Jo Woo-Hee

"I'm not your sister!" Wang Xiaoya snorted, "I just came to see what you look like. Now I see that you're just like this. You're not as pretty as me!"

"I'm not as pretty as you?" Zhao Yuji felt a little amused. "Little sister, beauty is not just about the face. Although you look a lot like me, you can't say you are pretty. At most, you are just cute!"

"You are cute, your whole family is cute!" Wang Xiaoya was immediately angry. Saying that she was cute was an insult to her. There is a saying that when a person is not pretty, you can say she is cute. Saying she is cute, doesn't that mean she is ugly?

"Little sister, don't be so excited. By the way, what's your name? This is the first time I've seen someone who looks so much like me. To be honest, I'm quite interested in you." Zhao Yujie smiled slightly. She seemed to be in a good mood.

"My name is Wang Xiaoya, the super beautiful Wang Xiaoya!" Wang Xiaoya glared at Zhao Yuji, "Also, don't talk nonsense, it's obvious that you look super like me, why don't you get plastic surgery? If you get your face fixed, you don't have to look so much like me!"

Seeing Wang Xiaoya's somewhat excited look, Zhao Yuji smiled even more: "You are indeed quite interesting. You know what, I find that I like you very much. If you really want to be my sister, I don't mind taking you in as my sister."

"I don't want to be your sister!" Wang Xiaoya pouted, then pulled Xia Tian, ​​"Brother Xia Tian, ​​let's go. This woman is not pretty, you don't want her to be your wife!"

But Wang Xiaoya failed to pull Xia Tian. When she looked again, Xia Tian was staring at Zhao Yujie's beautiful legs. This made Wang Xiaoya a little depressed. Her legs were also very beautiful, but she was still young, so her legs were not as long as Zhao Yujie's. Can't brother Xia Tian be a little patient and wait until she grows up to look at her beautiful legs?

Zhao Yuji turned to Xia Tian at this time. The smile on her face disappeared at this time, and her tone was full of sarcasm: "Do my legs look good?"

Xia Tian raised his head at this time, stared at Zhao Yuji's pretty face, and shook his head seriously: "It doesn't look good."

Hearing this answer, Wang Xiaoya was immediately happy. She shouted excitedly: "Yeah, Brother Xia Tian, ​​you are so handsome. That's right, her legs are not pretty at all!"

"If it's not pretty, then why did you look at it for so long?" Zhao Yujie was a little angry. She thought Xia Tian would say it was pretty, and then she would laugh at him. But she didn't expect this guy to actually give the answer that it was not pretty.

Her legs are not pretty? What a joke! If she were to become a model, her legs alone would be enough to outshine all the famous models and supermodels in China!

"I'm not looking at your legs." Xia Tian still answered seriously.

Zhao Yuji suddenly became even more annoyed: "Then what are you looking at? Don't tell me you are looking at my breasts!"

"I've seen your breasts a while ago. Well, although not as big as the policewoman's, they are also 34C. I like them very much." Xia Tian answered seriously.

Xia Tian had indeed seen it. In fact, as soon as he entered the room, he scanned Zhao Yujie's body, and that part was the first target of his attention. Although it was not as magnificent as Leng Bingbing's, it matched her figure very well and was the most suitable size for her.

Zhao Yuji was almost choked with anger. She glared at Xia Tian fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "Then what were you looking at when you were staring at my legs just now?"

"I'm looking at the scar on your leg." Xia Tian still answered seriously.

Wang Xiaoya, who was standing by, was a little puzzled: "Brother Xia Tian, ​​does she have a scar on her leg? Why can't I see it?"

Although Wang Xiaoya said that Zhao Yujie was not pretty, she was actually quite jealous of Zhao Yujie's long legs. Zhao Yujie, who was over 170 cm tall, had legs that were at least one meter long. Her legs were not only long, but also very slender and well-proportioned. Her skin was also snow-white, without a single flaw, let alone a scar.

Zhao Yuji's expression changed slightly: "Can you see the scar on my leg?"

Wang Xiaoya was immediately happy. It turned out that Zhao Yujie really had a scar on her leg. That was great!

"Of course I can see it. I can even see a small mole on your little toe." Xia Tian said with a smile.

Zhao Yujie glared at Xia Tian a little annoyed. Are this guy's eyes microscopes?

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​where is the scar on her leg?" Wang Xiaoya asked curiously.

"Oh, right here." Xia Tian stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Zhao Yuji's left leg like lightning, and pointed at her calf. "Look, there is a small scar here, and there is another one here."

Zhao Yuji was naturally shocked when her beautiful legs were suddenly grabbed by a man. She hurriedly shouted: "Let me go!"

However, Xia Tian did not let her go so quickly. Instead, he asked Wang Xiaoya: "Did you see it?"

Wang Xiaoya opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked for dozens of seconds before she finally saw it. Then she felt a little sad and angry. This is not a scar at all. It is hard to see clearly without a magnifying glass!

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​no one can see this scar at all, it's almost disappearing!" Wang Xiaoya muttered. This time she was not happy again. Can a scar that others can't see still be called a scar?

"But I can see it!" Xia Tian looked up at Zhao Yuji, "Your scar is very strange, it looks like it was caused by a gunshot wound!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Yuji's eyes, and then she shouted angrily: "Let me go!"

"How about we discuss something?" Xia Tian still didn't let go of Zhao Yuji, "How about I help you heal this scar?"

"I don't need you to treat me!" Zhao Yujie refused without any hesitation.

"Why?" Xia Tian was a little depressed, "I don't charge money."

"I like it this way, isn't it?" Zhao Yuji was a little annoyed, "If you don't let me go, don't blame me for being rude!"

"What a pity!" Xia Tian murmured to himself, "If it weren't for these two scars, this leg would be as beautiful as the policewoman's."

Xia Tian finally let go of Zhao Yuji's slender and beautiful legs, and then said to her seriously: "You have scars on your legs, and you refuse to let me heal you, so, I don't want you to be my wife anymore."

Zhao Yujie was stunned for a moment. Is this guy crazy?

"Yeah, that's great!" Wang Xiaoya was very excited, "Brother Xia Tian, ​​it doesn't matter, when I grow up, I will definitely be prettier than her!"

Zhao Yujie understood that this little girl was also mentally ill.

Seeing Zhao Yuji in a daze, Xia Tian comforted her: "Don't be sad, although I don't want you now, but if you are willing to let me help you remove the scar on your leg in the future, I will still want you."

After saying this, Xia Tian turned around and pulled Wang Xiaoya outside: "Let's go!"

It was not until Xia Tian and Wang Xiaoya disappeared at the door that Zhao Yuji finally reacted. She cursed angrily, "You're crazy. Only ghosts can be sad!"