Chapter 148 Willow Waist, Thin Shoulders, Clavicle Lingding Like Jade

Returning to the Imperial Hotel from the Sake Manor, Ruan Man felt that she was floating.

Has Liancheng been so scary that even the baby is afraid?

But she knew very well that a person's blackening must be due to some major blows he had suffered. Liancheng's past... must have been very tortuous, right?
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At this moment, the cold night was late, and Liancheng had just walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

A black nightgown wrapped his tall body loosely.

The belt around his waist was tied casually, and he walked to the window with his long legs and sat on the railing.

He just came out of the bathroom without glasses.

The complete face was exposed to the air, and it was completely different from the usual low-key and ascetic temperament.

At this moment, he has a pair of evil and charming phoenix eyes with upturned tails, and there is an inconspicuous tear mole at the corner of his eyes.

And on the left cheek where the spectacle frame is usually worn, there is a long scar on the place usually covered by the spectacle frame.

The scar has faded a lot, but it can still be seen that the wound is deep...

The huge Lianjia is a cage that confines everything, so...he doesn't like to turn on the lights.

The flame flowers downstairs are in full bloom, and the hell lava-like flowers blooming in the lonely night here are enough to set off the atmosphere of Lianjia!

The roses planted downstairs are in full bloom at the moment.

The thorny branches climbed up and got into the window sill of Liancheng's room.

Blossoming bright roses bloomed, as if they were dyed gorgeous by blood donation.

But it seemed to be frightened by the master's gloom, and the petals were not fully unfolded.

The half-covered appearance is also extremely moving.

After being alone for a long time, he still couldn't help but recall the past, the dirty past that he never wanted to recall!
——(Memories of Liancheng)
His home is in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, where clouds and mist are shrouded all the year round, and there are small bridges and flowing water when he goes out.

There are clear lake water, low-hanging willows, and fragrant roses planted by my mother in the yard...

That year, when he was 15 years old, he was sitting on the bridge reading a book, and occasionally a few naughty carps swam by under his feet.

It was the same scene when she broke into his sight.

He was sitting on the bridge, and she was standing under the bridge watching him, carrying a drawing board, wearing a beautiful red dress, elegant and refined, bright and beautiful!
"Shang Mo is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world!"

"Young master...can I be your friend?"

She is not tall, with loose long hair, beautiful and delicate like a doll, she approached him and sat on the bridge with him.

Show him the painting she quietly drew, the person in that painting is him... dressed in white, with a straight back, holding a book in his hand, like an ancient scholar.

Delicate and tender, Qin Jiu really wanted to push him down and bully him.

But she couldn't bear it, he was so good-looking, with a willow waist, slender shoulders, and a jade collarbone.

At the age of 13, she still has some baby fat on her cheeks and a smile on her face.

A pair of sly fox eyes are unusually agile, and she is also very luxuriously dressed, she looks like a girl from the city at first glance!
"No."

He closed the book and landed on the bridge with one foot sideways, ready to leave.

People in the city... a rough countryman like him can't afford to cling to him!
But, if it was her... Lian Cheng shook his head, trying to get the little girl's smile out of his mind.

"Gudong..."

He was about to leave, but the next moment he heard the sound of falling into the water, he turned his head and saw that the little girl was gone...

"Help...help...little son..."

Liancheng threw the book and jumped into the water without thinking...

In the end, it was Qin Jiu who dragged him out of the water, and they sat on the shore soaked through.

The little girl turned her head, suddenly threw herself into the boy's arms, and approached his ear with a smirk.

Slowly said: "Young Master, you can't use water..."

"If you don't know how to water, you have to jump down to save me, and say...do you like me?"

 Liancheng is actually very good, he used to be very good... very good...

  It's still a pothole today~

  【Ask for tickets, ask for love~】

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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