Chapter 810 He Kept Standing There, Looking at Her

Jim Carrey on the other end of the phone in the lobby of the hotel ---

Li Shuran, Situ Cheng, Xiao Xiaoxiao, and Xuan Chenxing all twitched their lips.

"Damn it! The idiot is back again~~~"

Xiao Xiaoxiao yawned and spread his arms.

"Uncle, hug~~~"

Xuan Chenxing's evil blue eyes smiled indulgently.

Straight forward, the princess bent down, hugged Xiao Xiaoxiao, said coolly "Let's go", then turned and walked towards the exclusive elevator for the hotel president.

…

Xiao Xiaoxiao lay on Xuan Chenxing's shoulder and waved his paw towards the two men.

"Bye, brothers~~~"

Situ Cheng and Li Shuran's eyes twitched again and they cried silently, feeling the whole world's deep hostility towards singles.

They all raised their heads and asked the sky,

"Why don't I have such bad luck as Doubi!"

"Where is my spring!"

"Situ, I'll go on a blind date with you tomorrow."

"good……"

"Let's go back to bed too."

"Hmm~~~"

The two male gods, shoulder to shoulder, sang a song together.

"The night is too long,

Condensed into frost, it is the cold despair of someone in the attic..."

On the roaring sea, the screams stopped abruptly the moment the gunfire rang out, and all the blood was melted by the deep sea...

…

Sydney.

Surrounded by one of the most beautiful harbors in the world - Sydney Harbour, it is Australia's oldest and most diverse city, with the most romantic and elegant artistic atmosphere. Music is the soul of this city.

Harbor Bridge.

There are blond women wearing halter tops everywhere, as well as their male companions, laughing happily, embracing passionately, and kissing boldly.

Everything here is so pure and beautiful.

Just like these lovers in love, they love because they love.

On the harbor, a gust of wind blew gently, gently lifting the hem of the goose-yellow long skirt on the bridge railing.

The waterfall-like black hair also flew gracefully, boldly revealing the delicate and graceful side face.

The slender willow eyebrows capture the classical beauty of oriental women.

Against the backdrop of the blue and white sky, her clear eyes were like clear springs flowing slowly from the snow-white mountains. They were so clean that even looking at each other felt like blasphemy.

…

Many locals who passed by or people who also came to visit couldn't help but take another look at this beautiful figure. Even the sexy blond women expressed their most enthusiastic appreciation for this oriental woman.

The woman leaned lightly on the bridge railing.

The bright red lips and teeth smiled slightly, and the clear eyes were charming.

Gone is the indifference she used to try her best to cover up, and she is just like she was four years ago, without experiencing any harm or insult.

Everything disappeared in this charming sea breeze.

She has been in Sydney for almost a week. She likes everything here and this ancient city.

No one knew her, and no one was sarcastic behind her. Even if someone paid attention to her, it was just a kind smile.

Here, she can relax wholeheartedly, without any worries, just be herself, the simplest Deng Wanting.

…

Suddenly, a blond man walked towards Deng Wanting. He should be a street painter that can be seen everywhere in this city. He was also carrying a drawing board and painting tools on his back.

The street painter greeted her in fluent English.

"Hi, this beautiful lady, can I draw a picture for you? You are so beautiful! I have never seen an oriental woman as beautiful as you!"

Street painters are generous in their praise.

He had been observing this oriental woman for a long time, and he was amazed at the first sight, and even had a feeling of being moved by her.

Deng Wanting was slightly surprised, but she smiled calmly and nodded.

The street painter was obviously excited. He took out his drawing board and started painting, smiling happily and saying,

"Miss, you can just stand there and watch the scenery, don't worry about me."

Nature is always the most beautiful.

Deng Wanting responded softly, then turned sideways and continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the entire Harbor Bridge.

…

For almost half an hour, the blue sky gradually turned red and the sunset filled the air.

"alright!"

The street painter shouted excitedly, took off the painting that had been drawn on the drawing board and handed it to Deng Wanting.

"How's it going? Do you like it!"

Seeing the blond man's big smile that made his eyes narrow, Deng Wanting was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, she remembered the man who always smiled at her with grinning teeth, and always pestered her to call her "fairy fairy"...

Suddenly, my heart hurt inexplicably.

"Miss, don't you like this painting?"

After hearing the street painter's question, Deng Wanting suddenly came back to her senses, her slightly stagnant smile faded a little, and she told herself in her heart,

"Deng Wanting, don't think too much."

Then he lowered his head and looked at the drawing paper in his hand.

…

Really beautiful painting.

The bright color combination is not as strong as the Spanish style.

She is dressed in soft and elegant goose yellow, under the clear blue sky and soft white clouds, and the panoramic view of Sydney behind her. It is not that the scenery sets off her, but she gives the scenery more beautiful content.

But---

When Deng Wanting saw the man standing on the bridge railing opposite to her on the drawing paper, her charming smile suddenly froze!

Although I only drew a rough outline, the tall and charming figure, the short black hair...

My heart suddenly started beating wildly "dong dong dong"! It seems like it will pop out of my throat in the next second!

Deng Wanting moved her steps slowly, and even turned around stiffly, looking at the opposite railing of the Harbor-Sea Bridge not far behind her.

…

Suddenly---

The beating heart in my chest suddenly stopped!

In the setting sun, the man was wearing a simple and handsome white T-trousers. His short black hair was messed up by the Hong Kong breeze, but he exuded a more lazy and decadent sexiness, gorgeous and charming.

The corners of Xiexie's raised mouth were still smiling like a cynical tease, but those deep black eyes were locked on her!

So deep, so hot.

In his hand, he also held a SLR.

Deng Wanting was completely stunned.

"Master Xiao..."

Next to him, the street painter who was still out of the situation also looked at the man on the other side of the bridge and kept talking excitedly.

"Miss, when I was painting just now, that Oriental man kept standing there looking at you, as if he liked you.

But if you are so beautiful, you must be admired by many men, because I like you too.

Miss, do you know that oriental man? "

In fact, without Deng Wanting's answer, the street painter could guess that this beautiful oriental woman and the man opposite must know each other, and they are lovers!

Because only those who love deeply can have such passionate and unrestrained eyes.