Every world I die young

Duan Xiaobei calmly watched Mo Yinglan come out and stand in front of him. The thin young man had to raise his head to meet his gaze.

As it was then.

Mo Yinglan stared blankly at the handsome man in front of him, his eyes were deep.

Mo Yinglan only felt that when Duan Xiaobei stared straight at her, those eyes seemed to become an abyss that swallowed the light.

Breathtaking.

The aura of the whole person has also changed from iron-blooded and cold and arrogant to deep and mysterious. This person is absolutely impossible to be Duan Xiaobei in the original plot.

Mo Yinglan also stared, his pupils were black and bright, staring at Duan Xiaobei seriously, as if he would never stop without seeing the true face of the person in front of him, and he was not afraid at all.

However, Duan Xiaobei's pupils flickered slightly, and his aura took a 180-degree turn.

He frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Who allowed you to be so close to me?"

Mo Yinglan: "..."

coward.

What are you afraid of?There is nothing to be afraid of.

Mo Yinglan said softly, "Master Duan."

Duan Xiaobei's eyes sharpened, and he stared at Mo Yinglan coldly, "What's the matter?"

It is clearly the same appearance, but looking at it now, it makes people feel that there is a murderous air for no reason.

It seems to have been on the battlefield, with gunfire and bullets raining, and if you don't pay attention, you will die unexpectedly.

If it was someone else standing here, I'm afraid he would have been scared out of his wits long ago, and would confide everything tremblingly, and let him lead the way.

Mo Yinglan's eyes paused for a moment, then the corners of her lips tightened, her pupils shrank sharply, and she took several steps back in shock.

Duan Xiaobei's eyelashes drooped, their ends curled up, and a very faint bluish black appeared under his eyelids.

Not only does it not make people feel that he is listless, but it adds a touch of hostility, and even his eyes have a layer of gloomy light.

The tortoise refused to come out again, and Mo Yinglan was not sure whether the name in his memory was his real name, so he didn't try anymore.

Lu, Nan, and Yu.

It sounds like the name of the gentle male supporting brother next door in the sour-sweet youth campus novel. Just looking at the name, it makes people think that he is a soft, weak and handsome boy.

It's a pity that what he did was really ruthless and ruthless. He can be so ruthless to himself, but it's only natural to be more ruthless to him.

Ah.

Mo Yinglan sneered, the more worlds he experienced, the more he felt that even the name "Lu Nanyu" was a fake.

That being the case, why should he obsess over a false person.

Duan Xiaobei frowned, he didn't know why he took Mo Yinglan out of the courtyard arranged by his father.

Then he deliberately arranged it in this small wing room that seemed secret, but was actually very close to his residence.

It was just a sudden impulse in my heart.

But the deal is done, and Duan Xiaobei won't go back on his word, after all, Mo Yinglan doesn't know anything.

If he was brought out suddenly, he should be terrified. If he was sent back again, if he scared himself out of trouble and couldn't sing for his father, then he would be guilty.

But for an opera singer, the arrangement is different wherever it is, so it's okay to make mistakes.

Duan Xiaobei's brows slowly relaxed a little, his tone was still stiff and cold, "Stay here at ease, and prepare to go to the main house in three days."

Mo Yinglan nodded in haste, and Duan Xiaobei said softly, "If it spoils father's interest, hum."

The voice has not yet fallen, and the person has gone away.

Mo Yinglan looked at his back, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.