Chapter 63: Emperor Shi (2)

It's getting late, the busy streets feel a little more bleak, pedestrians are getting fewer and fewer, and the chill brought by the wind is gradually clear.
The little girl stood alone at the corner of the street, her dark eyes were bright but somewhat at a loss.
It looks really pitiful.
"..."
Little cabbage, the ground is yellow~
Chu Yanhuan twitched the corners of his eyes, squatted down silently, stretched out his hand to support his soft white cheek, and sighed.
Why does she feel so miserable?
Like a little beggar who begs for food, he almost put a broken bowl in front of him!
It's a coincidence.
At this time, a handsome little boy approached, coyly put a silver ingot in front of her, smiled shyly at her, and said with a voice.
"Little sister, you can buy something to eat... Oh, my mother came to see me!"
"Goodbye little sister!"
With that said, the little baby ran away, and there was a gentle-faced lady in the distance, who seemed to be the kid's mother.
"..."
The corners of Chu Yanhuan's eyes continued to twitch, a little unlovable.
If she says she is not a beggar, believe it or not?
The little girl wielded her small paws at the mother and son with a snow-white delicate face.
Hesitated.
Chu Yanhuan still picked up the silver ingot.
Don't do it for nothing, she is not stupid, but now she is a penniless little pitiful.
...
ten minutes later.
Chu Yanhuan continued to squat in the corner alone, eating sesame seeds in silence.
It's pretty fragrant.
Huh~
The little girl hung her head, her hair was covered with snowdrops, and she whispered something in her mouth.
"My dignified Fuyue will actually fall to this point. If it hadn't been for agreeing that Jun Heng couldn't use his power in the small world, I would have long ago..."
"I will destroy that stupid system sooner or later, and won't even give me the plot."
The little girl looked like a jade carving, muttering over there with a straight face, looking pitiful and cute.
After eating the biscuits, Chu Yanhuan patted his paws and stood up.
No, she can't just eat and die like this.
Lifting his eyes and looking around, Chu Yanhuan stared at a carriage parked on the side of the road.
The exterior of this car looks simple, but even the curtains on the windows are made of fine brocade, low-key and delicate.
Well, he is a rich boss.
She is going to touch porcelain!
The carriage stopped by the side of the road, and the young man seemed to go shopping.
The little girl pulled up surreptitiously, then opened the curtain and glanced inwardly.
Visible to the eye.
He looks like a teenager, not very young.
But it has begun to show its glory.
The carriage was burning with incense, and the boy's profile was slightly blurred in the lingering smoke, but the outline of the boy could still be seen clearly, the bridge of the nose was high, and the profile was delicate and perfect.
He closed his eyes and took a nap, supporting his head with one hand, and the wrist exposed from his sleeves was as bright as a jade line.
Chu Yanhuan stared blankly for a moment.
When she slipped, the little girl let out a very short utterance, and she stubbornly pulled on the carriage before she fell.
The thick, curled long eyelashes trembled twice, and Shen Qingjue woke up.
The young man raised his dark and cold eyes and looked straight at Chu Yanhuan outside the window. The glazed eyes were clear, like the top of a snowy mountain that has not melted for many years, the unique coldness.
"..."
It's a little embarrassing.
But precisely because of this, Chu Yanhuan also saw his appearance clearly.
The eyebrows are picturesque and the thin lips are like flowers.
The boy's eyebrows were full of clearness, as clean as snow.
Exquisite to almost beautiful looks.
Shen Qingjue glanced at her lightly, her eyes were not cold, but there was also an indescribable sense of distance.
"who are you?"
The voice is as clear as snow, with the slight magnetism peculiar to teenagers.
The tone is not cold or arrogant, but he can clearly feel his indifference.