185. [VIP] You look good in whatever you wear, but you look better if you don't
Ye Fusang rubbed her eyebrows helplessly, and looked at Huayuan Sacrifice speechlessly, why couldn't she figure it out, the dignified Hades King, a person who has lived for thousands of years, would actually go to deal with a child.
"Why are you so naΓ―ve?" Ye Fusang looked at Huayuan Sacrifice speechlessly, glanced at Feng Yan with an aggrieved face, and thought to himself, after all, it was the Huayuan Sacrifice that caused the incident, and he should apologize vaguely.
Thinking about it, Ye Fusang stood up and walked over slowly, "Feng Yan, are you okay?" β
Looking at Ye Fusang standing in front of him, Feng Yan's face was happy, and just as he was about to speak, Hua Yuan suddenly appeared behind Ye Fusang like a ghost, stretched out his hand, and firmly protected Ye Fusang in his arms in a possessive attitude, and the narrow phoenix eyes glanced at Feng Yan condescendingly, "Fusang, don't make a fuss, just touch it so lightly, what can he do." β
As he spoke, under Feng Yan's murderous eyes, Hua Yuan Sacrifice hooked his long arm, and easily clamped Ye Fusang under his armpit and returned directly to his seat.
Looking at this rebellious scene, Feng Ming's face was as if he had eaten stool, this man was not ordinarily strong. Those who still had a reverie about the Huayuan Festival just now have faded because of his unscrupulous actions, they are just ordinary people, and only people like the county lord of Zhaoyang can stand such treatment from men.
Ye Fusang sat in the seat with a black face, her heart was about to pinch together, she found that it was a wrong decision for her to bring a man today. I have a faint premonition in my heart that today's affairs don't seem to be over yet.
Looking at Ye Fusang's aggrieved look, Hua Yuansan smiled with satisfaction, "Fusang is looking at the deity like this, does he want to eat the deity?" The deep voice exudes a lazy and evil smell, and anyone who listens to it will think about it.
Ye Fusang instinctively shrank back, "No! After speaking, Ye Fusang hurriedly turned his head away, not looking at this man's seductive appearance.
As soon as Ye Fusang turned his head, he met Murong Yan's resentful and deep eyes, and the expressionless face couldn't help but be cold when Ye Fusang looked over, and an inaudible voice snorted out of his nose, leaving Ye Fusang with an arrogant side face.
The corners of Ye Fusang's mouth twitched fiercely, not understanding how these men were always weirder than the other, Ye Fusang shrank his body, wanting to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.
The banquet continued, and after a long time, some people in the rivers and lakes couldn't hold it back, and put the wine glass on the table with a "bang", a rough-looking woman looked at Feng Ming, and pointed to a few men dancing in the hall, "Won't the fourth princess just want to use this kind of rouge and vulgar powder to entertain me, I heard, didn't the fourth princess invite Lan Qian, who is full of flowers, to hug me?" The fourth princess don't hide it, call it out and let me wait to feast my eyes. β
As soon as this woman spoke, the entire hall boiled, Ye Fusang squirted out a mouthful of wine without surprise, and the scene of the last palace banquet was staged in her mind again, making her feel like she wanted to escape.
Feng Ming looked at the obsessive look on the faces of everyone in the hall with a sarcastic expression, sure enough, the lethality of the male color is still very strong, it seems that the man is not small, and he can use it more.
"It's easy to say, you are all my friends and confidants, how can I hide it." As he spoke, Feng Ming looked at the guards beside him and gave her a look, "Go and ask Lan Qian to hug her." β
"Yes." The guards took the order and left.
Hua Yuansai leaned lazily on the seat, supported the back of his head with one hand, looked at Ye Fusang with interest on his face, and opened his thin lips, "Fusang, who is Lan Qian?" β
"A beautiful man." Ye Fusang's impatient tone blurted out.
Hua Yuan's eyebrows raised slightly, "Oh? The word "oh", the tail note rises, and it is unspeakably dangerous, however, Ye Fusang, who is immersed in whether to go or not, does not perceive the man's displeasure at all.
"Fuso is looking forward to it?" The narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and the temperature around him dropped instantly, and Hua Yuanxian said sharply.
Ye Fusang finally noticed that Huayuan Sacrifice was wrong, turned his head, Ye Fusang clearly saw a trace of purple on Huayuan Sacrifice's body, Ye Fusang was startled, why did he forget this man, he was small-minded, but he could kill an ant.
Ye Fusang smiled flatteringly, "No, in Fusang's heart, Huahua is the best-looking." β
"Humph!" Snorted coldly, looking indifferent, but Ye Fusang still saw that the purple qi coming out of Hua Yuan's body had stopped, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this was the most torturous banquet Ye Fusang had ever attended, and the uncertain Huayuan Festival around him was like a time bomb.
After a while, there was a sudden sound of gasping in the main hall, scrambling to look towards the door, Hua Yuan Sacrifice also looked over, when he saw the black clothes on Lan Qian's body, a touch of displeasure flashed in his eyes, his fingertips were slightly raised, and the gas on it burst into purple fire.
Ye Fusang was stunned, and suddenly lay on Huayuan Sacrifice, grabbed his hand that was burning with purple firelight, and stared at Huayuan Sacrifice with a defensive face, "What are you going to do?" Ye Fusang didn't dare to imagine what kind of predicament that man would face if he burned Lan Qian's clothes, as the King of Hades, Hua Yuan Sacrifice couldn't understand the innocence of the man in the Female Venerable Kingdom.
Hua Yuanxi looked at Ye Fusang casually, and said a little angrily: "He wears clothes of the same color as the deity, and the deity doesn't like it." After a pause, Hua Yuansai raised his eyebrows slightly proudly, "Although the clothing is not as good as the deity's, hum!" Mortal things also want to compare with the deity, which is really beyond their strength. β
A drop of cold sweat flowed from Ye Fusang's forehead, and he looked at Huayuan Sacrifice speechlessly, is that just a coincidence, how can people be so bored as to compare with you.
Ye Fusang took a deep breath, "Yes, yes, you look at his clothes, it's not as good as one thousandth of yours." Although Ye Fusang had only been with Hua Yuan Sacrifice in the underworld for two years, I don't know why, Ye Fusang felt that he seemed to know this man very well.
Hua Yuanxian snorted coldly with disdain, and looked arrogant, "What else?" His chin was raised high, and his phoenix eyes stayed on Lan Qian's body.
And also?!
Ye Fusang was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a while, and hurriedly said under the fingers of Huayuan Sacrifice who were getting more and more impatient: "You look better than him when you wear black." β
Hua Yuanxian frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with Ye Fusang's answer, "What does Fusang mean that the deity only looks good when he wears black?" Well? The last word, with a rising tail note, is full of threat.
"No, no, no, you look good in whatever you wear, and you look better if you don't."
Ye Fusang finished speaking in one breath, and only then did he realize what he said when he saw Hua Yuanxian's faintly smiling eyes, "Ahem!" Ye Fusang coughed embarrassedly, "Look at the song and dance." With that, Ye Fusang turned his head towards Lan Qian.
The lower jaw was fixed in time by the Huayuan Festival, and the narrow phoenix eyes of the Huayuan Festival burst out with a meaningful smile, "Didn't Fusang say that it was not good-looking, since it was not good-looking, why should you look at it?" β
"Fuso just looks at the deity." Stretching out his hand, he straightened Ye Fusang's head, Hua Yuanxian looked at Lan Qian with great arrogance, his eyes stayed on Lan Qian's body, Ye Fusang was just about to move, and the low and evil voice came over again, "If you let the deity find Fusang peeking, then ......"
The purple flame on his fingers burst out suddenly, Ye Fusang was stunned, and nodded hurriedly, but his heart was miserable, it was really a mistake to bring this man, she could almost imagine how the rumors of the Zhaoyang County Lord would be crazy tomorrow.
Lan Qian was barefoot as always, with a pair of bells tied to his feet, his soft waist twisted as if he had no bones, and his delicate face was hidden under the veil.
Although he was dancing, Lan Qianyi's eyes looked at Ye Fusang uncontrollably, seeing that Ye Fusang didn't seem to notice him, a touch of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and Hua Yuan's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light burst out from them.
This man, the woman who is seducing him!
Hua Yuanxian raised his fingers, and the veil on Lan Qian's face fell, and in an instant, there was a sound of gasping above the main hall.
"Huh!" A disdainful cold snort came out of Hua Yuan's mouth, "It's just a sissy, I really don't understand what's good?" Saying that, Hua Yuan looked at Ye Fusang with interest, "What does Fusang think?" β
The corners of Ye Fusang's mouth twitched, and he nodded busily, now, what is this man saying? What could she say but nod?
Seeing Ye Fusang's approval, even though he knew that it was perfunctory, Hua Yuanxian still hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and a pair of eyes stayed on Lan Qian's body, picking on his shortcomings.
"The eyes are too demonic, not suitable for a man."
"Hmm...... The waist is too thin, and there is no man's look. β
"The shoulders are too narrow, like a woman."
"What kind of body does a man do to show this and that!"
"As a man, I am not ashamed that my lips are so red."
Ye Fusang listened quietly to Huayuan's complaints, and after getting through, Ye Fusang came to a conclusion that Lan Qian, who was sought after by people all over the world, did not have any merit in the eyes of this man.
Here, Lan Qian's lips can only be regarded as pink, where is it red?
Although Hua Yuan Sacrifice looked at Lan Qian, Ye Fusang's appearance fell into his eyes without leaking, "Fusang is not satisfied with what the deity said? Well? β
Ye Fusang shook his head quite bitterly, with a pompous smile on his face, "No, no, what Huahua said is very right." β
"Humph!" Hua Yuan snorted coldly, and twisted his head to Lan Qian, but he still didn't forget to explain, "Fusang, there are too many temptations in this world, you are so young, don't be unable to do anything that makes the deity unhappy." β
"Yes." Ye Fusang replied weakly, this Huayuan Sacrifice was born to restrain her, she could see it.