Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Wearing a plaid shirt, Capri pants and white sneakers, you look full of youthful vitality.

Beautiful and lively.

A touch of sunshine hit her side face and outlined a vivid soft light.

In those eyes, the past day is as clear as a clear spring. When you look at you, you will feel that the noisy world has long gone away from you.

It's nice to finally find her.

At this time, Xia Qingluo is smiling and sending the leaflet to passers-by.

Nangong Li frowns. Is this a part-time job?

Pushed the door open and Nangong left the car.

Take big steps towards Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo looked up and saw Nangong Li.

His hair is short and thin, his bangs are a little long, and his narrow fox eyes are shining amber.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, the sky blue shirt is pulled up at will, and the black trousers look long and jade, as if they were characters coming out of the cartoon.

The cartoon character, ignoring the admiring eyes beside him, went directly to Xia Qingluo.

The eyes were shining, the tail of the eyes raised a touch of beauty, slightly lowered their heads, enchanting and leisurely asked, "Luo Luo, do you miss me?"

Tone, but with a trace of imperceptible tension.

Lolo?

Who is this?

Are you calling her?

"Who is Luo Luo?" Xia Qingluo asked.

"Xia Qingluo?"

"Well, who are you? How do you know my name?" Xia Qingluo asked curiously.

Nangong Li was stunned.

The light in the eyes hovered on Xia Qingluo's face, trying to see if Xia Qingluo was joking with him.

But he was disappointed.

Xia Qingluo is not kidding.

Xia Qingluo really doesn't know him.

Amnesia?

Nangong Li, who has been wandering the world for thousands of years, quickly accepted this reality.

He lifted his mouth and patted Xia Qingluo's head intimately. Xia Qingluo didn't have time to hide. He looked at him angrily, "Why are you patting my head? We don't know each other."

Then he turned and left.

Such a man, at first glance, is a romantic and chatty man.

Those eyes and tails picked on the top are beautiful and rosy. Are you happy with yourself?

Xia Qingluo is a little unhappy.

"Don't go, you forget. When you were a child, I took you to play with the mud."

Nangong Li was lying without changing his face.

"I don't remember you." Xia Qingluo stopped and looked at Nangong Li hesitantly.

Does this man really know himself?

"I remember you." Nangong Li didn't want to talk nonsense. He suddenly stretched out his hand and took all the publicity single brain in Xia Qingluo's hand, opening a little flattering, "you go to the cool down meeting in the shade of the tree, and I'll send you leaflets."

Xia Qingluo's hands were empty at this time.

She stared at the good-looking man, smiling so that her eyes were bent into crescent moons. There was no need to say hello. As long as she went to that station, many people automatically and consciously went to get leaflets.

I don't know what he said. Just now the four girls around him laughed happily.

This guy, men, women, young and old.

Even the aunt who never joined the fun laughed and took the leaflet seriously.

Xia Qingluo's hands are on her hips and asks the sky silently. NIMA, this is really a face watching world.

Leaning a little, I saw him coming with great strides.

In front of Xia Qingluo, he asked for credit, "I've finished all my hair. Am I powerful?"

Xia Qingluo was speechless.

How can this man be more familiar than her.

Inexplicable and instinctive Xia Qingluo felt that this man was a little unreliable.

He hid quietly and sincerely said, "thank you for sending me leaflets, but I really don't know you, so I'll go first."