Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Rabbit Mask
Ye Wubai looked at Xi Yan's bad complexion, and said with concern: "Miss Yan is recovering from a serious illness, so she shouldn't be tired." ”
Xiyan unconsciously touched his face, and said in his heart: "Do I look tired?" ”
happened to pass by a stall selling copper mirrors, and Xiyan picked up a mirror and looked at it.
Yes! Who's in it? What do you do with two dark clouds on your eyes?
Oh my God! Why do you meet him every time in such a bad situation?
Ye Wubai saw her frustrated in the mirror, and smiled: "Follow me." ”
Xiyan didn't know what to do, and he obediently followed.
Ye Wubai walked to a mask stall and chose a mask of a little white rabbit for Xiyan to wear: "It's suitable for you." ”
Xiyan's heart warmed, if he changed to Xuanyuan Po, he would definitely laugh at himself. She glanced at the masks on the stalls and chose a smiling tiger for Ye Wubai.
Both of them put on their masks and couldn't help but laugh.
Ye Wubai apologized: "It's just that Miss Yan is tired, and she doesn't mean anything else, so I hope you don't feel weird." ”
"It doesn't matter! I've been sleeping too little lately, so it's good to catch up on it later. Xiyan said angrily, "The guest of this order is really repeated, at first I said that I was not in a hurry, I was slowly recuperating, and suddenly I only gave a three-day deadline, I really don't understand." ”
Ye Wubai behind the smiling tiger couldn't see his expression, only his hand unconsciously clenched the folding fan in his hand.
"There are thousands of people in the world, and it is common for one or two weirdos to happen occasionally, Miss Yan should look away."
"Thank you Yegongzi for your relief." Xiyan said gratefully.
Suddenly, a familiar and unexpected, scared and expectant voice sounded: "Boss, don't you choose one for this king?" ”
Xiyan looked back, and sure enough, it was Xuanyuan Po. He was dressed in an ink-colored robe, wearing a mutton fat white jade crown, his finely carved facial features were perfect, and his slender figure stood out like a flock on the endless street. In the past, Xuanyuan Po, who loved red, was as bright as fire, and today he is wearing ink like a beautiful stone that has been precipitated for thousands of years, which is really suitable for heavy makeup.
Today, Xuanyuan Po hid behind the screen to talk about business with Xiyan, just to see his embarrassment after he suddenly accepted the acceptance in advance and Xiyan was tired day and night. Who knew that the night suddenly appeared, and he also made an appointment with Xiyan to visit the market. How could he see his friend being spoiled by this naughty woman, so he showed up.
Xiyan stepped forward and saluted perfunctorily: "Lord Wan'an, Lord Wang's arrival, this whole street is full of brilliance." She said hello with a gun and a stick.
Seeing that she still didn't want to see herself, Xuanyuan Po teased: "The boss lady is so interested, how about choosing a mask for this king?" ”
"I'm sorry, but weasel masks aren't sold here."
Xuanyuan Po tapped the rabbit nose on her mask: "Then give this king a male rabbit mask, right?" ”
Male...... Rabbit......
"You ......" Xiyan's eyes erupted with fire, "You guy really dare to say anything." ”
Ye Wubai saw that the two of them sang and harmonized, so he took off his mask and returned it to the boss and said, "The prince is also here, what a coincidence, it seems that he is following Miss Yan." ”
Since Ye Wubai has taken it off, Xiyan also felt bored, so he returned it.
Before Xuanyuan Po could say hello to Ye Wubai, he saw Xiyan's dark circles under his eyes, and he was far away, and he didn't see it very clearly.
"Poof...... Xuanyuan Po laughed, "Boss, have you been hit in the eye?" ”。
"yes, I was beaten up by a guy who hates you as much as you do." Xi Yan glared at him angrily, all her happy and happy moments would be ruined by this guy.