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Those blue eyes seem to be more intoxicated and introverted than the last time I saw them.

I didn't expect to meet him again in Paris.

"What a coincidence, we see each other again." As if inlaid with the bright blue eyes like the Milky way, her eyes calmly meet her eyes, and a steady smile slowly appears on the man's handsome and resolute face, which is fleeting.

Sheng Anxia suddenly returned to his mind, and found that one of his hands was firmly nestled in his hands by a man.

Different from the cold palm of the devil, this man's palm is warm.

Sheng Anxia struggled to pull out his hand in an instant. Because he was too hard, his bare right foot finally couldn't help falling to the ground.

But the man suddenly moved at this time, squatted down and grasped Sheng Anxia's small feet.

The warm palm immediately wrapped her cold little feet firmly. Sheng Anxia almost instantly felt like an electric shock. The whole person was stunned and instinctively wanted to struggle to leave.

"Sir, please let me go!"

Demi tightly twisted together, for this last meeting let her not very happy man, this behavior is to let her want to turn around and run.

Although she was sorry that she almost hit him in the face with her high-heeled shoes, his action now completely made her have no intention of apologizing.

The man didn't seem to recognize the dissatisfaction and anger in her voice.

The other hand slowly lifted the high-heeled shoes that she had been holding, and Anxia wore them back.

Sheng Anxia was stunned. She was just stunned. The man dressed her shoes for her, stood up slowly, and looked at her with his eyes fixed. It was like a calm sea, and unconsciously rolled up the dangerous whirlpool that made people sink.

Fortunately, sheng'anxia is deeply influenced by the devil Gu. She is immune to another beautiful face every day. She is really immune to this one.

Just Leng a few seconds, she then pulled the corner of her mouth, estranged politely said, "thank you, I'm really sorry just now."

Finish saying unexpectedly is to wait for the man to speak to want to turn to leave.

The man behind him looked at her and kept on, as if fleeing away. He could not help but raise his eyebrows and smile, "my name is Fu Jue."

Magnetic smile, with a calm and introverted temperament, like a stable and melodious cello, leisurely floating into the ear.

Sheng an Xia Leng for a moment, can not help but speed up the pace of leaving.

She didn't know why the man behind her would suddenly introduce herself. She only knew that she would never see him again!

It's no use knowing a name if you're a stranger!

Fu Jue (reading Xiao) stood in the same place. For the second time, he watched Sheng Anxia's back turn around and quickly walk away. His figure became more and more far away from him. Finally, he disappeared. His smile gradually disappeared. A meaningful light flashed through his warm and deep eyes. Under

Wutong tree, the man's exquisite three-dimensional features, glinting with mottled shadows, seem to be more and more like wine in the past and intoxicated.

"That was I don't know when a man with clear face and chestnut hair comes out of his back. The abuse in his eyes emerges without any cover up. Looking at the direction of Sheng Anxia's disappearance, he chuckles, "I say, boss, you don't really like her, do you? That's OK. Anyway... "

"You think too much." The man who had been looking at Sheng Anxia's disappearing direction suddenly withdrew his sight, glanced at the noisy chestnut haired man on the side, turned to the opposite direction of Sheng Anxia and left without hesitation.