Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

This is her character.

As soon as the nib was turned, a few strokes outlined a contour. The stroke in her hand moved very quickly. Soon, a purely male feature appeared on white paper, consisting of several thick lines. A man's extremely individual face, thin lips, slender eyes, and the extraordinaryness always in his eyes, and after a few strokes, her hands made his features resemble eight points.

She turned a few pages forward, in fact every page was him, every page had him.

Angry, cruel, and cruel, now adding a calmness.

It's just, it's never smiling, even friendly.

She held the sketchbook in her arms and pressed it close to her chest. The light from the window fell on her, with some traces of coolness.

A truce, if only for a few more days.

Her fingers accidentally touched the back of her hand, so that over and over again, would her love, along with her soul, float up and down.

It was lost in the end.

There was still his taste in the room, with a slight smell of tobacco, and the smell of male tickling water. She lowered her head, and could not help but slightly raise the corners of her lips, and the smile with a little contented smile It seems to be particularly distressing.

Chu Lu said that she did. One hour later, someone really delivered a dress.

Xia Ruoxin sat next to the bed and stared at the clothes box beside the bed. The clothes were very beautiful, but they really didn't suit her, and the clock on the wall had reached 7:35, he said After a while he will come.

She bit her lip gently, picked up her clothes, and took off the cotton clothes she didn't know how many times she had washed, so she put on this valuable dress.

She looked at herself in the mirror, just trying to hide herself tightly. She never wore such exposed clothes. Underneath the looming skirt, there are two slender beautiful legs, and Mi Wei's attention will reveal all her spring light.

And behind her, almost the entire back was exposed, making her feel shame and embarrassment. Does he really want her to wear this one?

She spread out her hair, and her long back hair finally covered the naked back exposed behind her. Turning around, the watch on the wall points exactly to eight o'clock. A footstep sounded familiar to her at the door.

The man opened the door and stared at her so lightly. Something flashed quickly in the black eyes, so that she didn't come and catch at all, but he knew that it was not amazing.

"Let's go," he said lightly, but thoughtfully looked at her looming legs under the veil. .

"Chu Li, I ..." Xia Ruo put her hands on her chest. Conservatively, she always felt like she was not wearing clothes, which made her feel a little helpless.

"Anything?" Chu Li just looked down at the wrist watch. We don't have much time. If you have something, hurry up.

Although he did not feel so anxious, it was an order that could not be refused. His time was precious, so it is better not to let him wait too long.

"Well, nothing is wrong." Xia Ruoxin's lips moved, but in the end, nothing was said. Walking behind Chu Li, there was some sorrow in her eyebrows. In fact, she wanted to say, can she go out without wearing this? Because, such clothes make her feel like a dancer.