"Huh...... Brother Zhimei, the texture of your palm is so special!! Hua Weiluo lowered his head slightly, saw the most beautiful palm print at a glance, and simply held his left hand with both hands, and said with novelty.

"What's so special!!" Zhimei only felt that she wanted to cry without tears, and the air pressure around her dropped a lot in an instant.

"Hmm...... How to say it...... "Hua Weiluo supported his left hand with one hand, and the other hand stretched out, a slender jade finger as white as jade, nodding along the lines of his palm: "You see, your lifeline is very long, and there are no forks at all, which means that you will not get sick from childhood to adulthood, until you are old, and you can live for a long time!" ”

"......" Zhizhen looked at Zhimei with a sympathetic face, only to feel that the hair on his body stood up at the moment, like a frightened cat.

"And then...... Your emotional line is particularly rugged, all the way is full of forks, one ring after another, one ring after another, indicating that you have a lot of peach blossoms!! Before the flower fell, the slender jade finger moved from the lifeline of the most beautiful to the emotional line.

Zhishan's pair of dark and deep eyes stared at Zhimei tightly, his eyes were cold without a trace of temperature, his delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, and a pair of thin lips were slightly pursed, I couldn't say why, but I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

"Senior sister......" Zhimei looked at her with tears in her eyes, and said in a miserable voice: "If you hold my hand like this again, don't talk about the emotional line, I am about to break my lifeline......"

"Huh?? Why?? Hua Weiluo looked at him with puzzled eyes, very puzzled by his words.

"Why don't you ......" Zhimei tried everything she could, and after breaking free from Hua Weiluo's hand, she quickly grabbed Zhishan's hand, handed it to Hua Weiluo's hand and said, "Come on, senior sister, help the second senior brother take a look at the palm prints." ”

"Oh......" Hua Weiluo scratched her head, didn't think much about it, and looked down at the palm of Zhishan's hand.

I saw that his palms were as white as jade, warm and dry, and the lines in his palms were clear and easy to see.

"Hmm...... Little junior brother, your palm print looks very good, but why doesn't it seem to be different from us......" Hua Weiluo held the big hand of the best hand, studied it carefully for a long time, and finally raised his head and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Oh??" Zhishan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her intently, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice said lightly: "What's the difference??" ”

"Hmm...... How do you say it......" Hua Weiluo continued to look down at the palm print of the best, thought about it, and then stretched out his right hand, put it next to him, and explained while gesturing: "You see, our palms have three lines, which are lifeline, emotional line, and career line, but there are only two lines in your palm, and the direction of these two lines is different from ours, I really can't see what kind of lines your two lines are......"

"And what do you think?" Zhishan bowed her head, a pair of deep eyes swept over her small hands and her palms, her palms were three lines, clean and refreshing, clear at a glance, although it was not a supreme and noble life, but it was also rich and noble, smooth sailing.

"This ...... I really can't feel it......" Hua Weiluo pondered carefully for a while, and finally felt that he couldn't just talk nonsense, so he turned his head to Zhizhen, who was standing aside.