The president's seven-night ex-wife

Tonghuan knows.

This is Yun Shao, that is, the Lie that the young man talked about.

Now that he had been found, Tong Huan was not in a hurry, she stood quietly outside the church for about half an hour before walking in.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground was clear and rhythmic, Tong Huan walked over slowly, sat in the same row, but politely separated by a seat, and then together with him... in a daze!

The other party chose to launch an attack at this time, and the target was her out of ten.

Therefore, Tonghuan at this time has amazing patience.

Wait quietly.

This wait is about an hour.

An hour of silence that would take your breath away.

Then, the man turned his head to look at her, with a deep smile in his eyes: "It seems that you are more patient than me as a beggar!"

The stalemate is broken...

Tong Huan knew that he barely won, so he turned his head and smiled at him: "I'm just used to wait and see what happens."

Turning around, Tong Huan saw an extremely beautiful face, he was very young, younger than Tong Huan imagined, probably only in his twenties, with a delicate and three-dimensional face like a plane model, There is a bit of gorgeous color in it, beautiful and seductive, obviously dressed in pure silver, but it is extraordinarily elegant, as if that kind of gorgeous color, because of this white color, is even more gorgeous.

This man undoubtedly has an astonishing beauty.

Tong Huan, who thinks he is exquisite in appearance, is ashamed of himself.

A man who looks like a goblin really makes a woman ashamed.

"Why, are you satisfied with my appearance?"

There was a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, and his dark eyes were fixed on Tong Huan for a moment, forcing her to give the most authentic reaction.

Tong Huan smiled: "Young Master Yun, do you always ask that when you see a lady?"

He was slightly taken aback, the corners of his mouth gradually deepened, looking elegant and charming: "I only ask this question to women I am interested in?"

His voice, like the plucked strings of an embroidered guitar, has a metallic texture, deep and charming.

It is obviously the most common tone, but the simplest words are interpreted with a touch of sex.

Are you sexually interested?

The smile on the corner of Tong Huan's mouth was extremely clean, and it was a wise choice to play dumb at this time: "It seems that you must have asked my friend Shen Xiaobao this question many times?"

A slight smile flashed across his dark eyes, which softened his entire face. This man's face was really much more beautiful than a woman's, so once the color softened, it became absolutely gorgeous and magnificent.

It's just that, because of the chilling and fierce aura exuding from him all the time, that beauty has also become domineering.

"Can I take that to mean you're jealous? Girl!"

The man pressed on step by step, his words, tone, and momentum were extremely fierce, forcing Tong Huan to surrender in front of him.

This is really a tricky man!

She managed to bring the topic to Xiaobao, but he easily turned the topic away, turning all this into a chasing drama between men and women.

However, Tong Huan was in the play and had to accompany him on the show: "I've never been jealous of a man whose name I don't know."

The man met Tong Huan's gaze, the corners of his mouth outlined an elegant arc, his thin lips were slightly lifted, and he stretched out his hand, which was a slender, strong hand with well-defined bones: "Yun Lie."

Yun Lie, a simple name, should belong to a clean boy, for example, that cruel boy just now.