100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

The old couple's house is a two-story building close to the river. The river in front of the house has frozen into ice. Looking around, it is covered with ice and snow. Along the way, the old couple told what happened. She I know roughly.

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

Eleven almost blurted out Eleven. This place is remote and the villagers live a simple life. Her name is not well known, but after thinking about it, there is something wrong. She couldn't find a name to stop her, so she said, "I am the seventh child in my family." , my family calls me Xiaoqi."

Among 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, she is indeed seventh.

One day ago, a man came to the villa. It is said that he and his lover originally came to travel together, but they encountered a snowstorm and the two got separated. The man searched for her in the snow for a long time but could not find her. He happened to meet the old lady. The couple asked him to stay overnight. The old couple were kind-hearted and took him in.

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

There are many such stories in the world of ice and snow. I often heard such stories in the Norwegian Ice and Snow Kingdom. However, in the Norwegian environment, such stories have a touch of romance because they are set off by the romantic story of the Snow Queen. , and here, surrounded by desolation, I always feel that it has a more desolate atmosphere.

The old couple opened the door and shouted happily, and a man walked out of the room, wearing a thick black coat and a gray scarf. He looks small, very delicate, and has a pair of sky-blue eyes. He has a handsome face but is very tall. The clothes are too thick to see clearly, but he should be a standard clothes rack. With thick hair cut short, the person looks energetic.

After greeting the old couple, he came over to move the box, and met Eleven face to face. The man's delicate eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and a cold light passed by, like a dark king, with a formidable aura.

Eleven looked at him coldly, not afraid at all. The two of them were in the front yard, their eyes were like lightning. Neither of them seemed to be someone to be trifled with. Now that Eleven has come to this day, she has no idea what kind of difficult person she meets. Without fear, she can be sure that no one can hurt her again.

Each seems to be judging the other's identity.

The old couple talked excitedly to the man and asked him if he was his lost lover. Their scarves were of similar styles and colors. The old couple thought they wanted the couple series.

The man shook his head, looked at Eleven again, moved the box on the sleigh and entered the room.

The old couple took him in unconditionally. He took the initiative to do such menial work and would never let the two old people do it. The old couple knew it was a misunderstanding, so they didn't mind and warmly welcomed Eleven into the house.

Eleven nodded and followed the two elders into the house.

There was a heater in the room, which made it much warmer. There was a burst of heat in her face, and the old lady quickly poured her a glass of hot milk. She knew that her body must be very cold after walking in the snow for a long time.

Eleven thanked him politely and lowered his head to drink the milk. It felt much better indeed.

"What's his name?" The man was busy in the kitchen with the old man. The boxes contained ingredients and he was sorting them away. Eleven took the opportunity to ask the old lady.

The old lady said, "Anthony."

Eleven looked towards the direction of the kitchen and remained silent, Anthony?

Outside the window, there is white snow, but inside, it is warm as spring.

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

The old lady also took off her coat, brushed off the snowflakes, and hung it up. If she wasn't going out, she didn't need to wear it too thickly. The old lady was afraid of the cold, so she changed into a thinner windbreaker. Both of them were born very tall, were older, had well-maintained figures, and looked good in windbreakers.

Anthony's room was downstairs. After he came out, he nodded to Eleven and entered his room.

"Xiaoqi, aren't you hot? I still have the clothes I had when I was young. I'll find one for you." The old lady asked enthusiastically. Eleven thought about it, nodded, and the old lady took her upstairs.

"I thought these clothes were going to be buried with me, but I didn't expect they would be put to use." The old lady said as she went upstairs.

As soon as they went upstairs, Anthony came out of the room. He changed into an off-white round-neck cashmere sweater and a pair of casual pants. The man had a good figure, and the simple combination looked very elegant on him, like an upper-class aristocrat. The demeanor in every gesture is very charming.

The old man obviously liked Anthony very much. He asked him to chat with him and asked him if he had found his lost lover when he went out today. Anthony glanced at the upstairs casually 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. Kuhl, how did you meet her?" Anthony asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Kuhl recounted the situation of meeting Eleven, "It's so pitiful for a girl to stand in a daze in the wind and snow. She looked like a lost little girl. We saw that she was wearing almost the same scarf as you. People have similar feelings, we thought she was your lover.”

Unfortunately, it was a misunderstanding.

"She and I feel very similar."

Mr. Kuhl laughed and pointed back at the white snow outside the window.

The old man didn't know how to please him, and Anthony burst into laughter.

Eleven followed the old lady upstairs. The old lady asked her if there were guest rooms upstairs and downstairs, and where she wanted to live. Eleven thought that two old people lived upstairs, so it might not be convenient, so she said downstairs.

The old lady nodded and asked her to sit on the sofa now while she looked for clothes for her in the small dressing room.

"Xiaoqi, you talk very little. Little girl, you should smile more and be more lively, it will be very lovable." The old lady said while looking for clothes for her.

Eleven was stunned and replied, "It's cold, my teeth are chattering."

The old lady laughed and said no wonder.

Eleven looked at the room casually. There were wedding photos of the couple on the wall. They were black and white wedding photos from decades ago. The two people in the photos were very young. The old lady had outstanding facial features and the old man was young and handsome. They were a perfect match.

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

The clothes are a bit old, but the colors are gorgeous. Many of the styles were popular decades ago and now seem a bit outdated, but they are still beautiful, but...

Eleven is in trouble.

The colors of these clothes all look a bit fancy.

She always liked white, gray and black, but she didn't like these colorful ones very much, but she didn't go against the old lady's kindness and chose the plainest short coat to put on, which matched her clothes just right.

The old lady asked her to try on some skirts. Eleven shook her head hastily. She didn’t want to wear a skirt. The old lady shouted that it was a pity. Eleven was silent. Many of these skirts looked like dresses worn at banquets in the past. How could she wear them? Ah, you will be laughed to death.

I picked out a few long-sleeved tops and trousers and followed the old lady downstairs.

When she was still at the stairs, she saw a tall man standing in front of the window downstairs. She stumbled and almost missed the stairs. The old lady shouted to be careful. Anthony turned around and saw Eleven hugging his clothes, hanging down. With her head down, her long hair covered half of her face.

"Are you okay?" the old lady asked concernedly.

Eleven shook her head, she kept her head hanging down, and the old lady took her to the guest room downstairs, which was opposite Anthony.

The old lady wanted to clean up the room for her, but Eleven stopped her, "I'll do it myself."

The old lady nodded and told her to pack up quickly and come out. There haven't been so many people in the house for a long time, and the old lady likes to be busy.

Eleven nodded.

She went out, closed the door on Eleven, her eyes darkened, that person's back... that person's back...

With a startled glance, she was shocked, much like Mo Ye.

She recalled that she had just met him suddenly, and his demeanor was very similar to Mo Ye's. His face could change, his eyes could change, but his figure and temperament could not. When she heard his voice, Mo Ye was deep and magnetic. Bass, and he is a gorgeous baritone.

But if she wants, she can change her voice without even needing a voice changer.

Eleven shook her head, did she think too much? Mo Ye suffered a gunshot wound, and Meng Lianying was also seriously injured. She would not be able to recover for a while. How could she come so far away with Mo Ye's care for her.

He has no reason either...

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

There was a dressing mirror at the head of the bed. Eleven sat in front of the mirror. She was not very beautiful in the mirror, but she was very delicate. She had delicate features and fair skin. Ye Wei had always had an exquisite body. She was influenced by her and couldn't stand it. Ugly face. She has beautiful long hair, but apart from the coldness between her brows, there is no trace of her past self at all...

if……

Eleven's heart sank. He closed his eyes. If he wanted to recognize someone, there was no need to cover his face with a few faces. The only thing that had to change was his own temperament.

The face in the mirror gradually changed. The cold face gradually gained a bit of warmth. The eyebrows were curved, the dark eyes were like black grapes, with a soft smile, and the corners of the lips were raised...

A little stiff, Eleven's smile faded.

In fact, it was very easy for her to pretend to be another person without any shadow of Eleven. Ye Wei naughtily wanted to see what it was like for her to seduce and seduce men. In order to satisfy Ye Wei's curiosity, she did the same. .

She is as charming as Ye Wei, with a sweet smile and frivolous movements, all of which are very standard.

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

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

It always felt unnatural. She tried hard to remember the last time she pretended to be someone else. It was a year ago. There was a knock on the door. Eleven thought it was an old lady. She thought that Anthony had not heard of it yet. If her voice changes now... will the old lady become suspicious? No matter, you can't use your own voice anyway.

"Please come in!"

The door was pushed open, and Eleven was stunned. Anthony's tall figure was leaning against the door, with a slight smile on his delicate face, "Mrs. Cool is calling you."

Eleven clenched his fists quickly, then slowly opened them and smiled, "I know."

Anthony's eyes were dark, and Eleven secretly suppressed himself. He was so strange. He smiled in front of the mirror for a long time and couldn't stop laughing. He hated Mo Ye when he thought about it, but he didn't expect to smile brightly at him.

She stood up, her eyebrows raised a little more coquettishly, her delicate face instantly brightened a lot, and she extended her hand generously, "Hello, my name is Xiao Qi."

Anthony looked at her gloved hand, curled his lips slightly, and reached out to hold her hand, "Anthony, nice to meet you."

He held her hand a little too hard.

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

As soon as his hands were loosened, Anthony spread his hands and said, "Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so..." He frowned very cutely, as if he was thinking about what words to use to describe her. After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with a word, "Fragile."

Eleven smiled and said nothing. She learned this trick from Hei Chu. She pretended to be serious when she didn't want to talk.

Anthony put his hands in his pockets and his posture was extremely chic. If it were Ye Wei, she would definitely be in a more chic and charming posture than him. Eleven continued to smile without saying a word. This person must not be Mo Ye...

It really doesn't look like it.

However, his demeanor changed too quickly. It was clearly not like this when he first entered the door.

"You just had a cold face. I thought you would hate me." Anthony said casually.

"I walked in the snow for a long time and my face was frozen. You are the same."

"Well, I also walked in the snow for a long time. I just came back and was as frozen as you."

"It's so cold."

"indeed!"

…

The two of them poked around boredly, and Mrs. Kuhl's voice came over, "Anthony, Xiaoqi, why don't you come out?"

"It's coming." Anthony tilted his head and responded with a devilish smile, "Miss, please."

"Just call me Xiaoqi." Eleven smiled charmingly, closed the door and walked in front of him.

The smile in Anthony's eyes deepened.

Xiaoqi?

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(^o^)/~, sisters, see you tomorrow. I have been very tangled in writing recently. You have never seen such an eleven, haha.