Ange was not hidden, and the sound of footsteps made the knights turn their heads to look at him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These knights were dressed in a dull and simple medieval knight's armor, except for a bright pattern printed on their chests that made them look sunny, and their heads were clasped with a pair of old-fashioned visors, making it difficult to see their faces.

And the pattern on their chests was a yellow round face, with a crescent moon that looked squinting to the right, a cracked mouth of laughter, and two blush on the face, as if mocking the world, and its surroundings were depicted with scattered flame-like veins.

"Who are you?"

After a while, a knight stood up and asked in a low bull voice.

"Hilbert Jean Angers, convey to Your Excellency the friendship from the Franciscans."

"Jishihui?"

The knights whispered.

"Is that the organization that has Miss Origami?"

"Origami master prprprprpr."

"That origami that flashed when you saw us?"

The leading knight shouted, "Silence! ”

"I'm sorry, although we are a well-trained team, but due to the long-term cultivation, they are a little tired."

The leading knight had a burnt yellow chrysanthemum on his chest, which looked like it was about to wither, but it was worn on his chest by him.

"It's okay, but now is the time for the feast, why don't you drink the wine for the battle that follows?"

The leading knight seemed to have heard something funny, shook his head, and said, "Do you think we will go to the depths of the ocean and kill that otherworldly creature later?" ”

Ange raised his eyebrows, looked at the lively crowd, and whispered, "Isn't it?" It doesn't seem to be easy for the otherworldly creatures to come this time. ”

"But so what? It is because self-confidence and nothing can break this prosperity that they laugh and dance and sing loudly, and the luxury of this place corrodes their souls and makes them smell of decay from the inside out. ”

As he spoke, the knight stroked the sun on his chest.

"Perhaps, only after burning and forging can they understand the value of survival!"

Ange was speechless, and in his opinion, perhaps it was this radical idea that made them ostracized.

"Hilbert, we have felt the friendship of the Brothers, and hopefully tomorrow, we can fight together to take out those who are trying to destroy the world!"

Ange bowed gracefully and smiled, "It is my honor to be able to fight with all the knights. ”

Hearing the knight's words, it seemed to choke him, and the knight waved his hand a little embarrassed and said, "That's it." ”

Ange turned to leave, feeling inexplicably happy.

Although he was aggressive, he could still feel similar qualities to himself, which made Ange feel very encouraged, so he must have heard the vulgar words he heard before, how could such a chivalrous man say such things!

We won't fight tomorrow, so I'll be able to find something to do tonight to kill my energy.

Ange took out a sword-shaped jade the size of his thumb, informed the Empty Boy of everything with his mind, and began his hunt tonight.

Avoiding the waves of passionate women, Ange held a glass of scarlet wine, and from time to time stopped to chat with people he thought was interesting, from left to right, and after a circle, he had a large number of people to call friends.

"Hey, Hilbert, cheers, for the victory!"

"Cheers, my friend."

Ange is at ease in the crowd, his face is handsome, his temperament is outstanding, although the overly modern dress makes it difficult to figure out whether he is a time-traveler or a native of the earth, but his elegant and funny conversation, and his slender body are all passports that ensure his unimpeded passage.

After sending away a panting woman, he was a little tired and sat down in a secluded corner.

It is often not the physical exertion that makes a person tired, but more of the mental fatigue, and Ange looked at these well-dressed fellows, who were gorgeously dressed but had a thousand rules of hypocrisy, which reminded him of the fools who wanted to pick the fruit before the dragons were defeated.

Whether it's in the world before or here, stupid people are just as stupid, no different.

"No, no."

Ange was slightly stunned, followed the sound and looked over, only to see a black-haired woman holding a thick book, looking at him with an unswerving face.

Ange pointed at himself in astonishment and asked, "Ma'am, are you talking to me?" ”

"Yes, is there anyone else here?"

"But ma'am, you can't take all the men who approach you as ill-intentioned, maybe he just wants to find a place to rest."

The black-haired woman looked at him, sniffed suddenly, opened the book again and continued reading.

"There is no smell of lying."

Angers.

He found the woman to be a very contradictory individual.

If you just look at her lips, you will find that the cherry color of the watery lips is like a jerky fruit, green but attractive, but when you see her hair, which is like the night like a starry sky, under this dim corner there is a slight glow like a diamond, a closer look, but you will find that the hair is very well maintained, the fragrance of lavender is revealed, mixed with the fragrance of mature women so that you can not figure her age at once, and then, you will look at her eyes, you will find that there are many things hidden inside, It's so complicated that you can't see through it, it's a look that is indifferent to everything after the vicissitudes of life, and this kind of look is definitely not what this woman who exudes a youthful and sweet atmosphere should have.

This is an enigmatic woman full of charm, and her qualities tickle Ange's heart.

The black-haired woman snorted suddenly, her gaze did not move when she looked at the book, but her mouth mocked: "The smell has changed, I smell the smell of bad intentions." I said, "Have you rested enough?" ”

Ange smiled. said: "[ForWhomtheBellTolls]? I think a beautiful lady like you would go to see flutter or JaneEyre. ”

The black-haired woman looked at Ange with some surprise and said, "I thought that the playboys were all unlearned guys." ”

In fact, if women like it, we can also become polite and courteous. What to say to a woman is a must for a playboy. ”

Ange was obviously satisfied with the title of playboy, squinting slightly, looking very proud.

The dark-haired woman closed the book, stretched out her hand and said, "Charlotte." ”

"Hmm, don't you want to give your full name?"

Charlotte raised her eyebrows, and before she could say anything, Ange spread her hands and said, "Then, in return, please call me Ange intimately." ”

Charlotte was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing an interested smile, she stretched out her hand and said, "Do you need me to treat you to dinner?" ”

Ange nodded solemnly.

"I can't ask for it."

Charlotte looked at him blankly and muttered, "You man...."

"Well, then, in return, please have breakfast with me."

Charlotte stayed for a long time before she sneered.

"I suppose you must have used this trick to trick quite a few women, Mr. Playboy?"

Ange blinked, and pretended to think, "Well, indeed, but so far, I've only caught one of the best." ”

"Who is it?"

Charlotte looked slightly dissatisfied.

Ange smiled slightly: "That woman is beautiful no matter what her expression is. ”

Charlotte was already a little angry, and raised her eyebrows: "For example? ”

"When you eat your own vinegar."

Charlotte laughed, she lowered her head, covered her mouth, and smiled, only to feel that she had never been so happy, and when she finished laughing, she found that Ange had sat beside her, looking at her gently.

She ducked her head a little evasively.

"Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

"What?"

Charlotte moved a little unnaturally, and Ange's hand on her body made her a little inexplicably hot.

Ange's head pressed to her ear.

"My cat."

Charlotte sniffed Ange's breathing, closed her eyes in fascination, and whispered as she wrapped her hand around Ange's waist.

"Meow."