ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

The lobby of the restaurant is still the same place where I sat last time.

Xinglian was alone with chopsticks, pulling a few dishes in front of him.

A smile flashed in Sijingyan's eyes, and he walked in her direction, but as soon as he fell down the stairs, his footsteps stopped, and his eyes turned and fell on a woman in a green shirt on the right.

The woman had a pair of clear eyes, a slightly powdered face like a peach blossom in March, picturesque eyebrows, and eyes like stars.

At first glance, it looks a little similar to Qiao Xinglian who is sitting alone at a table.

Si Jingyan frowned slightly, his eyes were slightly dark, and he said lightly: "You came with Wuji?" ”

The originally relaxed atmosphere around the man became depressed in an instant, and a trace of panic flashed on the face of the woman in green shirts, and she immediately lowered her head, "Return to the king...... Returning to Gongzi, Xing'er came with Miss Wuji. ”

After verifying the guess, the four landscapes turned their eyes and ignored them, and walked in the direction of the star refinement.

Even if he only followed him for a short time, Xing'er could see what he meant.

He didn't say he could follow, that is, he wanted her to go back.

But how could she be willing?

Seeing him sit down, Xing'er gritted her teeth and immediately followed, walking to his side and standing still.

Si Jingyan didn't seem to see this person, so he just took a pair of chopsticks to eat.

Xing Lianda saw this woman in green shirt from downstairs, and recognized this delicate girl at a glance as the maid of Sijingyan, but he just saw her waiting at the staircase, with a look of "I can't see anyone", so he gave up greeting her.

And right now, Sijing Yan eats by herself, and she doesn't care about her at all, so she has to shrug her shoulders and be too lazy to care about this stall.

The atmosphere was surprisingly awkward, Xing Lian's mind was full of the content of a conversation that he had accidentally overheard before, and he didn't know what was stuffed into his mouth, he only knew how to chew with his mouth open and closed.

"Phantom Kite, I think you're right." In her heart, she sighed, and her tone was full of resentment.

"Huh?" Phantom Kite was looking at Xing'er standing behind her, and couldn't help but wonder when she heard her words, "Which word?" ”

Different from the divine beasts that can conjure into human form, for beasts, their identification of humans only relies on smell, and the visual discrimination is relatively weaker, and the same as the fire unicorn before, how can she think that the woman standing behind her looks the same as her family's star refinement.

Fortunately, the smell can't deceive people, and although the women behind them look the same, they are very different in the end.

Xing Lian didn't know what Phantom Kite was thinking, he just glanced at the silent man in front of him, and sighed again, "I thought that this man was about to become an immortal if he didn't eat the fireworks of the world, who would have thought that he would be interesting to me......"

When she asked her mysteriously whether she liked the Ninth Prince or the Fifth Prince, sure enough, the shemale had already seen it, but how could she admit that her EQ was really low to this point......

It's not proper, it's really inappropriate, a fifth prince is enough for a headache, and I will make it clear to him later, maybe I can ask for forgiveness, but now that I have added a ninth prince, if she refuses to turn around, will the emperor treat her for the crime of contempt for the royal family, and give her all the small shoes to wear in the future?

Xing Lian was lamenting that her future was worrying, and she didn't notice that the man next to her was looking at her carefully, and when she touched a slightly cool finger on her forehead, she suddenly came back to her senses and slapped off the finger that was pressing her head, "Why are you ......"

Four Winds Beiling raised his eyes to the sky: It is said that our author is going to be put on the shelves......

Sijing Yan slightly hooked his lips: such an inkblot is really difficult for her.

Shuangzhi smiled charmingly: It is not our author's slow movement, but in fact, because he is too lazy, and now he is forced to the head, and he has to do it, and he has to be scolded a few times.

Four Winds Beiling + Four Scenic Views: Being scolded is also self-inflicted, in and out of this article, are there still few people who want to scold her?

Eleven gentlemen and stars floated silently: Lao Tzu cursed that none of you can hold the beauty, hum~