“Is anyone here?” Taking a deep breath, Chi Zaozao knocked on the door lightly and asked instinctively.
With a “creak”, the door was opened. A man who seemed to have walked out of a painting was dressed in a light goose-yellow ancient-shaped dress, with red lips and white teeth, and transparent skin. For a moment, Chi Zaozao couldn’t help but want to learn that Hua Qiangu blurted out when he saw Sha Qianmo and called the man in front of him “Sister”.
It turns out that there is such a monster and handsome man in this world.
“Chi Aiai”
When Chi Zaozao was panicking, the man opened his thin lips and his slender phoenix eyes were also looking at Chi Zaozao slightly. Although she was also obsessed with his “beauty”, she was completely different from the obsession revealed by other women.
It was just a pure surprise, without a trace of selfish thoughts.
No wonder Grandpa Hai introduced her, but the corners of the man’s tight pursed lips slightly raised, and a deep and cunning look flashed across his narrow eyes.
“Yes, I am Chi Aiai.” Chi Zaoyao came to his senses and nodded and replied to the man with a smile.
The man spoke, stood to one side, lowered his body slightly, and said to Chi Zaozao, “Come in.”
Chi Zaozao was a little surprised at the man’s behavior. Why did this man have a hint of ancient flavor in every word and action? Is the old Mr. Hai Mingyan asking her to interview this man who was as beautiful as walking out of a painting? “Miss Chi, please sit down.” At this time, the man’s voice sounded. After he arranged for Chi Zaozao to sit down, he washed his hands and made tea on the tea table in the living room. His whole movements were ancient and familiar, just like this how he lived.
“Thank you.” Chi Zaozao sat down, looked around and observed her eyes, and then her gaze was attracted by a book on the coffee table not far away. In an instant, Chi Zaozao was completely quiet.