Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

He picked up the glass on the coffee table, looked at the island table and the coffee machine not far away, and walked over with long legs.

…

Qiao Nian saw this scene while standing outside.

The man leaned forward slightly and placed his hands casually on the edge of the table. I saw his slender fingers moving nimbly, and then slowly began to roll up his sleeves.

The movement was unhurried and slow, but it carried an indescribable charm.

As his sleeves were rolled up inch by inch, his strong wrist bones were gradually exposed. The wrist bones are slightly raised, like carefully carved works of art. Under the skin, slightly bulging veins can be seen.

The island light fell on his wrist, illuminating the small patch of skin, which was delicate and shiny. The muscle lines around the wrist bones were smooth and natural. In the interplay of light and shadow, he scooped up a spoonful of coffee beans and poured it into the machine, then took two disposable paper cups.

Qiao Nian simply leaned against the door and quietly admired this highly ornamental picture until the man making coffee inside noticed her.

"...Miss Qiao." She paused for a second when she saw his eyes falling on her, and heard him call her name.

Qiao Nian put down her arms, retracted her amused gaze, and walked towards him slowly.

"Are you going to wear a mask when you go out from now on?"

"Um?"

Qiao Nian walked next to him, leaned forward and smelled the aroma of coffee permeating the island, then turned around and leaned on the edge of the island, raising her finger to point to the silver mask on his face.

"cosplay?"

The ding of the coffee machine brought the two people's eyes back to each other.

Lance took out one of the cups of coffee and handed it over: "I explained to Miss Qiao last time that my face was disfigured due to an accident when I was a child. I don't look good, so I don't want to scare others."

What an explanation! Qiao Nian couldn't help but pursed the corner of her mouth with a cold smile, reached out to take the coffee from him, and thought about it for a moment.

"Oh, you said that. Car accident, right?"

"yes."

"Did you fall on your face?"

"Abrasion."

"..." Qiao Nian's chest heaved violently, and every breath seemed to be filled with scorching anger. Qi and blood surged in her body, but before it exploded, she was suppressed silently by her strong self-control.

She said expressionlessly: "How is Earl Lance's health now? He didn't vomit blood from time to time because he fell in a car accident and couldn't see anyone when he was a child, right?"

This question is extremely unexpected, even inexplicable.

Qiao Nian stared at his reaction anxiously, as if she could see through the true emotions represented by every inch of the man's breath under the mask.

"My doctor helped me develop special medicine. As long as I take the medicine on time, I won't have an attack."

Qiao Nian's boiling emotions fell into a straight line, and his shadow reflected in his dark eyes: "So... the 'car accident' in childhood can also have serious consequences, causing Earl of Lance to still take medicine..."

She stood leaning against the edge of the island, her whole body hidden in the light from her pocket, her head slightly tilted, a shadow cast on her eyelids, there was no hysterical outburst, but for the first time, she emphasized the word Earl of Reims. , and for the first time, he clearly conveyed his feelings.

The man's eyes moved slightly.

"I…"

He just started talking.

There was a noise outside.

Qiao Nian quickly judged that someone was coming and raised her eyes slightly to look at the man beside her.

The man next to her reacted faster than her, grabbed her wrist and hid her behind her.