However, this test is different in the eyes of others.

Even as she sat here, she could feel the faint scent in the air.

It was a fragrance that belonged only to women.

A touch of red clothes, like a blood butterfly, came into everyone's eyes.

It was a woman, from in front of them, staggering by, black hair and red clothes, enchanting phoenix eyes, a little lip color, her skin was like jade, her face was like hibiscus, and her delicate facial features were combined to give people a stunning feeling.

She walked all the way through the prison door, and the eyes of the guards burst with strong jealousy.

This woman is really beautiful.

And—she actually held a blood-red oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and painted a red plum on the surface of the umbrella, which burned and opened.

It's not unusual to come in here as a test subject.

This red dress is stunning, her face is stunning, and she is not surprised, after all, women love beauty, she is naturally good-looking, plus the maintenance of the day after tomorrow, beauty is beautiful.

The point is, why did this test object wear a red umbrella when it appeared?

In broad daylight, it's not raining here, what is she doing with an umbrella?

The fat head is in front, and the woman is in the back, "Cell No. 2 has been arranged for you." ”

When passing through the prison, the woman's phoenix eyes flowed, looking at everyone in anticipation, and swept everyone thoroughly.

The fat head in front of him said that he was going to take her to Cell 2, but the woman suddenly stopped in Cell 1, "Fat brother, can I be in Cell 1?" ”

This woman's voice is sweet and glutinous, her voice is extremely thin and beautiful, pleasant and ethereal, like a heavenly maiden playing music, hitting people's hearts.

Not to mention that a careless man like the fat head couldn't withstand the lure of such a soft and glutinous tone, even the women around them felt that this voice was too haunting for them.

The guards had long been overwhelmed, and the fat head waved his hand a little weakly, "Yes, yes, it's in cell No. 1." ”

The news of the woman in red holding an umbrella staying in cell No. 1 soon spread ten, ten, and hundreds.

"Hey, it's really strange, when others enter the prison cell, it's like crying and mourning, with a face all day long, this woman is good, going to the prison is like going home for the New Year, look at her happy."

"That's right, but this woman is beautiful, the key is the makeup on her face, a little powder, it's quite exquisite, look at this red dress, enchanting and dazzling, I don't know which Oiran she thinks she is."

"That's it, in this place of life and death, when we came in, who wasn't dirty, she was so clean, and she even held an umbrella in the prison during the day."

“……”

If this woman is beautiful or not, the result is certain: beauty.

But if Ye Xiyue had washed it off now and removed the stains on her face, they wouldn't have thought that this woman in red was absolutely beautiful.

Because Ye Xiyue's beauty is more aura than the woman in red, and it is a hundred times more transparent.

Ye Xiyue's beauty, at first sight, captivating the country, second sight, when I saw her for the first time, she was a little beauty, but the more I looked, the more I could find that the beauty of Ye Xiyue's facial features combined was the kind of stunning color that could amaze the time and enchant the years.

What's more, the current Ye Xiyue is only fifteen years old, and she is at the age of development, and she is already a beauty.

If it is two or three years later, her appearance is unimaginable.

As soon as the woman in red came in, she picked up a random place, put away the umbrella, and sat down.