Su Lin stood in place, his body did not relax, he looked at the two of them with a serious face, and asked condescendingly, "Who are you?"

"Hee-hee!"

A chuckle suddenly sounded behind Surin, startling him to the core. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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There are even accomplices of cool women and burly women in the villa!

And just a stone's throw behind Su Lin, and he didn't even notice her breath!

Su Lin turned his head suddenly, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

The reason is simple, because behind him, there is a couch leaning against the window. At this time, on the sofa, there was a woman sitting recliningly.

She was dressed in white, white pants, white high heels, her long hair was like a waterfall, and she showed a charming face in the bright moonlight, and her beauty was breathtaking......

The woman in white clothes, white pants and white high heels looked up, and did not look at Su Lin, but stared thoughtfully at the bright moon hanging outside the window.

At this time, a word appeared in Su Lin's mind - quiet beautiful woman.

That's right, I'm afraid that's the only word that can describe her appearance at this time.

Quiet and beautiful like the fairy Chang'e who fell into the mortal world, tall and arrogant, but in the faint longing, there is a touch of sadness.

The chuckle in her mouth just now was not a response to the wonderful fight between Su Lin and the two women, but more like thinking about something interesting when she thought about it, and she couldn't help but wonder.

She sits casually, and her dress is even more casual, but she feels so elegant, noble and dignified.

She seemed indifferent to everything around her, she didn't look like a woman, she didn't even look like a person - she was like a landscape painted on the wall, beautiful and unrealistic.

She was not wearing a coat, but leaned on one end of the sofa, her right hand hanging naturally, her left hand resting horizontally on her waist and abdomen, a ladies cigarette that had not yet been lit between her long, snow-white fingers, and the sleeves of her shirt were rolled up high.

This is not very ladylike anymore, and what is even more incredible is that she still folds her legs, pressing the weight of her body on one right leg, looking lazy.

She only wore shoes, no socks, and a pair of snow-white feet were very eye-catching.

In Su Lin's impression, there seems to be no girl's feet that can be compared to hers, not that others are not beautiful enough, but there are always one or two kinds of beauty, which are beyond the ultimate perfection, just like her feet, which make people even want to urgently forget that they are actually used to walk......

If it had been before, Surin would have gone home from work. Pushing the door into the house, only to see Mu Xue, Han Yao, Yan Dong'er or Han Xiaoxiao sitting like she is now sitting without sitting with her sleeves and a cigarette between her feet, and her legs on the sofa, Su Lin may scold the street angrily.

Because of this appearance, it feels like a reserved demeanor that has forgotten the beauty of oriental women, and it really looks like a woman in the leather business who is waiting for the guests to be called Zhong in the Fengyue place.

But I don't know why, this woman doesn't, not even the slightest bit of this feeling, and even when others see this scene, they don't even have the desire to feel this way.

It's as if that's what she's supposed to be. Her beauty, her cold and lazy temperament, makes people daunting and ashamed.

Whether it's her face, her legs, her feet, or her hand holding a cigarette or tugging at my trouser legs, it's all picturesque.

In the end, Su Lin's gaze fell on the woman's face, and in the depths of his memory, a face that was incomparably similar to this face also emerged, which could be said to be carved out of a mold.

"Sweet!"

Su Lin subconsciously called out.

And after hearing Su Lin's words, this woman turned her head and looked at Su Lin, with a smile on the corner of her mouth that she didn't know whether to be happy or mocking.

"I didn't expect you to remember her!"

Hearing the words of the woman in white, Su Lin also sobered up, and at the same time, he was also afraid for a while.

It was so terrible that Su Lin felt that he had almost found the other party's way. However, Su Lin knew that the woman in front of him must be from the Clover family, and she had a lot to do with Xia Kexin.

"You're not her!"

The woman in white smiled slightly and said, "Of course I'm not her, I'm not as stupid as her!"

"You-!" Hearing the other party say that Xia Ke was stupid, Su Lin couldn't help but be angry, but in the end, Su Lin endured it and didn't break out.

"What?" The woman in white seemed to see through Su Lin's thoughts, and smiled, "Do you think what I said is wrong?"

"No, no! You're right!" Su Lin smiled, and he had to bow his head under the eaves.

"Yes!" said the woman in white.

"What about the rest of the room?" asked Su Lin, who was worried about Mu Xue and Han Yao.

"You're worried about them?" asked the woman in white, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes—!" Surin did not deny it.

The cool woman and the burly woman also got up from the ground at this time, and then walked in front of the woman in white with their heads down, then knelt down and said, "Miss, I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

The two didn't have any explanation, they just knelt there.

Su Lin frowned slightly, he didn't like this feeling, he didn't like it very much.

Su Lin only felt that this woman in white was dangerous, a hundred times more dangerous than a cool woman and a burly woman.

This is Su Lin's intuition, especially the subjective judgment of danger, which has always been very accurate, and it is precisely this precision that has helped Su Lin escape death several times.

However, Su Lin himself couldn't tell what the reason for such awe and even fear in his heart was. He didn't feel any murderous aura from the woman in white. However, if she was so dangerous, how could Surin not even be aware of her presence until he turned back and saw her?

Maybe that's why Surin thinks she's dangerous!

"This sister, if you have something to say, we can sit down and talk about anything, you also know that your fists and feet have no eyes, and you hurt your feelings before you communicate, this is not good, you say yes?" Su Lin is seven points soft and three points hard, no matter what the identity of the woman in white is, and what purpose she has, Su Lin must give the highest priority to the safety of several other women.

"Su Lin, Su Lin—!" the woman in white whispered Su Lin's name twice, and between her thin lips opened and closed, revealing a mouthful of neat blue teeth as white as glutinous rice.

Her appearance and temperament are very atmospheric, but her voice is unexpectedly a little woman's taste, pleasant to the ear, and it is a girl's Lori-like timbre.

This made Surin unable to even judge her age.

Sixteen or seventeen sound like.

Twenty-three or four.

The thirty-six or seven who have the skill to stay in the face are like the vicissitudes of life in her eyebrows and eyes.