Chapter 94: A Bad Stomach 3
This guy treats meat hemp as fun.
I kept a blank face and ignored him.
Liu Chang glanced at me, and said again: "Miss Lu'er, although this prince is not talented, he knows a little bit about palmistry. Can you stretch out your right palm and let this prince show you whether the husband you marry in the future is a rich and noble person? β
I snorted, "So what?" Isn't it? β
Liu Chang said: "It's not good, this prince is just curious." β
I held out my right palm to show him.
Liuchang held my delicate and soft snow-white palm with ten fingers, and there was a moment of distraction. Fortunately, he was still able to hold his heart, and he used great perseverance to calm his mind.
Cleared his throat.
"Miss Mi'er, your palms are white and your fingers are slender and slender, that is a blessed life; On your index finger, there are three knuckle lines, which are called three covenant lines, and there is no shortage of money in your life, but these money comes from peach blossoms; The phoenix-striped eyes on the tail finger, you will be able to marry a good husband in the future, the wealth is unspeakable, and the scenery is infinite. β
Look up at me.
Then he asked, "Miss Lu'er, when is your birthday?" β
I replied, "September 20." β
Liu Chang asked again: "What time?" β
I said, "It's time." "βThis is what Qingbao told me, but I didn't say it. His eyes rolled, he was mischievous, and asked with a grin: "Lord Huainan, why don't you ask me how old I am?" β
Liu Chang shook his head and shook his head: "This prince has no ability, but depending on the age of a woman, he can see it accurately." Hehe, when this prince looks at your eyebrows, he knows that you are fourteen years old. β
"Wrong." I said, "I am 299 years old this year, and in a few months, I will be 300 years old." β
Not only was Liu Chang not scared to death, but he also burst out laughing. slapped his thigh, laughed so hard that tears rushed out.
Laughing and saying, "Oh, girl, you're so funny!" Talking big with his eyes open, his heart is not flustered and his face is not red, and it is so fun and interesting that it is hopeless. β
He didn't believe it at all, I lived so old.
I just have dry stare.
You can't tell him I'm a werewolf of the werewolf and not a Terran, can you?
Ye Laiyan said that the human race regards other races as aliens, rejects them everywhere, does not share the sky, and blends in with them, so you need to be cautious.
I glanced at Nan Xiying, who was dressed as a little scholar on the other side.
He was looking at me nervously.
Obviously, he was worried that my brain would be flooded, and I would automatically surrender to the net, dig my own grave and expose my identity, and then implicate him.
I only have silence is golden, and dumb eats coptis.
It's very wronged to sit in the name of bragging about it.
After laughing, he continued the topic just now. "Miss Lu'er, you were born on the twentieth of September, right? Let this prince calculate your fate. β
Pinch your fingers and do the math in a serious way.
Then he pretended to be surprised, used a very dignified expression, leaned close to Lu'er's ear, and gently spit out eight words: "Fate is a peach blossom, the mother is the world!" β
I couldn't sit still, and I almost fell off my chair.
Didn't the murder of the peach blossom ,ββ mean that I, a werewolf woman, led countless men to bend their waists? Mother Yi Tianxia,ββ which means that the so-called husband I will marry in the future is an emperor?
Phew, this guy is a fool, and he can almost stand on the same level side by side with Bei Lone, back to back.