Chapter 2599: Who does it look like?

He thought that she would be murky all her life, never talk to him again, never look at him again, and did not expect that there would be such a relationship.
God knows how long he desires this moment!
Ji Yue returned to her head and looked at him side by side. Her eyes were as clear as water in the moonlight: "Thousands of ..."
"Himeyue, call me to run the night." His breath blew into her ears. He actually wanted her to call his real name. After all, Ye Qianyi is just his pseudonym.
Ji Yue paused and looked at him for a moment: "Jun Liu Ye ... your real name is like you."
"Huh? How?" Jun Liuye's nose was just around her neck.
"Jun's heart flows like night ... you were once General Shura, and Shura belonged to the night ..." Ji Yue actually started to drop her book bag.
Jun Liu Ye was silent for a moment behind her, and sighed softly: "All my thoughts are now on you ..."
At this moment he seemed to be that fascinating Ye Qianxuan, with his hands on his head, looking at her with a joke, but he was hot and focused.
Ji Yue's eyelashes fluttered, half of her eyes were covered, making her eyes indistinct, and no longer connected with his eyes, her face was slightly rouge.
Are you shy?
Junliu Ye stretched her arms and held her in her arms again: "Ji Yue, I hope we have today every year, every now and then."
He didn't ask for anything else, just that she could stay with him.
Her black hair was slightly cool, and he rubbed his chin on the top of her head, saying happily, "Himeyue, shall I make my hair for you?"
Ji Yue paused slightly and nodded: "Yes."
Jun Liuye straightened her body, combed her fingers, and started combing her long hair.
Her black hair was silky satin, smooth and soft, flowing from his fingers.
After a while, her long hair was turned into a beautiful bun by him, and a jade badge sparkled in her hair.
"You're very skilled, you used to help women with hair?" Ji Yue stroked her hair, half-joking.
"Fool, I used to help you with your hair before." Jun Liu Ye's voice was petting and helpless.
Ji Yue's fingers were stiff, and she immediately felt the bun again, and froze for a while. She had felt the shape and texture of the bun.
It was the bun that was sent to her by the day and night that day, she put it like a baby that day, and she took it out a few times a day to look like a happy fool.
Now that the bun was back in her hair, she felt her scalp hurt a little.
She seemed a little insane, Jun Liu Ye looked at her: "Ji Yue?"
Ji Yue suddenly stood up, tilted her head and smiled at him. The innocent smile was charming: "May I dance for you?"
Jun Liu Ye stroked his palm: "Okay, I heard that you have been singing and dancing for a long time, and today I just enjoyed it. I will accompany you." He took out a purple bamboo flute.
The sound of the flute sounded faintly, such as the beginning of the wind, the flowers blooming at a glance, wandering in this mountain.
Ning Xuemo looked down, and saw him in a light blue robe being dragged by the wind in a flowing arc, and the beautiful jade around his waist shook slightly, looking unrestrained.
Alas, his attitude made Ning Xuemo more familiar, as if he had seen it on someone.
She knows a lot of people, all kinds of handsome guys are in the basket, but very few people can have the kind of character of Jun Liu Ye. Lazy and free, with a hint of cynical ...
Who does it look like?
Junliu Ye is extremely superior in both appearance and manner, and Ning Xuemo thinks that if she had seen him before, she would definitely not forget.