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He wears a hat on his head, and at the brim of the hat, a long white veil hangs from his face, giving it a mysterious feeling.

When the man in white entered, the door behind him closed automatically.

The man in white walked up to the man in Tsing Yi, stretched out his white and slender fingers, and gently lifted the veil in front of him, revealing a transparent white face.

The face was very beautiful, the eyes were big, the pupils were large, almost half of the eye sockets were occupied, shiny, like two black pearls raised in mercury, her face was sharp and thin, and the whole person, as if it had been carefully polished by the hand of God, every place was exquisite, giving people a very unreal feeling.

She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with big eyes that sparkled and red. His lips were slightly hooked, and his fair face was filled with an angelic smile.

The girl in white stared at the man in Tsing Yi and asked suspiciously: "I remember, Mr. Ouyang has never been in contact with our Heavenly Pavilion, but I don't know what kind of wind blew today, so that Mr. Ouyang took the initiative to ask me out?" ”

As she spoke, the big round eyes of the girl in white sparkled, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans, giving people an innocent and beautiful feeling.

However, Ouyang Lun looked at this angelic perfect face, and a creepy feeling welled up in his heart.

Ouyang Lun looked at the girl and smiled reluctantly: "When I asked the Master of the Sanssouci Pavilion to come, I naturally wanted to make a deal with the Master of the Sanssouci Pavilion. ”

"Oh?" Tian Wuwu sat down, stretched out his slender white hand, picked up the wine in front of him, took a sip lightly, and then put the wine on the table in front of him, a smile hooked up at the corner of his lips, and said: "Wine is good wine, Mr. Ouyang is really sincere enough." ”

Ouyang Lun looked at the wine in front of her, and felt a little painful, this pot of wine cost him half a year.

Ouyang Lun also sat down and said, "If you don't have sincerity, how can you make an appointment with the master of the Sanssouci Pavilion to meet?" ”

Although Tian Wuwu said that it was good wine, he only drank one sip, and then did not drink it again, but raised Erlang's legs, two white little hands, clasped and put them on his knees, squinted at Ouyang Lun, and said casually: "Did you bring the goods?" “

Ouyang Lun stretched out his hand, took out a portrait from his arms, and unfolded the portrait in front of Tian Wuwu, and said, "This is it." ”

Tian Wuwu originally smiled

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