The sound of grass was not enough. With the sight of the scene appearing, the rest of the senses began to work. Xu Jiao soon felt that her whole body seemed to be wrapped in some silk material, and her skin was a little cool.
Looking down, she found herself lying on the bed, covered with a quilt—
The point is.
She seemed to be in a vacuum under the quilt.
Xu Jiao was calmly thinking about whether this Omega had the habit of sleeping without clothes, and the system asked, "Do you want to receive the original owner's memory now?"
She looked around the bedroom layout, and had a not-so-good premonition in her heart.
"Wait." Xu Jiao replied.
Looking at the black and white curtains, the exquisite and beautiful headlight patterns, the design of the cascading ceiling, the cloakroom with a translucent partition next to it, and the camel-colored long thatched carpet on the floor, and this piece with two pillows, Obvious double bed —
Xu Jiao paused when she thought of the identity the system had assigned to her and her current situation. She looked in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and at the faint ray of light in the darkness in the distance, she narrowed her eyes before recognizing it for a while. It came out of the light from the ships at sea.
The ancestors of the Feng family started from seafood, so the house was naturally built on the seaside. Later, the beach was developed into a scenic spot. A distance ahead is the Baili Silver Beach, which is as beautiful as the moon, laying along the blue coastline. come on,
The Fengjia Bieyuan is located at the top of a small hill next to the sea. The scenery is unique. The whole mountain was specially designed by people. A guard post was set up from the foot of the mountain, and a special security team was invited. Come here, ordinary people can only vaguely see the top of this small villa and the unique green landscape plants outside.
Nearby is a villa area contracted by real estate developed with other wealthy people. It is farther from the beach. There are a lot of commercial-residential residential areas. There are large bungalows with sea views for sale. Hundreds of high-rise buildings are staggered. Look, it's all spectacular.
The reason why Xu Jiao can remember this piece so clearly is because when she was writing this novel, she was planning to buy a house, so she followed the intermediary to the sales offices in many nearby cities, and she naturally had such a deep impression.
Now that she looked at the structure of the master bedroom, and then looked at the large floor-to-ceiling windows that could see the sea at a glance, she immediately guessed who the owner of this room was—
Wind sapphire.
He is now in Feng Qingyu's room.
And it was a piece of cloth left in Feng Qingyu's room.
Xu Jiao pondered the subtle meaning of this, and asked the system leisurely: "System, I found a fact, do you want to hear it?"
The system was silent for a second and replied, "Please speak."
Xu Jiao touched the silky, skin-friendly and smooth quilt, rubbed her fingertips back and forth on the quilt, and said unhurriedly, "There are so many identities to choose from, why did you choose Feng Qingyu? this wife?"
"It can be found from the last two worlds that the protagonist has a high probability of falling in love with me, and you seem to be quite pleased with this situation, and even consciously or unintentionally tempted me to develop in this direction, why?"
"Do you think that the protagonist's relationship with me can lead to the HE ending more easily? Is there any data to support this? Or... You really hope that I have a good impression of the protagonist? What are you planning?"
If an ordinary person is hit by such a sharp question, something strange will be revealed no matter what. Unfortunately, the system does not have human emotions. No matter what kind of content it hears, when it answers, it will not even have a tone or pause. A little change.
At the moment, it replied without any emotion: "First of all, when we choose an identity, we will give priority to the identity of the protagonist who is most likely to have a good impression. In "Tianzun Does Not Need Emotions", because Xia Jingzhe has the most upgrade line in Kunlun pie, so let you become a disciple of the Kunlun sect and become a key figure in changing her life, so that you can easily gain her favor, and naturally you can influence her decision as much as possible."
"Similarly, "Absolute Control" is the same. The experience in the school years is the shadow of Shen Yelan's life. If you become the school bully of the Eighteenth Middle School, you will be able to prevent most of Shen Yelan's tragedies from the root."
"It's the same now. In the book "Starlight", what else is easier to gain Feng Qingyu's favorability than the identity of a lover?"
"As for the hope that you have a good impression of the protagonist - your willpower is very firm, and you have been passive since the first world, your emotions are only in your own hands, no matter what I say, it seems that I can't have a relationship with you. influences."
The implication of the system can be summed up in four words:
You think too much.
It's just the choice of identity according to the program.
Xu Jiao pursed her lips lightly, and replied calmly, "Really?"
"It seems I'm being paranoid," she said.
Before the system could answer, Xu Jiao suddenly heard a voice from outside the door, as if a woman was talking to someone, but there was a layer of solid wood door panels, the content was vague, and the tone was not very clear.
But soon it's no longer a mystery—
With a "click" sound.
The door handle of the bedroom was unscrewed, and the visitor entered with the warm light from the corridor. The dark wooden floor at the door was also stained with a softness, and the long projection came into the bedroom with a light fragrance.
The light in the room is not abundant, as if it was deliberately created hazy, only a small lamp at the head of the bed was turned on, and the light group fainted a small ball of light like a dandelion on the wall, so that Feng Qingyu could see what was on the bed at a glance. human appearance.
The light-colored quilt slipped off the man's shoulders, the shiny back of the skin reflected a jade-like luster, the back was like a bowstring, and the curvature was particularly beautiful. Sink into the back waist.
It was obvious that the quilt was well covered under the collarbone, and the long black hair also blocked Butterfly Valley, but that silhouette made Feng Qingyu think about what to make up for and what not to make up for.
She realized almost immediately—
This wife of hers was sitting on her bed with no extra fabric hanging.
It even spread the sweet freesia-flavored Omega pheromone throughout the room, as if to silently announce to everyone who the other hostess in this room was.
When his thoughts came to this point, Feng Qingyu's face couldn't help but turn black.
Just when she was looking at Xu Jiao, Xu Jiao was also looking at the heroine of this world. She still had that face, but her temperament was completely different from the previous two worlds.
After all, she is a first-line actress, and Feng Qingyu is full of fashion elements all over her body.
The seaweed-like long hair has a very natural wavy arc, the earrings engraved with the letters are attached to the side of the face, and the color-blocked slim skirt is just a simple blue, white and black, with a thin belt, but it makes people look at it. Bright.
She has dark and slender eyebrows, and eyes like the deep sea. At first glance, they are deep, but they are vaguely gentle, which reminds Xu Jiao of a poem:
Water is the wave of the eye, and the mountain is the gathering of eyebrows and peaks.
If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyes are full of eyes.
Feng Qingyu's facial features are very three-dimensional, and she hardly needs shadows or grooming. Perhaps because of the alpha pheromone, she has a tall and straight heroic spirit, which makes people think subconsciously at first glance:
Good A! Good royal! I can!
I don't know how many readers were addicted to Xu Jiao's description of Feng Qingyu, and there were many female readers Zhang Zhang left a message requesting that this book be changed to a strong woman or no p. After all, who doesn't like a beautiful and powerful young lady
Xu Jiao's eyes widened. Although she wasn't as excited as her book fans, she was quite satisfied with Feng Qingyu—
Whether it's the appearance, the character created, or the taste of the pheromone.
but…
The other party saw his expression, but it didn't seem very beautiful.
Xu Jiao, who has not yet received the original owner's memory, does not know much about the relationship between the original owner and Feng Qingyu. After all, the text mentions that the two of them are less than a thousand words, and only a few words say that there is no relationship between Feng Qingyu and the original owner.
More details, she did not know.
Xu Jiao looked at Shangfeng Qingyu's expression, and was about to carefully discern the emotions in it, when she saw the other party walking in her direction, the door was only half closed following her movements, suppressing the light in the corridor into a thin layer of light. gold thread.
"What's the matter with you?" Feng Qingyu stood still in front of the bed, and her voice came out lukewarmly. Although she couldn't hear any negative emotions, it could make people hear the unwelcome feeling.
She frowned and let go, as if troubled by the person in front of her.
The faint bitter orange blossom-flavored pheromone spreads out, and the slightly astringent bitterness chases after it. After fermenting for a while, it becomes a shallow sweetness, which makes people instinctively want to move their noses to capture more sweetness.
Xu Jiao's eyes showed a bit of clarity.
It seems that the original owner is not very popular with Feng Qingyu, and it is even possible that he dressed himself without consent... Without dressing like this, he came to the other party's room with this almost ambiguous and seductive attitude, and even came to each other's bed.
This kind of behavior can no longer be called a hint, but is clearly inviting—
Invite Feng Qingyu to do with her what spring does to the cherry tree.
Xu Jiao blinked her eyes slowly, oscillating between simply admitting her intentions and denying it.
Just when she was hesitating, Feng Qingyu found that she didn't speak, and her reluctant patience was on the verge of exhaustion, and asked again: "What's the matter with you? If you are asking about the previous script, I can tell you. , there is no reply from the crew, and when there is a response, I will tell you, you don't need to do this."
Xu Jiao: "…"
She looked blank for a moment, because she didn't know what script Feng Qingyu was talking about.
Feng Qingyu observed her expression, trying her best not to let anything she shouldn't see appear in her line of sight. She found that she didn't respond to what she just said, and she couldn't help saying:
"Looks like you didn't come for resources and scripts."
"what is that?"
"Like what you said last time, do you just want to fulfill my marital obligations with me? I think I need to emphasize to you again that I have no love for you, and I don't want to have a relationship with you simply because of the law. Am I clear enough? Miss Xu."
"If you understand, I hope you can put your clothes on and go back to your room to sleep."
Xu Jiao: "..." For several worlds, all her face was lost at this moment.
At this moment, she wanted to kill the system.
Xu Jiao took a breath without a trace, nodded simply, and didn't make much excuse for her behavior. She was about to pull the quilt and go out, but she didn't see any scattered clothes around.
Her fingers gripping the quilt tightened, and when she spoke, she found that her voice was inexplicably hoarse:
"Can you lend me a dress?"
Hearing this sentence, Feng Qingyu's eyes were immediately filled with suspicion, and she couldn't help but look in the direction of the quilt, as if she wanted to know if she was secretly hiding her clothes, just to find herself cheating on a coat .
after all…
The other party has not done this before.
Once, this person told her that he was cold and asked her for an endorser's coat, and then he wore that coat to an interview, which deepened the fans' impression of "the two of them have a good relationship and love". .
Feng Qingyu really doesn't like this kind of binding.
In the past, if other actresses did this with her, whether they wanted to promote a good relationship with her, or wanted to say that they were the second "Feng Qingyu", or bought the draft to step on her, she and the team would be extremely disgust.
Now meet Xu Jiao...
Feng Qingyu could only sigh.
After all, if you want to get a divorce, you have to wait another half a year.
Xu Jiao saw that she didn't move for a long time. Although she didn't know what Feng Qingyu was suspecting, she also knew that she was definitely not thinking about something good, so she raised her hand to lift the quilt, and pulled her feet out of the quilt, Yubai's feet Fingers buried in the soft camel carpet on the floor.
She stood in front of Feng Qingyu calmly and smiled, "You shouldn't want me to walk out of your room dressed like this."
Feng Qingyu: "...!"
This jade body suddenly entered his line of sight. The pictures that originally existed only in the boundless imagination suddenly became solid. Half of the skin of the person facing the light was a shadow, and the remaining half was a pearl-like luster.
white, pink, red...
Those colors slammed into Feng Qingyu's eyes unreasonably, domineeringly announcing their existence.
There is also the sweet freesia smell that seems to be absent and silently surrounds it, which surpasses all the sweet temptations in the world.
Feng Qingyu moved her throat and suddenly took a step back. She turned and walked towards the cloakroom. She vigorously opened the translucent door, and when she moved it, the clothes racks banged loudly.
After a while, she found a thick white nightgown, walked out in three or two steps, unfolded the nightgown in her hand in the direction of Xu Jiao and threw it away, covering the spring colors that she didn't want to see.
Feng Qingyu's expression turned cold, and the impatience between her brows appeared, and she didn't even look here anymore.
Xu Jiao heard her say word by word:
"Miss Xu."
"Please restrain yourself."