Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 41 I'll Let Him Cry and Say

Four innings.

The fifth day arrived, already 15 minutes later.

Jiang Zhiyan waited for a long time, when he saw her coming, he rushed to meet her.

Seeing that she was the only one getting out of the car, Jiang Zhiyan felt a little heavy.

He looked at Wu Yao who got out of the car and closed the door, with a serious face and a calm voice: "Where is Xu Yizhi?"

With a 'bang' sound, Fifth Yao closed the car door, turned around and looked at Jiang Zhiyan, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

Straight past him and walked forward, Wuyao put his pockets in his hands, and slowly returned to him: "It's at my house."

When she said 'in my house', Jiang Zhiyan didn't believe it no matter what.

He followed behind her, silent without saying a word.

Several times, he wanted to remind her that there was no need for any pretense, because Xu Yizhi was in the fourth game.

Her words will only appear pale and feeble.

But in the end, Jiang Zhiyan didn't say anything, just followed Fifth Yao into the fourth game.

Entering the fourth round, Wu Yao saw Wen Tao sitting on the chair at a glance.

Wearing a black suit, abstinence and aloofness, the eye-catching black umbrella beside him is oppressive and calm.

The left leg rests on the right leg, and the black trousers wrap the blood-spitting long legs that have nowhere to rest.

He is very suitable for black, from beginning to end, the overall tone is all black elements.

Black means mysterious and powerful, forbearing and cold.

This color has long existed in the world, but it seems that it exists specially for Wen Tao.

Wuyao prefers the name Wen Tao to the nickname Lin Ze.

Under the black gluttonous mask, the nose is straight and the lips are thin, and the jaw line is perfect and impeccable.

The skin is as cold and white as jade, and the fingers are as lustrous as white porcelain.

The thin lips were tightly pursed, and the color of the lips was extremely light. When she sat there, everyone's eyes ran to him without exception.

Wu Wuyao likes this kind of warm pottery very much, it is pleasing to the eye and the highest point of aesthetics.

On the sofa in front of Wen Tao, Xu Yizhi sat there wearing a white shirt and a black coat.

Rubbing the ring on his index finger, the corners of Wen Tao's mouth rose, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The familiar breath in the air rushes towards his face, Wen Tao raised his head slightly, and Wuyao's graceful figure came into view.

The coldness in his eyes faded away, replaced by tenderness that he didn't even notice.

Fifth Yao has simple updo hair, decorated with a hairpin, and a sleek black suit.

Stepping on the smooth floor with high heels, she walked slowly towards Wen Tao, stopped in front of him and glanced at him.

Then his eyes fell on Xu Yizhi who was on the sofa. With just one glance, Wu Wuyao knew that the person in front of him was a fake.

Even if she didn't look at it, she knew that Xu Yizhi sitting on the sofa was not herself.

Withdrawing his eyes from looking at Xu Yizhi, Fifth Yao turned his head to look at Wen Tao, "What's going on?"

Seeing her coming, Wen Tao got up from the chair, stood straight in front of her, and looked at her with his size advantage.

The body is like jade, tall and straight, like pearls and jade, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and the whole person is gentle, perfect and impeccable.

Whether it's in shape or temperament, even the face behind the mask is perfect and delicate.

Seeing Wuyao with a strong aura and a cold breath, Wen Tao said in a gentle voice, "You are late."

There is another meaning, I have been waiting for you for too long.

But, if he doesn't tell, Wu Wuyao won't know.

Looking up at Wen Tao, Wu Wuyao kissed with red lips: "There is a traffic jam on the road."

Wen Tao didn't expect that she would patiently explain what he said casually.

Whether it's perfunctory or sincere, it feels good.

Jiang Zhiyan had already stepped forward, standing a few steps away from the two of them.

Inspired by Wen Tao, Jiang Zhiyan said slowly: "He seems to have left something behind, so he appeared at the scene of the crime to look for it, but unexpectedly, he was caught by our praying mantis."

"He was stubborn and refused to speak."

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