Zhao Liangxiao suddenly realized what would happen next, lost the pen, pulled out her legs and ran towards the inner room, not caring about the appearance of her own cloak, but she didn't see clearly in the dark, and was finally taken down by an unknown thing, she closed her eyes in a daze, trembled in fear, leaned back, but fell into an inexplicable embrace.

She squinted through the moonlight, and sure enough, she saw the familiar mask.

Zhao Liangxiao covered his eyes and wailed, why was he again!! She quickly pushed the man away, preferring to sit on the ground herself, grinning in pain.

The man said: "I actually forgot that Xiao Xiao'er has an eye disease." ”

Zhao Liangxiao gritted her teeth and wrapped her clothes tighter: "Evil, heart, death, it, don't, call, I, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao, son." ”

As soon as the words fell, she herself was stunned, he ...... How did you know she had an eye disease?

As her thoughts were turning, there was a blurred light in front of her, and she closed her eyes a little uncomfortably, and opened them again, and finally there was clarity in front of her.

A long time later, Zhao Liangxiao recalled such a scene, and felt that his reaction at that time was really too mentally retarded, and he simply lost the face of the descendants of the Zhao family.

Zhao Liangxiao looked at the person in front of him holding a candlestick, dressed in a black shirt, but standing there like a fairy, even if he was wearing a mask, he could feel the arrogant look on his face.

Then Zhao Liangxiao pointed at him stupidly, held back for a long time, and asked with a very stupid expression: "You usually go to the girl's boudoir to pick flowers...... Do you still have candles with you for lighting? ”

The man's hand shook, he helped the mask, and his voice came out from behind the mask with an uncontrollable smile: "No, only when I go to the house of a girl whose eyes are not very good and whose brains are not very bright, will I bring a candle." ”

The man's gaze then drifted to the paper on the table beside him, and the man on the paper was wearing a mask, which was originally a very delicate painting, but the beauty was ruined by a big king on the mask. The man touched his chin, and his eyes fell on Zhao Liangxiao's body coldly.

"Princess Lechang's painting skills are really, the flesh and bones of the living dead."

Zhao Liangxiao suddenly had a feeling of "the sky is going to kill me" and wanted to cry without tears, just when she was in a dilemma, the person Shi Shiran held the candlestick and walked towards her unhurriedly.

Seeing Zhao Liangxiao nervously shrinking back, the man sneered: "I have the courage to draw Wang Ba on XX's face, why don't you have the courage to face XX." ”

Zhao Liangxiao was choked by his dry staring sentence by sentence, and his usual sharp teeth were all gone at this moment, and then, the man squatted down in front of her, and put down the candlestick in his hand by the way.

"Want to know what so-and-so looks like?" There was a deep smile in his voice, and he secretly made her clear, as if he was in control of everything between him and her.

Zhao Liangxiao really wanted to know the true face of the mask man, she sneered: "Guts and rats, if you have a kind of show your true face, even the eunuchs in the palace are happier than you!" ”

He didn't seem to be angry, the candle flame flickered in his eyes, a deep one, and he sighed: "Xiaoxiao'er, if you call a certain Erlang, I will take off the mask and show you, how about it?" ”

“……”

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!

Zhao Liangxiao held back her anger and thought to herself, if she could coax him to take off his mask, let alone Erlang, it would be thirty-two Lang, and she would admit it to one hundred and thirty-two Lang!

Simply, her heart was crossed, she frowned, turned her head, didn't want him to see her awkward expression, and snorted like a mosquito: "...... Jiro ...... "I1483