he had developed a kind of dependence on Doug Lang, whether it was emotionally or physically.

And what he was really afraid of was this dependence.

He closed his eyes, circled Doug Lang's head, and murmured, "Doug Lang, I admit that it was my excessive pride that hurt you, but I can't help it, I can't bear it, I live like a vine , I said that I want to stand up and restore my He family to its former splendor. I swore that my father's spirit in the sky also opened his eyes wide and watched me all the time. So, how could I allow myself Live like a parasite of someone else, if I really want to do that, I might as well die!" He raised his head and sighed deeply, "Forgive me, Dougron!"

The problem seems to have returned to the original point, but something seems to be changing.

Doug Lang raised his head from his arms, squinted, and looked at him, a little.

"Diven, we, make up"

☆, compromise

?He Qingwen lowered his head and looked into his throbbing eyes.

He nodded and said, "Okay!"

Doug Lang raised his eyebrows happily, and asked again uncertainly, "Really? Diven?"

He Qingwen still nodded, "Really."

Douglang didn't hide his joy at all, he hugged He Qingwen's waist tightly, and raised his head to ask him for a kiss.

"Diven, I will treat you better than before, as long as it is what you want, I will satisfy you, Diven!"

He Qingwen's fingertips trembled slightly, and Doug Lang's hand suddenly twisted into a fist.

"Douglan—" He Qingwen bit his lower lip, wanted to open his mouth several times, and then swallowed back what he wanted to say, but he still couldn't restrain himself.

His heart couldn't stop struggling, and a voice kept admonishing him - no, if he did this, he would go crazy.

But another voice kept urging him—speak up and fulfill yourself.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, he didn't dare to look at Doug Lang, so he turned his head slightly.Dougron caught the flickering and changing expression in his eyes, he was slightly stunned, and narrowed his eyes again.

He supported He Qingwen's chin with his hands, making him turn his head.

"Diven?"

He Qingwen gently exhaled the breath suppressed in his chest, trying to calm himself down.

Then he raised his eyes to Dougron.

"Dougron, break--our relationship!"

Doug Lang's hand tightened suddenly, and the pain in his waist made He Qingwen couldn't help but cry out.

"what--"

"What did you say?" Doug Lang's eyes suddenly became deep, revealing a gloomy light.

He Qingwen put his hand on Doug Lang's shoulder, and twisted his body, trying to make Doug Lang loosen his grip.

He said while retreating slightly.

"Douglang, listen to me. What I mean is, take back my surname Wo*, dissolve my relationship with your adoptive son and adoptive father, and let me—let me be He Qingwen back."

"What else?" Doug Lang's voice was even more gloomy.

"And—" He Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Let me move out of the manor, let my mother and I move back to the original house and live alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Qingwen felt that he suddenly left the water. Doug Lang squeezed his waist tightly with both hands, led him out of the bathtub, and lifted him high.

This posture made He Qingwen feel like he would be thrown out at any time, he hastily clenched his arm, and shouted in a low voice, trying to call back his reason.

"Dougron—"

However, Dougron kept this posture all the time, walked out of the bathtub, walked out of the bathroom, walked back to the bedroom, came to the bed, and suddenly pressed him on it.

The body fell on the bed in an instant, with a strong sense of oppression and dizziness.

This strong shock caused He Qingwen's consciousness to shake briefly. He covered his dizzy forehead with his hands, and opened his eyes quickly.

Under the dim light, Doug Lang's figure swayed in front of his eyes. He stood there, looking at him with eyes full of hatred.

A cold voice came from above the head.

"I'm so stupid, unexpectedly, I was played by you again and again in the applause, unfortunately, Diven, these tricks of yours are obviously used in the wrong place. Put away your tricks in the mall, your I taught you all those things, yet you dare to use them against me."

"No, Dougron, I'm not—"

"It's not what?" Doug Lang leaned down and approached him, his eyes were as cold as ice, "Diven, since when did you learn these tricks? If you want to refuse, you will be welcome, as if you are leaving. Then let me keep chasing, I am willing to go crazy for you, be intoxicated by you, give everything for you, and betray everyone for you. You made me, Douglan Waugh*, a puppet in your hand, as long as you pull the string in your hand, I will Act according to your wishes, just because I saw your weak eyes, I can step on Jenson's chest hard. Diven, aren't you particularly proud of seeing this? Hmph! Actually, you It is no longer necessary to use revenge to prove your strength, you conquered me, Douglan Waugh*, this is already the greatest achievement you have achieved in this life, you—successful, just—”

He lowered his head even lower, almost touching the tip of He Qingwen's nose. His breath was on He Qingwen's lips, and he stuck out his tongue to lick/flick the unwiped water droplets on it.

Dougron touched his trembling lips lightly, swept over the top of his tongue, and said, "Since you have conquered me, Dougron War*, you have to pay the price. When you took my heart, you also You have to give your heart, otherwise, you have to keep this body of yours where I can see it forever, this is what you said, you only have this, well, in that case, I don’t mind doing it for you Forge a golden anklet and stay on my expensive and spacious high bed for the rest of your life, you—don't even think about going anywhere!"

He Qingwen was completely shocked by Dougerang's frightening aura. His whole body was trembling slightly, trying to let the weight of his body sink down as hard as possible. Although his body was not suppressed by Dougerang, he If the bed could be softer, his body would sink even more.

"Dougron, are you—are you forcing me again?"

Dougron moved closer to him, "That's right!"

He silently stretched his hand under He Qingwen's body, touched his underpants, groped along the edge, and tore them apart with all his strength.

"Doug Lang, stop." He Qingwen grabbed Doug Lang's hand in horror, shaking his head desperately.

That night, the heart-piercing pain hadn't dissipated in my mind, and the painful taste still remained in my body.

He Qingwen wanted to stop Doug Lang with lingering fear, but was swept away by Doug Lang and slapped his hands away.

"Hmph! Are you scared?" He raised his chin and smiled evilly, "Then please, please treat you gently, come, speak to me in your most gentle tone, let me I see your sincerity."

Doug Lang looked at He Qingwen with his deep and evil eyes, and laughed out loud when he saw the fear in He Qingwen's eyes.

Then, he used his thumbs to rub He Qingwen's slightly trembling lips back and forth, and used his fingertips to penetrate into his mouth to touch his tightly clenched teeth.

After a while, he sighed vaguely, "You stubborn guy."

And then - jerked his legs up.

"Doug Lang——" He Qingwen suddenly yelled in panic, kicked off Doug Lang's hand, twisted his body, and quickly crawled over to the other end of the bed.

Doug Lang looked at him very calmly, neither chasing nor catching him. He let him crawl on the bed in panic, rolled up the quilt on the bed, and wrapped his lower body tightly inside.

"Diven."

He followed, moved inward little by little, and moved to He Qingwen's side. As soon as he put his hands on the quilt, He Qingwen suddenly shrank his body inward again as if being stabbed by a needle.

"Dougron, wake up—"

Hearing He Qingwen's yell, Doug Lang was stunned. His hands rested on the quilt, he squeezed them tightly, and snorted.

"I am not sleeply."

Afterwards, he grabbed the quilt with both hands and shook it vigorously. Although He Qingwen was tugging hard, he still couldn't beat his strength. After tearing it a few times, the quilt was angrily thrown on the ground by Doug Lang.

Then, Dougron was on top of him, holding his shoulders, pushing forward with all his strength.

"what!"

He Qingwen yelled, supported the back of his neck, and bowed his whole body. He pressed Doug Lang's shoulder with one hand, pushed it hard, and raised his hand over his head to support himself on the head of the bed.

"Dougron, get out! Get out!"

It's a pity that Douglang didn't pay attention at all. He pinched He Qingwen's waist tightly, once and for all, piercing through, pushing against the sensitive place in his body that most aroused He Qingwen's desire/desire.

At first, He Qingwen yelled and struggled, but slowly, his voice softened and turned into a series of groans.

In the end, He Qingwen surrendered, and under Doug Lang's fierce attack, he dropped his helmet and armor.

Doug Lang was right, perhaps, his body was more honest than him.

Because, after the passion was over, he found that his hands were tightly hooked on Doug Lang's body, almost greedily enjoying his body temperature and the fiery touch of his skin.

Although he still didn't want to admit it, the sophistry could only make him more embarrassed.

He didn't make a sound, didn't resist, and let Dougerang take him to take a bath and clean him.

After returning to the room, Douglang picked up the quilt on the ground, wrapped him in it again, and hugged him with the quilt in his arms.

Contrary to the harshness before, he sighed and patted He Qingwen's back, and said extremely gently, "Diven, look, isn't it good that we are like this? Why don't you believe me, how could I hurt you! "

He gently shook He Qingwen's body with his arms around him, stroked his head close to his chest, and murmured softly.

"How could I be willing to hurt you, Diven, you are my everything, my everything—"

He Qingwen was tired, so he let Doug Lang hold him, cooperating with every movement of Doug Lang, also afraid that he would lose control again in the next moment.

Fortunately, Douglang didn't seem to want to ask for it anymore, he just kept this movement, and kept patting him gently with his hands.

"Honey, are we still as bad as before? Why do you have to choose to leave? Don't leave, you can still maintain your waywardness, still yell at me, and still ignore everyone in the family Pay attention, this is nothing, to me, it has always been nothing, as long as you are happy, I can indulge you unconditionally, except to leave, except to leave—”

He Qingwen closed his eyes, listened to his muttering, felt sad, and sighed.

Just like that, they embraced each other and fell asleep.

On this cold winter night, their naked bodies gave each other warmth, and the thorns on their bodies also inflicted extremely painful injuries on each other.

It's like two hedgehogs embracing the one whose back is facing away from behind, always dripping with blood.

They hovered in this kind of love, already physically and mentally exhausted, already covered in bruises.

Want to escape?snort!And who can retreat completely.

☆, Gospel

"May the Lord be with you."

"And with your soul, too."

"Thank God!"

At the end of the mass, the singing of the choir came from the church, making the holy gospel surround everyone's heart.

Xiao Muyuan hissed secretly, glanced at Jack out of the corner of his eye, saw that he was still praying intently with his fingers interlocked, so he took his gaze back.

For an atheist, participating in such a ceremony is meaningless to him.

But Jack is very pious. Perhaps because of this, Jack has always maintained the purest heart, and he is not loyal to the intrigues in the business. This is also the most troublesome thing for his father. Embrace the beauty of no evil, the idea of ​​a peaceful world, then, it is easy to be torn to pieces by the hidden storm in the business war.

This is also the reason why Jack's father has always wanted to win him over. He wanted Xiao Muyuan to be an umbrella for Jack on his future business journey, to support him and be a pusher.

For Xiao Muyuan, such an entrustment is heavy for Xiao Muyuan, so he has been refusing it for several years.

Now, he has made the opposite decision. During the night talk last night, he introduced himself and made the biggest cocoon for himself.

In the end, whether it breaks from the chrysalis and becomes a butterfly, or is trapped to death, I'm afraid, I have to resign myself to fate.

snort!Almighty God, if you can really hear, why not show him a clear way for this lost man.

He was so blind, lost that person in the barrenness, and also lost himself.

Where is that man?

In thought, Jack punched him with his arm.

Xiao Muyuan turned his head to look at him, "What's the matter, Jack?"

Jack's eyes turned quickly to the road leading to the confessional, and he motioned that way with his chin.

"Look, the goddess in my heart is here."

"Goddess?" Xiao Muyuan was a little surprised, and also looked over there.

A tall woman, all in white, including a white gauze over her head.

When Xiao Muyuan looked over, she was walking into the hut on the other side of the confessional, so he only saw her back.

Jack was a little excited, straightened his upper body and kept looking inside, until the white shadow disappeared, he sat down in a little disappointment.

Xiao Mu Yuanyao looked at him with interest and coughed lightly.

"It seems that in addition to believing in God, someone believes in Maria beside him."

"Huh?" Jack turned his head sideways, looked at Xiao Muyuan, and stared at Xiao Muyuan for a long time before he realized, "Oh! Far! You, you—oh! Please don't doubt my loyalty to God, I believe that this is what God gave me. brought the Gospel."

Xiao Muyuan raised his eyebrows playfully, "Oh, Gospel. Then, may I ask, does your Gospel know that the boy from the Wilson family is his admirer?"

"Oh, far, how can such a thing be said, that--doing that will destroy the beauty."

"Destroying the beauty?"

"Yes, if the other party knows about secret love, you will become a suitor, and the end of the suitor is usually two, either God's favorite, or an abandoned baby, and the probability of an abandoned baby is far higher than Beloved, have you calculated this multiple? It should be—”

"Jack." Xiao Muyuan interrupted him, "Simply put, you are afraid of being rejected."

"What?" Jack puffed up his chest, wanting to argue, but under Xiao Muyuan's gaze, he was immediately discouraged, "Yes, you are right, I am indeed afraid of being rejected."

He was lying on the back of the seat in the front row, like a deflated and shriveled ball.

Xiao Muyuan laughed and said, "Even our dignified young master of the Wilson family lacks such confidence in front of her. It seems that she is indeed not simple!"

Jack leaned on the back of the chair, sighed and murmured, "It's not just easy, approaching her is as difficult as stepping on the sky."

"Oh?" Xiao Muyuan is definitely not a person who likes to explore personal privacy, but after hearing what Jack said, he was a little interested, "Could it be the president's sister?"

Jack turned his head abruptly, "Yuan, you really dare to guess, but even if it's not, for a second lord like me who can't support the wall, it's only far behind."

"So unconfident?" Xiao Muyuan looked towards the confession room again.

After a short while, Jack stood up suddenly, walked to the outside, towards the direction of the confessional, and then stopped at the chair on the farthest side and sat down.

Xiao Muyuan followed, "What? Want to create a chance to meet by chance?"

Jack shook his head quickly, "No, it's closer to her, so I can see it better."

Xiao Muyuan was suddenly amused by his innocence, "Okay, let's not spoil your atmosphere of spying on the goddess, I'll wait for you in the car."

After holding back for a long time, he really wanted to smoke a cigarette, so he turned around and planned to walk outside.

Just after taking two steps, I felt Jack's body move slightly.

Ah!Probably his goddess finished her confession and came out of the hut.

Well, he is indeed curious, and smoking is not bad for a while.

He turned his head and faced the direction of the confessional hut.

The woman came out, her whole body was snow-white, and the warm light in the church shone on her body, as if she was emitting a layer of divine light all over her body. This temperament alone was enough to attract attention.

As a result, people's curiosity was at work, and they wanted to see her face even more. Whether it was the beauty of an angel or the evil charm of a devil, under the white veil, it became a mystery.

She walked proudly, even though she was dressed in simple clothes, her aura was unspeakably huge, Xiao Muyuan was also a little stunned.

As she got closer, the veil floated, and the features on that face became more and more clear.

Plain face, beautiful face, extremely beautiful.

Her facial features are upright, in line with the most standard aesthetic conditions of Europeans and Americans. Not only that, but there is always an expression on her face, like a high-ranking queen.

No wonder Jack was so fascinated, she was indeed a rare woman, rare in the world.

But just as Jack said, when he met such a woman, his self-confidence, at best, was only enough to sway in front of her and be a passerby.

The biggest advantage of Jack is that he has self-knowledge, he has already thought about the result, no wonder——haha!

Xiao Muyuan lowered his head and smiled secretly, stood beside the chair not far from Jack, leaned on it, folded his hands, lowered his head, and watched the woman's red shoes quickly move past her eyes.

Obviously wearing a white body, but also wearing red shoes, this woman's character——

In the silent church, there was the sound of the woman's "clack" heels landing, and suddenly - she stopped.

The sound of footsteps came back and forth, and the pair of shoes returned to Xiao Muyuan's sight again.

Xiao Muyuan was taken aback for a moment, raised his head, and happened to meet the woman's face.

The woman seemed to be sizing him up, her eyes darting unscrupulously across his face and body.

It was the first time for Xiao Muyuan to be stared at like this, and he was a little at a loss.

"can I help you?"

The woman came closer and lifted the veil from her head so that her face could be seen more clearly.

Xiao Muyuan sucked in a sudden gasp, and only then could he see clearly, under that golden wavy hair, that face, those royal blue eyes——

Why—is it so familiar?

The woman tilted her head slightly, looking at him thoughtfully.

At this time, Jack also quietly moved over from the chair, stood beside Xiao Muyuan, leaning against his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "She seems to know you."

Xiao Muyuan turned his face sideways, squinted at Jack, and then quickly turned his head to look at this woman.

What's going on?

The woman thought for a while, looked at Xiao Muyuan again, and then smiled playfully, with a strange expression in her smile.

It is puzzling.

Jack finally got the courage to cover his mouth with the back of his hand, coughed lightly, and cleared his throat.

"Cough, cough, Miss Mancy, it's a great honor to meet you!" He hurriedly stretched out his hand and stopped in front of her.

Manxi ignored him, continued to look at Xiao Muyuan with a smile, and said suddenly, "I didn't expect to meet you here, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

She stretched out her hand, but it was towards Xiao Muyuan.

Xiao Muyuan was flattered, but Jack was extremely embarrassed. He withdrew his hand little by little, put it on his head and scratched it.

Xiao Muyuan stretched out