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1775: Is it my fault for being handsome?

But, what else can she do?

I sighed and continued walking forward. After a while, I arrived at the beach.

The air is slightly cool, and the sky and the sea are incredibly blue.

Junziyan felt very beautiful, very beautiful. She took a deep breath, turned her head, and unexpectedly still saw Fei Siting.

He was opening the toolbox and taking out the artboard and stand.

In the early morning, tourists from three to three, one after another went to the beach to see the scenery...

After Fei Siting finished the drawing board, he sat aside and looked at her without saying a word.

Junziyan didn't say anything. He insisted on following her, so he just followed her. She probably couldn't drive him away.

*

And on the other side.

In the villa and mansion in Baitong Villa.

Nangong Rui continued to ask in disbelief: "You really don't know where your sister flew?!"

Junzinuo was lying on the sofa, holding a paid in his hand, playing King of Glory.

With invincible speed, Luna was infinitely connected under the moon, showing off her show.

He said while playing, "Really, you want me to say it a few times. I don't know where my sister flew to. I sent a bodyguard to follow her. Unexpectedly, she learned to be smart and actually got rid of all the bodyguards. What should you do if you ask me to do? I'm also helpless."

Nangong Rui frowned, "You are his brother, so you are not worried, will she be in danger?"

Junzinuo hummed twice, "I'm not worried."

As soon as his sister left, he guessed that Fei Siting would follow him, so what if he was worried?

"I should be worried about myself. Let me tell you, Nangong Rui, I was dissed by my little wife. Damn, she said, she doesn't like someone who has nothing but tall, rich and handsome!!!"

Junzinuo looked very wronged and looked desperate, "You said, is it my fault for being handsome? I have a good figure, is it my fault? I have money, is it my fault? Ah? Is it my fault? Why do you have to do this to me!

This is forcing me to ruin myself and make myself a fat and plump body. However, I am afraid that Yaoyao will fool me. When I become ugly, she will be even more lazy to look at me and will kick me out as a ball!"

Nangong Rui was too lazy to listen to his nagging, so he turned around and walked out of the villa.

He took out his cell phone and called as he walked...

Shut down.

Call again, or turn off the phone.

Didn’t Ziyan need a phone card?

After thinking about it, he called his subordinates and ordered in a deep voice, "Investigate the airport immediately, be sure to find out where she went within today."

"Yes, the second young master!"

*

On the beach.

Junziyan sat on the sand, holding a sketch brush, looking at the sea view not far away and all kinds of tourists, hesitating, not knowing what to draw...

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his sight.

She was stunned!

Fei Siting stood there with one hand in his pants pocket, with a straight figure, with deep eyes looking at her.

He was still dressed in the morning, with a white shirt, black trousers, and her white cotton slippers on his feet.

The wind blew through his messy ink black hair, adding countless laziness and sexiness.

Even though his clothes were not well-dressed, his cool and abstinent temperament was still so perfect that it would suffocate at a glance.

A good-looking person will naturally attract everyone's attention.

Many men and women look here, men are jealous and women are ecstatic.

Junziyan swallowed and pursed his lips, feeling a little helpless.

Is he really want to be her model, and he has to draw him?

No, she doesn't want to draw him now.

So, look at other places and see if there are any people or things you particularly want to draw.

Seeing that she ignored him at all, Fei Siting felt a little gloomy and coughed in a low voice...
Chapter completed!
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