Chapter 142: How Do You Carry Pinru's Wardrobe (2)
In the meantime, over there at the inn.
"Buckle button!" There was a knock on the door.
Feeling the breath of the person knocking on the door, Hua Tang's round pupils instantly turned back into vertical pupils, and one teleported to the door, he pulled out the latch and opened the two doors, only to see a man in white come into view.
How to describe this man?
He seems to be cast in jade, and the jade without the slightest flaw is not enough to compare his figure; Shaped by the warm water of the dream spring, the warm water of the dream spring and autumn is not enough to borrow his demeanor; Refining God with light and shadow clouds, the invisible light and shadow clouds are not enough to depict his charm.
Dressed in white, the simple texture of light gold is hooked, and the noble spirit is not revealed.
The long inky waist-length hair was tied behind only a white hosta, allowing it to flow like a waterfall.
A silver mask covered most of the man in white's face, revealing only his eyes and below his nose.
His eyes are so good-looking, his golden pupils are as warm as the sun, his lips are just the right amount of thinness, but the color of his lips is much lighter than ordinary people.
In short, even if the man in white wears a mask, there is no doubt that he has a handsome face.
Hua Tangerine didn't look at the other party more, just faintly withdrew his gaze, and took a step to the side to make way in and out of the room.
However, the man in white seemed to know Hua Tang, and when the door opened, he found that the person who opened the door was Hua Tang, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes that was not easy for others to detect.
The way into the room had been awayed, he gathered his thoughts, nodded his head at Hua Tangerine, thanked him, and then walked into the room.
At a glance, seeing Tulian lying on the bed casually playing with Hongmeng Zhu, the man in white walked to the bed, bowed respectfully to Tulian, and his voice came like a spring breeze: "Chang Xing descendant see His Royal Highness." ”
Hearing this, Tu Lian took her eyes off Hongmengzhu, glanced at the Changxing descendant and continued to play with Hongmengzhu, and asked in a lazy tone: "This seat has never seen you, why do you know this seat?" ”
The Elder Star descendant replied: "Back to Your Royal Highness, you have the aura of chaos and Tilian, and you are the only child of the Flower God Niangniang, so even if we have never seen each other, I can recognize you." ”
The movement of Tu Lian's hand paused, the corners of her lips hooked up an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and her eyes darkened.
His slender and clean index finger bent his fingers and tapped the Hongmeng bead twice, and the nail touched the bead, making a crisp sound like hitting glass.
This knock is like an unintentional action, and it is like a reminder of something.
Hongmengzhu said "ouch", and in the next second, the aggrieved and sweet Lolita voice sounded in Tu Lian's mind: "Your Royal Highness, this person is from the Spirit Butterfly Clan, and the Spirit Butterfly Clan relies on the protection of the flower world to survive, and he should have no ill will towards you~"
Tu Lian's eyes turned to regain her sight, and the finger that hit the nail of Hongmengzhu just now was gently rubbed with her fingertips, which had the meaning of appeasing a certain delicate bead.
Turning his gaze to the Long Star Descendant again, Tu Lian raised her eyebrows: "Get up." ”
"Your Highness Xie."
The Long Star descendant straightened up, and out of respect and humility, he lowered his head slightly, not looking directly at Tu Lian.
"Tell me what you're here for."
PS: Remember this man named Changxing, Erlian's fiancé, Shen Pig's trotter rival, and Baili's old attack. (Don't ask me why the relationship is so frustrating, I don't know, anyway, what to write.) (๑¬_¬)୨)
I've already put Erlian's photo in the comment area, Yan Dog remember to lick the duck~