"Mumu, look at you, there is a handsome guy in front of you." Wen Miao said in a low voice.

Because the old man of the Jing family was still talking, Wen Miao's voice was very light. Although the two were getting close, Lin Er was in a daze just now and didn't hear what she was saying clearly.

"What?" Lin Er lowered his head slightly.

"I said, there is a handsome guy, right in front of you, in the shadow on the side of the platform." Wen Miao repeated again in a low voice.

"Um?"

Responding casually, Lin Er narrowed his light amber eyes and looked in the direction she said.

On the right side of the round platform, in the shadow covered by the hanging vine flower basket hanging from the roof, a boy with his head slightly lowered was standing at some point.

The young man had long legs, straight back, slender and beautiful skeletons, white shirt and black trousers, and dark canvas shoes under his feet. The cuffs of the shirt were slightly rolled up, revealing a thin wrist bone.

Wearing a bracelet at the wrist bone.

It is called a bracelet, but it is actually not a bracelet. It is simply a hand-woven black string with a piece of agarwood beads strung on it, which looks inconspicuous.

Liner noticed that the boy was not wearing the traditional formal outfit, the white shirt was wide and loose, and the gray plaid tie hung on the neckline, which looked a bit like a Western uniform.

Lin Er had seen Xie Yan pass through this before, so he kept an impression in his mind.

Wen Miao walked forward two steps, stopped again, and his tone was a little regretful: "You can't see your face."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the boy stood very cleverly, with most of his body hidden in the shadows, making people unable to see what he looked like, but the slightly juvenile aura on his body was full of.

There was nothing to do while standing here. Lin Er took two steps forward when he was bored, stood beside Wen Miao, and glanced forward with her eyes: "It should be quite handsome."

"Yes, I think so." Wen Miao agreed and raised his chin in the direction of the boy. "If you want to wear this Western-style uniform, first of all, you have to be taller, secondly, you have to be thinner, and finally, your legs have to be longer."

While speaking, an old man next to the boy didn't know what he said to him. The boy responded softly, then raised his head slightly and took two steps towards him.

The shadow dissipated from the boy's body like the tide of sea water. The warm light of the crystal chandelier was shrouded again. His eye feathers were very long, drooping heavily. The warm light of the crystal lantern on the roof fell down obliquely, and the eyelashes pulled out two slender shadows in his eyes.

Lin Er and Wen Miao also saw his appearance clearly at this moment.

The young man had a black hair and black eyes, with a beautiful and cold face, delicate facial features, and a pair of cool eyes that were drawn out like fine brushwork. It looked like peach blossom pupils and painted ink, with thick and slightly raised black eyelashes. The narrow and long eyes were harvested into a straight dark line, with a curve almost indifferent.

It was originally a natural look, but his eyes were too dark - it was a rich, indelible black, as if even the light was sucked in, and it was so dark that it was not a trace of light, which made people feel chilled for no reason when they saw it.
Chapter completed!