"Xiao Shuai, that's not what we meant. We just want you to meet the eldest sister. I don't dare to promise you anything else, but I dare to promise you one thing: you will not regret it. And you will also know a fact. Shen Yi swore solemnly.

"What facts?" Xiao Tianming asked Shen Yi.

"In 'Tianyi Pavilion', Murong Xuan is not the most beautiful woman. Shen Yi said firmly to Xiao Tianming.

In "Tianyi Pavilion", Murong Xuan is not the most beautiful woman. Does this sentence mean that there are people who are more beautiful than Murong Xuan, or does it mean that there are people who are as beautiful as Murong Xuan? With this question, Xiao Tianming went alone to meet the "eldest sister" in the mouth of the third daughter.

The meeting place is in the most luxurious café in the school. Xiao Tianming walked into the cool and quiet café.

Although the other party was wearing a pair of large sunglasses, which covered most of his face, Xiao Tianming could still see that the other party was very beautiful from the remnants that were not covered. Although she was sitting, Xiao Tianming could still appreciate her tall figure.

"Here you are, sit down!" The movements are elegant, like a frightening wave, and the voice is crisp, like a warbler's song.

After a short period of distraction, Xiao Tianming came to his senses, sat on the chair opposite the other party, and looked at each other face to face.

"I knew you weren't interested in coffee, so I didn't call you. "I took off those sunglasses and showed a stunning face.

When the shocking face was in front of him, Xiao Tianming's eyes couldn't help but appear dull for a moment. Although a moment is very short, the Buddha said: It is sixty moments in the snap of a finger, but a real master is enough to use a moment to send the enemy into the Hades Palace.

Xiao Tianming has never seen Cao Zhi's pen that is like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rongyao Qiuju, and Huamao Chunsong. The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. The fiber is heartfelt, and the fit is shortened. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu. The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful and elegant, and the instrument is quiet and leisurely. Tenderness and flattery in words. The Luo Shen Fairy, who is strange and beautiful, and the bone image should be pictured, has never seen the beauty of the world in Song Yu's mouth, Mo Ruochenli, the beauty of Chu Guo, and the son of Mo Ruochen, the beauty of the courtier. If you increase one point, it will be too long, and if you subtract one point, it will be too short, if you are powdered, it will be too white, and if you are in powder, it will be too red, and if your eyebrows are like green feathers, your muscles will be like snow, and your waist will be like a bundle of su, and your teeth will be like shellfish; you will smile and bewilder Yang Cheng, and you will be fascinated by Cai's son; but Xiao Tianming feels that using these rhetoric of Cao Zhi and Song Yu on each other's body will not only not spoil these brilliant and clever words, but will make these gorgeous rhetoric a little more practical.

Beautiful women are very confident, especially when it comes to their looks. Therefore, she did not deliberately interrupt Xiao Tianming's appreciation, but with a faint smile on her face, she quietly waited for Xiao Tianming to finish appreciating.

"Hey!" Xiao Tianming sighed softly at the beauty, and couldn't help but arouse her curiosity.