Chapter 870 (1/2)

Enchanting and enchanting Phoenix eyes are gentle and delicate like gurgling water. But the gentle luster only flows on the surface of the eye waves, and the bottom of the eyes is cold and wise. The peach red lips are not red, and the red lips seem to be stained with water and luster, which leads to crime. The lips hang a distant but beautiful smile. With crescent shaped Sapphire Earrings hanging on her ears, Ding Ling's earrings ring like a curtain, shining and moistening. A dark beautiful hair is gently pulled and tilted. There is always an exquisite hanging Chinese hairpin on it. There are butterflies, glass and other jewelry in the middle. The next row of exquisite and exquisite gorgeous hanging curtains make the whole person's behavior flash thousands of charming beauty. Because of their unique appearance, their solitary beauty adds a unique charm. It's like an immortal concubine, who seems to drift away.

This woman is so beautiful that all women in the world feel ashamed and sigh. No matter from which angle, it can be seen that it is world-renowned.

Little aunt Shen suddenly understood why this woman had so much charm and why so many men were crazy about her.

She is so beautiful that she makes the world pale. However, the most exciting and desperate is not her beauty. It is the elegant temperament of her whole body, the wisdom and melancholy looming between her eyebrows and eyes; It is the kind of wind and bone on her that is as light as dust but as arrogant as cold plum; It is the fragile amorous feelings that flash through her Phoenix eyes. She gathers the beauty of women in the world and takes the dazzling posture of flowers. She is like the brightest moon in the night sky and the most blazing sun in the blue sky. Her light is dazzling and frightening.

After the first painting, there are sitting snow, standing snow, clever smile, shallow smile, frown meditation, and sad eyebrow locking

Every move, every stroke, every stroke, are described in detail. What kind of feelings are injected into the person who writes.

Little aunt Shen stood outside the door. After a long stalemate, she took a deep breath and walked up to the jade mining minister lying on the big bed.

Looking at the low snoring jade mining minister, a glimmer of glittering and translucent water color flashed in the beautiful eyes of little aunt Shen. The endless affection was revealed like this without any cover up.

The jade mining minister in front of him is no longer as untidy as before. His face is like a hard line cut by a knife and axe, his sword eyebrows growing into his temples, his shaved chin, and his lips slightly pursed even after being drunk, all reveal the resolute personality of the iron man in front of him.

She loved the man for more than ten years! Why do you never have your own existence in your eyes and heart?

She loves him so much, why doesn't he take a good look at himself?

Little aunt Shen trembled and gently stroked the hand of Yu caichen. She felt the warm skin as if she was going to burn her palm.

”Caichen...” little aunt Shen whispered her red lips gently, overflowing two names hidden in the bottom of her heart for a long time.

In response to her, only Yu caichen still snored.

Little aunt Shen stroked the jade minister's hand and looked around at the portraits with different postures on the wall.

Gradually, tears fell from her beautiful eyes. She took a deep breath and said, ”caichen, what's good about her? Is it so hard for you to give up? For more than ten years, you have lived a life like an ascetic monk for such a woman, and despised all kinds of women who threw themselves into the arms. Even her daughter, you hold it in your hand like a treasure? Even for the sake of the soul, they do not hesitate to destroy their families and people. ”

”Floating snow has been dead for more than ten years. What are you waiting for? Is it still cheating to go to hell and meet her again after death? Caichen, there is not only one woman in the world. Why don't you look at me? What's worse for me than snow? Compared with beauty, wisdom and talent, I'm better than snow! Why is there only snow in your eyes? ”