MTL - The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again-Chapter 14 Picked up a little devil (13)

   Chapter 14 Picked up a little devil (13)

  Looking at the well-behaved child, I didn't expect to have a temper.

   Yun Chu cut a piece of steak and ate it with his eyes down, without thinking about the child.

   The closest person to Yun Chu was a man with brown hair and blue eyes, who looked very mature, twenty-seven or eight-year-old.

  The man has slightly curly brown hair and is well-dressed.

   The other party smiled, holding champagne in his hand, and looked sideways at Yun Chu.

   "Beautiful lady, nice to meet you in Lower Wayne."

   looks like he wants to get close.

   Yun Chu's eyelashes drooped, he paused, and asked casually, "Lost Prince?"

  The man named Wei En obviously did not expect that Yun Chu would ask such a straightforward question.

   He smiled, but didn't panic.

   "At my age, I can't think of it as the lost prince."

  Wen said that, and it is not without reason.

   Those who came to the palace to recognize their relatives were mostly fifteen or sixteen year olds. There are very few grown men of his age.

   Of course, there are no children as small as Thilo.

As if knowing what Yun Chu was going to ask next, Wei En took the initiative to explain: "To be honest, my group of friends said that my eyes are very similar to those of the king, and they thought I might be the prince left behind by the king, So this pushed me into the palace to recognize my relatives. I'll make you laugh."

   The man smiled elegantly.

   "But..." Wei En changed the conversation, "When it comes to eyes, I think that the lady's eyes are blue and deep. Compared with me, she is more like a king."

  Wien's tone was a little joking, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the girl with a cold temperament in a polite and easy-going manner.

  The girl has beautiful long chestnut hair with slightly curled ends, and the action of cutting the steak is delicate and eye-catching.

   means that his temperament is too cold and it looks difficult to get along with.

  Yun Chu also extracted a few pieces of information from Wei En's words.

  The king has blue eyes.

  The prince who was left behind was still a boy.

  Yunchu also noticed that compared to the others, apart from being a little older, Wei En was too calm and elegant in both his performance and his behavior, and he was quite well-educated, and he could vaguely see the shadow of a nobleman.

   There is no need for such a nobleman to come to the palace to pretend to be a prince to recognize his relatives.

   And Wien's explanation can only make do.

  Wen had a few words with Yun Chu.

   Yun Chu would occasionally respond with a light expression on his face.

   As for Tilo, he hasn't come down since dinner and seems to have locked himself in the room.

  After dinner, Yun Chu returned to the room.

   There was no light in the bedroom, it was pitch black, and the crystal lamp on the ceiling reflected a little moonlight that came in through the window.

   Yunchu walked into the bedroom in the inner room.

   She had already bathed before going downstairs, her body was clean and fresh, she simply washed it, and then went back to the bedroom.

   I didn't notice when I came in before, but when I walked to the bed, Yun Chu realized something was wrong.

   She paused for a while, and her eyes fell on the bed.

   A small bulge on the flat bed surface looked like a pillow was stuffed.

   After a few seconds, Yun Chu calmly bent down, lowered his eyes and lifted the quilt.

   Next second.

   Four eyes are facing each other.

After    was discovered, the silver-haired and black-eyed child quietly stared at the girl, the thick color in the dark pupils almost blended with the night, revealing a shimmer like a broken diamond.

   Yun Chu just looked at him so indifferently and didn't speak.

  Tillo blinked.

   His expression was gentle, his fingers held the quilt, the lines of his face were soft and delicate, and the outline of the dimples could be faintly seen on his lips.

   Before the atmosphere became dull, he said, "I did it on purpose."

   said, and lowered his head.

   lifted the quilt with his fingers, hugged a pillow, got off the bed gently, and stepped on the carpet with his bare feet.

   The cold white complexion looks pale and weak against the moonlight.

   (end of this chapter)