100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

The old couple’s house is a two-story building near the river. The river in front of the house has condensed into ice. I have seen it. It is snowy and snowy. On this way, the old couple talked about it. She I know probably.

"What's your name?" the old man asked.

Eleven almost blurted out and said Eleven, here is remote, the villagers live a simple life, her name is not well known, but there is something wrong with it when I think about it, and I can’t find any name at all, she said, "I rank seventh at home , My family called me Xiaoqi."

The seven most proud children of the old witch, she and Ye Wei are the youngest. She is two months younger than Ye Wei. In terms of ranking, it is indeed the seventh.

One day ago, a man came from the villa. It is said that he and his lover had come to travel together, but they had no choice but to encounter a blizzard. The two were separated. The man found her in the snow for a long time, but he couldn't find him. The husband and wife began to spend the night. The old couple had a kind heart and took him in.

According to the man, he must stay here until he finds his lover. The old couple has no children and no children. It is rare for someone to be happy in his heart and promise that he can live as long as he wants.

There are many such stories in the ice and snow, and I have often heard such stories in the Norwegian ice and snow kingdom. However, in the Norwegian environment, such stories have a little more romantic color because of the romantic story of the ice queen. , And here, desolate everywhere, always feel a bit more desolate breath.

The old couple opened the door and shouted happily. A man came out of the house, wearing a thick black coat and a gray scarf. It doesn't look very big, looks pretty, and has a pair of sky-blue eyes. This person's face is very handsome, but he looks tall, and the clothes are too thick to be true, but it should be a standard hanger. The thick hair is cut short, and the person looks very energetic.

He greeted the old couple and came over to move the box. He made a face-to-face meeting with Eleven. The man's delicate eyebrows were suddenly twisted, and the cold mans passed by, like a dark king, and he was imposing.

Eleven looked coldly at him, not afraid at all. The two were in the front yard, and their eyes were as bright as electricity. No one seemed to be a irritating character. Eleven has arrived today and today, what kind of difficult characters have she met. No fear, she can be determined, no one can hurt her again.

It seems that each other is judging each other's identity.

The old couple excitedly said eleven to the man, and asked him if he was the lost lover. The two men had similar scarf styles and almost the same color.

The man shook his head, glanced at it again, and moved the box on the sled into the room.

The old couple unconditionally accommodated him. He would do this kind of rough work automatically, and he would never let the two old men come. The old couple knew that it was a misunderstanding and did not mind, and greeted Eleven into the house enthusiastically.

Eleven nodded, as the second old man entered the house.

The room was heated and warmed up a lot. The old lady quickly poured her a cup of hot milk. She knew she had been walking in the snow for a long time and her body must be very cold.

Eleven politely thanked you and bowed your head to drink milk. It was indeed a lot more comfortable.

"What's his name?" The man was busy with the old man in the kitchen, and the boxes were filled with ingredients. He was sorting them out, and he asked the old lady at eleven.

The old lady said, "(anthony) Anthony."

Eleven eyes looked in the direction of the kitchen, silent, Anthony?

Outside the window, it was snowy, but indoors, it was as warm as spring.

Anthony and the old man put the ingredients in the box into the refrigerator and they came out. The old man took off his coat, dropped the snowflakes on the coat, and hung the coat on the hanger in the hall.

The old lady also took off her coat and flicked the snowflakes, and hung up the coat. Without going out, there was no need to wear too thick. The old man was cold and changed to a thinner windbreaker. Both of them were born very high, and they were very old, and their bodies were well maintained. They looked good in trench coats.

Anthony's room was downstairs, and after coming out, he nodded and entered his room.

"Xiaoqi, aren't you hot? I still have clothes when I was young. I'll find one for you." The old lady asked enthusiastically, thinking for eleven, and nodding, the old lady took her upstairs.

"I thought these clothes were going to be buried, but I didn't expect to be useful." The old lady said as she went upstairs.

As soon as they went upstairs, Anthony came out of the room. He changed to an off-white cashmere sweater with a round neckline and a pair of slacks. The man's figure is very good. The simple collocation looks very impressive on him, just like the nobles of the upper class. The grace of raising one's hand in the foot is very charming.

The old man obviously liked Anthony. He took his words homely and asked him if he went out today to find his missing lover. Anthony's eyes swept upstairs at random and shook his head lightly.

The old man patted his shoulder to comfort him, young man, don't give up, there will always be hope.

Anthony smiled softly and nodded.

"Mr. Chur, how did you meet her?" Anthony asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Chur said about the encounter with Eleven, "It's a pity that a girl's family is standing in a daze in the wind and snow. Her expression is like a lost girl. We see that she is wearing the same scarf as you. People feel similar, we thought she was your lover."

Unfortunately, it was a misunderstanding.

"I feel very similar to her."

Mr. Chur laughed, pointing at Shirayuki outside the window.

The old man did not know how to please him, and Anthony laughed suddenly.

Eleven went upstairs with the old lady, and the old lady asked her, there were rooms upstairs and downstairs, and asked where she wanted to live. Eleven wanted two old people to live upstairs, which might be inconvenient, she said downstairs.

The old lady nodded and asked her to sit on the sofa now. She found her clothes in the small dressing room.

"Xiaoqi, you don't talk much. The little girl has to laugh more and be a little lively." The old lady said while looking for her clothes.

Eleven stunned, answered, "Cold, trembling teeth."

The old lady laughed and said no wonder.

Eleven looked at the room casually. There were wedding photos of the couple on the wall. It was a black and white wedding photo decades ago. Both of them are very young. The old lady has outstanding facial features. The old man is young and handsome.

After a while, the old lady pulled out a large leather box, opened it, and took out several years of clothes from the inside. There were skirts, coats, pants, and small accessories, all of which were worn by young girls.

The clothes are some years old, but the colors are gorgeous, many styles were popular decades ago, and now it seems a bit outdated, but still very beautiful, just...

Eleven embarrassed.

The colors of these clothes are fancy.

She has always loved white, gray, and black. These flowers are green and green, which she doesn't like very much, but she didn't have the goodwill of turning against the old lady. She chose a most short jacket and put it on, just matching her clothes.

The old lady asked her to try some of her skirts. Eleven hurriedly shook her head. She did not wear skirts. The old lady shouted pity. Eleven silent. Many of these skirts seemed to be the dresses worn in the past. How could she wear them? Ah, it will be laughed to death.

Picked a few long-sleeved tops and trousers and went downstairs with the old lady.

She was still standing in front of the stairs and saw a man standing in front of the window downstairs, her body was long and staggered, and she almost stepped on the stairs. The old lady shouted carefully. Anthony turned her head and saw only eleven holding her clothes and hanging down Holding his head, long hair covered half of her cheek.

"Are you all right?" the old lady asked with concern.

Shaking her head at eleven, she kept her head down, and the old lady took her to the guest room downstairs, which was opposite Anthony.

The old lady wanted to tidy up her room, eleven stopped, "I will come by myself."

The old lady nodded, and quickly came out after tidying up. There have not been so many people in the house for a long time. The old lady likes to be lively.

Nod at eleven.

She went out, closed the door at eleven, her eyes were blank, the man's back... the man's back...

At a glance, she was shocked, like Mo Ye.

In retrospect, she just had a face-up, his temperament was very similar to Mo Ye, his face could be changed, his eyes could also be changed, but his figure and temperament could not be changed. Just listening to his voice, Mo Ye was deep and magnetic. Bass, he is a gorgeous baritone.

But if she wants, she can change her voice even without the need for a voice changer.

Eleven shook her head, did she think too much? Mo Ye was injured by a gunshot wound, and Meng Lianying was also seriously injured. She couldn't heal for a while and a half, and how Ye Ye took care of her and how she ran so far.

He has no reason...

Eleven eyes condensed, no matter whether it was possible or not, she could not take it lightly.

There is a vanity mirror at the head of the bed. She sits in front of the mirror on the eleventh. She in the mirror is not very beautiful, but she is very beautiful, her eyes are clear, her skin is fair, and Ye Wei has always been exquisite**. Ugly face. Long hair is beautiful, except for the cold between the eyebrows, I can't see my shadow in the past...

in case……

Eleven heart sank, closed his eyes, between people, if you want to recognize, it is not necessary to block a few more ** on the face, the only thing to change is his temperament.

The face in the mirror has gradually changed. This is a cold face, a little warmth gradually, the eyebrows are curved, the dark eyes are like black grapes, with a chubby smile, the lips are raised...

Slightly stiff, the eleven smiles closed.

In fact, she had to pretend to be another person, with no eleven shadows at all. It was easy. Ye Wei was naughty and wanted to see her feelings to lure and confuse men. She did the same to satisfy Ye Wei’s curiosity. Too.

All kinds of amorous feelings are not lost to Ye Wei, with a sweet smile and frivolous movements.

But when she thought that the person outside might be Mo Ye, she couldn't laugh.

She smiled in the mirror...once, twice, three times...

It always feels unnatural. She tried hard to remember when she was pretending to be someone else last time. It happened a year ago. The door knocked on the door. Eleven thought it was an old lady. She thought that Anthony had not heard it. Her voice, if she changed her voice at this moment... would the old lady be suspicious? No matter, in short, you can't use your own voice.

"Please come in!"

The door was pushed open, and for a moment, on the eleventh, Anthony's tall figure leaned against the door, with a smile on his delicate face, "Mrs. Chur is calling you."

Eleven fists clenched tightly and slowly opened again, also smiling, "I know."

Anthony's eyes were deep, and he suppressed himself in the dark. He was really strange. He smiled at the mirror for a long time and couldn't laugh. When he thought of Mo Ye, he hated, but he smiled very brightly at him.

She stood up, raised her eyebrows a bit more, and her delicate face instantly brightened a lot, reaching out generously, "Hello, my name is Xiaoqi."

Anthony looked at her gloved hands, hooked her lips lightly, and reached out to hold her hand. "Anthony, I'm glad to meet you."

He held her hand with a little force.

"Are you used to shaking hands with people so vigorously?" Eleven asked with a chuckle.

With a loose hand, Anthony spread his hand, "Sorry, I didn't expect you to..." He frowned, cute, and seemed to be thinking about what to describe her. After thinking about it for a while, I finally revealed a word, "fragile."

Eleven laugh without speaking, this trick she learned from the belly of Hei Chu, do not want to speak deep when you pretend.

Anthony put his hands in his pockets, and his posture was extremely chic. If it was Ye Wei, he must now pose more chic and charming than him. Eleven continued to laugh without saying a word, this person should not be Mo Ye...

It's really different.

However, did his expression become too fast, and it was clearly not the case when he first entered the door.

"You just iced a face, I thought you would hate me very much." Anthony said casually.

"I walked in the snow for a long time, my face was frozen, you are not the same."

"Well, I've been walking in the snow for a long time. I just came back and I was as frozen as you are."

"It's really cold."

"indeed!"

...

The two spied boredly and spied, and Mrs. Chur's voice came over, "Anthony, little seven, why can't you come out yet."

"Here it is." Anthony answered his head, grinning wickedly, "Miss please."

"Just call me Xiaoqi." Eleven charmed with a smile, closed the door and walked in front of him.

Anthony smiled deeper.

Little Seven?

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(^o^)/~, sisters, see you tomorrow. I have written very tangled recently. You haven't seen it in this eleven, huh, huh.