Completely ignoring the surrounding situation, Jin Chaowu fell into thinking, "This cake is so delicious, I just don't know if the kernel can be grown over there, and the Xihe side can grow it......"

"That...... Simple...... Countess. ”

Following the subtle sound, I saw a simple girl with brown hair standing in front of Jinchao.

If you look closely, the other party is wearing a bright rose-colored gorgeous dress, but she doesn't look magnificent at all.

Jin Chao thought about it and pretended to be stupid, "You are ......"

"I—My name is Yan Zirou. Hello. Lifting the skirt that was almost as fluffy as today, Yan Zirou introduced herself a little awkwardly.

Yan Zirou, like her brother, has a plain face that is not particularly eye-catching, and her body is also slender and lacks curves.

The gown she barely wore was a complicated style that was preferred by the old-fashioned aristocracy, with large, puffed sleeves that unnecessarily emphasized the airfield.

"That...... Countess, can I talk to you about it? Yan Zirou asked.

After eating the cake and handing the empty plate to the waiter who passed by, he readily agreed: "Well, of course, it's my honor." ”

Obviously, Yan Zirou was talking to her, but she kept squirming and pinching, and she couldn't say a word.

After finally struggling, Yan Zirou asked abruptly, "Uh, that...... Countess, are you well acquainted with Mr. Ollie? ”

She paused, and her freckled face slowly turned red.

But it was natural for him to speak: "I'm not familiar, although I've often heard his name before, but today is the first time I've met Ollie." ”

"Huh? But you're calling him Ollie. Yan Zirou's face suddenly darkened.

Jin Chao simply nodded yes, "Because he asked me to call it that." ”

"Ah...... Oh, yes, he's so gentle and considerate......"

Looking at Yan Zirou, who seemed to be convincing himself, he opened his mouth and proposed: "If you want, can you call me Jian Xun, and please let me call you Zirou?" ”

Yan Zirou seemed a little surprised, and finally smiled shyly in agreement.

Then, she took another deep breath and changed the subject, "That...... Is the black-haired man here just now the Earl of Sich? ”

"Yes, my husband." Imaka nodded.

Yan Zirou's eyes sparkled when she heard this, "That person is really Xihe, who is known as the tyrant...... Well, Lord Count.

Wow, I heard that he had three eyes, horns on his head, and a tall figure like a mountain, so it turned out to be quite normal...... It's still a little scary, though. ”

Originally, it was a description of the rumors of the present dynasty, but I don't know when it began to spread to Xihe.

Yan Zirou's slender shoulders trembled dramatically, and she slowly asked, "Countess...... May I take the liberty of asking? That one...... How is your life going when you marry someone like that? ”

"Huh?" I'm wondering what she's trying to say.

"Because of his reputation, most of them are not very good...... I...... By the way, I find you very sympathetic! Both parents died, and after two marriages, they were still given that title......

It's like the setting of the tragic heroine that often appears in the story...... Uh, no, it's the same so pitiful. Yan Zirou did seem to be sympathetic to Jinchao.

But at the same time, she also seemed inexplicably excited.

Jin Chao felt that he had been asked this kind of question a lot lately, and thought for a while, "It's good to be with Lord Xihe, life is lively and exciting, and it's very fun." Because Sihe is my ideal husband! ”

The ideal husband feels like he is brainwashing himself if he talks too much.

Wear it 101 times: male god, handsome and explosive!