The mirror is not big.

Song Yue adjusted his angle and began to observe.

The seat number of Fugui newspaper is just behind her and he Chenyuan.

This position, the other party is likely to be intentional.

Because from each other's point of view, you can see her and he Chenyuan.

So song Yue is very careful.

She held a small mirror in her left hand and a lipstick in her right hand, slowly smearing it.

It looks like it's just lipstick.

With the constant adjustment of angle, song Yue soon saw the people in the rich mouth.

To her surprise, the man turned out to be a very nice looking old woman.

Most of the magicians have a very unknown breath. If the sixth sense is strong, you will feel uncomfortable instinctively when you see them.

I want to stay away.

This is true of the magicians song Yue met before.

Like the poison widow.

And then there are those people.

This old woman is different.

Her hair was silver and all over her head with clips.

Although you can see that you are old, but your skin is white and red, and you still have a gentle smile on your face.

This person's dress is not vulgar, looks like a very tasteful rich old lady.

If not rich, she is the magician on the plane.

Song Yue can't recognize it.

It's not like it at all.

This old woman is far from the sorcerer in her mind.

Sure enough, the more you look like a good person, the more dangerous it is.

Song Yue can't help thinking of the poison widow.

The poison widow is dressed so differently that it makes people feel uncomfortable. She doesn't look like a good person at all.

Like this old lady?

At first glance, I thought it was an old retired professor in which university.

I have to say, she disguised too well.

Face always with a smile, looks elegant and intellectual, it is easy to make a good impression of life.

It's probably that I've been watching it for too long, which makes this man alert.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes and looked in the direction of song Yue.

Song Yue immediately put away the mirror, and then turned his head, deliberately kissing he Chenyuan's face.

Take the opportunity to say to him: "do you see that old lady with silver hair? She's the sorcerer. "

He Chenyuan hugged her and fell in love with her.

It's actually whispering.

"Are you sure it's her?"

"That's what wealth says."

"That should be true." He Chenyuan seemed to have confidence in the ability of wealth, and soon asked, "what else does it say?"

"It says that the man's power is voice, and her voice can bewitch people. So we have to start first. We can't let her have a chance to speak. "

"I'll find a way."

"No, I'll do it. You're a man. It's not convenient to do it. "

Song Yue stops he Chenyuan.

She said this after careful consideration.

The other party is an old woman, which alone can occupy the high ground of public opinion.

He Chenyuan is a big man. If he suddenly attacks an old woman, it will make people think more.

It's better for her to do it.

After a long time, they discussed the result.

At the same time, the old woman was observing them quietly.

Her seat back, can see song Yue and he Chenyuan's every move.

However, there are also disadvantages.

She can only see the back of two people, some angles will be blocked by the back of the chair.

So when song Yue and he Chenyuan meet, she can only see the intimacy between them, and can't see the picture of them talking at all.

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