Chapter 297 Peach Blossom Eye Evil Charming Man

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Yang Zimei raised her foot and stomped hard on the man's foot.

The man's hand was still tightly wrapped around her waist, and his tone was anxious: "Little sister, this world is still beautiful, don't be so distracted, you are still young, and the road to life is long..."

Yang Zimei understood, it turned out that the person thought she wanted to commit suicide by diving.

She turned back slightly.

Holding her was an extremely handsome man, about twenty-five years old, with soft and thick peach eyes looking at him anxiously.

When he saw her face clearly, he was slightly surprised and whispered, "Why are you?"

Looking at him, it seemed like he knew him.

"Let go, I didn't commit suicide by diving." She pulled his hand away, turned around, and blinked at the man in front of her.

He was wearing off-white casual clothes. He was tall and straight, with a relaxed and lazy posture. His face was like a jade carving.

Only the son of your family can have such a temperament.

"Shh, I thought you were going to commit suicide, which surprised me. It seems that I was overthinking myself." The man raised the corners of his already sinister lips, and there was a deep expression on his lips. The deep dimples, those long and narrow peach eyes, also glowed with the light of peach blossoms, which was instantly dazzling, and had a completely different attitude and temperament from Long Zhutian.

She wanted to observe him with her eyes to see who he was.

Who knows, he seems to be blocked by something, and his heavenly eyes can't see any of his data background.

And this kind of shielding is different from that of Long Zhutian.

Long Zhutian is like a black hole, while he is shielded by external forces.

Her eyes fell on his neck.

He saw a small pendant wearing a black rope in his slightly sexy open neck. This pendant was shaped like a yin and yang taiji diagram, and what shielded him was the light emitted by this pendant.

Um?

What is the pendant?

She was a little curious.

Seeing her staring at his neck, he stretched out his hand and tugged at his collar, opening his neck wider, making him look more sexy and charming.

"cough--"

His peach blossom eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips smiled even more happily, "Little sister, do you think I'm handsome and want to pounce on me?"

Hearing his words, Yang Zi was embarrassed, looked away from his neck, shifted his gaze to his face, blinked, and said lightly, "He is handsome, but he is too narcissistic, not interested in fluttering. fall."

He rolled her eyes at her, "Then why are you staring at my sexy neck? Don't you want to take off my clothes and see my sexy chest muscles?"

puff!

Yang Zimei couldn't help but want to laugh!

I have seen narcissistic people, I have never seen such narcissistic people!

She suddenly remembered the phrase "what are you" he said in surprise when he saw his face, and stared at him and asked, "Do you know me?"

The corners of his lips curled into a smile, "I know, Yang Zimei, fifteen years old this year, a third grader at Nancheng Middle School, and a professional physicist."

Yang Zimei was sweating, it seemed that he really didn't know much about himself.

"Who are you?" she asked cautiously.

"Aren't you a physiognomist? Do the math?" The man smiled wickedly.

"Take that thing off your neck and talk about it." Yang Zimei raised her eyebrows.