The thick black eyebrows slanted into the temples, and the sharp arc added a little heroic air to that handsome face.
His eyes met Xue Xue's.
Very calm, calm to the point of indifference, as if under those dark eyes, covered with ice that would not melt for a thousand years.
Xue Xue shivered inexplicably.
This Yi Lang is completely different from the idol who appeared on the TV screen with millions of fans, and he has no similarities with the teenager in Xue Zhiyou's memory except for his appearance, but Xue Zhiyou, based on the impression of the year, I firmly believe that Yi Lang is still the one he was ten years ago.
Maybe this is the so-called fan filter.
However, with the experience accumulated in many previous worlds and her own keen observation, Xue Xue was enough to confirm one thing.
Yi Lang is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.
This is a man with a secret.
At the moment when the thought flashed, Xue Xue felt a long-lost excitement in her heart.
Different from the previous worlds, Xue Zhiyou and Yi Lang in this world have almost nothing to do with each other, except that they went to bed once by accident, but even so, they probably didn't add up to more than ten sentences. .
Therefore, the appearance of Yi Lang in Xue Zhiyou's memory is more the image that Xue Zhiyou himself gave him, rather than the man's true appearance.
but…
Xue Xue raised her eyes and looked at Yi Lang, who walked in front of her and looked down at her.
Looking at it from such a close distance, it even shows the man's good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist, tall and long legs.
Unlike many celebrities who will feel too thin in close-up in order to be on the mirror, Yi Lang is a standard hanger, even if it is just a casual suit top and shorts, it can also bring out a model's texture.
Not to mention he was wearing a formal suit at this time.
Xue Xue felt that her little heart was beating uncontrollably.
Even she couldn't tell whether the heartbeat came from Xue Zhiyou's body or her own soul.
The two looked at each other quietly.
Yi Lang's eyes quickly flashed an unexplained emotion. Before Xue Xuepin could say anything, he heard the man ask, "Who sent you here?"
Undoubtedly, Yi Lang has a good voice.
It is comparable to the resonance brought out by the vibration of the strings. It is deep and magnetic, and it has full penetrating power. It penetrates every inch of nerves without knowing it, and sends out a huge echo in the empty ventricle.
Unforgettable.
Xue Xue was stunned for a while, but in Yi Lang's eyes, it meant something else.
He felt that the woman was thinking.
Think about how to lie, how to cheat, how to... play with yourself.
If Xue Xue knew what Yi Lang was thinking, she would definitely laugh out loud.
But because she didn't know what Yi Lang was thinking, Xue Xue only felt inexplicable when the man showed a somewhat mocking and curious expression.
"what do you want?"
Xue Xue blinked.
Yi Lang, however, seemed to have a sudden interest, he pulled the chair that was put aside as a decoration, straddled his long legs, and sat down directly.
Da Lala's posture is done by a man, but it is less frivolous and more unrestrained.
"Have you decided yet?" With his arms on the back of the chair, Yi Lang looked at her with a smile on his lips. "I want money? I want a name? Or..."
"want you."
As soon as these words came out, there was a subtle atmosphere in the air.
Yi Lang was stunned for a second before he realized what Xue Xue meant, and stared at her quietly. After a long while, the line of the man's lips raised even more.
A pair of charming peach blossom eyes are half-squinted, and the deep eyelid folds are pressed down, and the indifferent temperament is swept away, replaced by the affinity that makes people want to be close to him.
It was at this moment that Xue Xue realized that the man in front of him was an idol.
It's an idol you can't go wrong as long as he wants to.
"You want me?" The man's voice was steady, but Xue Xue could hear her deep contempt for her over-the-top speech. "You should know, I, you are not worth it."
Although this sentence is arrogant, it is also reasonable.
"Then what are you asking me for?" Xue Xue, who had calmed down, finally regained her true nature and showed a sly smile. "You ask me what I want, but you say I can't afford it, dare you... Are you kidding me?"
It was the first time someone had spoken to him like this.
No, there was once a man who talked to him like this when he didn't know him yet.
The memory suddenly invaded, leaving a flaw in Yi Lang's face.
Xue Xue suddenly remembered about Xue Zhiyou's experience last night.
Amidst the overwhelming erotic frenzy, while her consciousness drifted like duckweed, vaguely, Xue Zhiyou heard Yi Lang call out a name.
She thought she was in a dream, but in fact...
"Lele?"
But a very common repetition.
But this repeated word made Yi Lang's face change drastically.