Mrs. Bo gently held Fu Yue's hand, suddenly smiled, and said: "The girl's hands are beautiful, of course, people are also born handsome."
The actor in Tsing Yi was also stunned for a moment.
She looked down at her hand, which was slender and well-proportioned, with slender fingers, as flawless as a white jade carving.
Saying that, Mrs. Bo took off a jasper bracelet from her wrist, and put it on Fu Yue without any explanation, "It's the first time we met, and I don't have anything good to give to the girl. A bracelet is not a tribute, and Miss Wen will be free in the future." , would you like to come to the Marshal's Mansion to have a speech with me?"
Fu Yue subconsciously refused, "Old lady, this is too precious. I can't bear Wen Liang."
Mrs. Bo shook her head, "Hey, today is my birthday, and the play you sang is very much to my liking. It's nothing more than a bracelet."
After saying that, Mrs. Bo turned her head to look at Bao Sijin, and said, "Jiner, what do you think, how is Miss Wen's opera singing?"
Everyone looked at Bo Sijin.
The man in military uniform stared at Fu Yue with no expression on his face. It took a long time before he smiled.
"Very good."
Fu Yue had a hunch that she couldn't stay any longer, and Bao Sijin was obviously interested in her, and her brows were frowned, because she couldn't see clearly with oil paint on her face.
She whispered to Old Madam Bo: "Old Madam, it's time for Wen Liang to go off stage to take off her makeup."
The girl is going to take off her make-up, Madam Bo can't stop her, she smiled and nodded: "Go."
This time, Bao Sijin didn't say much, and watched Fu Yue leave without saying a word, which made Mrs. Bo feel a little anxious.
Jiner, what does this mean
Are you really interested in Miss Wen
…
Fu Yue went down in a hurry, her steps were a little hasty, as if there was a ghost chasing her behind her.
turn around.
The gentle expression on the woman's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an incomparably cold, like frost in winter.
It's been bad luck for eight lifetimes, to meet Bo Sijin so early.
After arriving backstage, Fu Yue sat in front of her dressing table. She had just finished removing the beaded hairpins on her head, and her long hair like ink was scattered behind her back. Yuan Wenliang specially grew this long hair for singing. , I usually take care of my hair very carefully.
She took out the makeup remover, and when she was about to wipe it on her face, she saw the person reflected in the mirror—
Obviously Bo Sijin.
Fu Yue paused, then put down the makeup remover.
She didn't want Bao Sijin to see her face that resembled Ye Chuyan, otherwise it would be difficult to get out.
Fu Yue secretly scolded this dog as a lingering ghost, couldn't it be seen that she hated him? !
She didn't wink at all, unlike her little gentleman who is a gentleman.
Thinking of this, Fu Yue couldn't help but see a man's face, as delicate as jade.
Those dark eyes...
She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes and pursed her thin lips.
She seemed to miss him a little.
She had only been away for a few days, and she had known that person for a few days...
When Bao Sijin first walked into the backstage, what he saw was the woman's long black hair. She was sitting on the stool, her long hair almost hanging to the ground. The woman made every movement without haste. When you move your hands, it's like when you are singing and shaking your sleeves on stage, the movements are slow but provocative.
"Miss Wen."
Bo Sijin's voice sounded.