Chapter Ninety-Five: The Shadow

"Well, what is this, it's so beautiful!"

"Well, this is a mobile phone!

"Wow, you can still take pictures, what is taking pictures?"

"Yes, it's like, it's exactly the same, let's take a picture!"

"Is it here to send?"

The beauty is smiling, and the coquettish words are like a sound. The delicate enthusiasm, just like her fiery and flamboyant quirky dress, makes people addicted and intoxicated.

It's as if the cold of ice and frost when I first came in was just an illusion!

"Oh, no, I just sent out a picture of us. What should I do?" the beautiful woman suddenly exclaimed in a delicate exclamation, slightly sorry.

"It's okay, it's okay", the beauty frowned, and her heart was about to break. Where will you care about the little things of photos.

With a smile and a smile, he looked forward to his life, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, which was even more pitiful. Although the beauty is apologizing, she has a charm.

Color and soul teaching, I don't know what year the three no classmates are today, where can I care who the beauty sent the photo to?

Listening to the laughter of the beautiful woman's silver bell, and smelling the faint body fragrance, the three soulless souls are about to fly to the sky at this time, and the two green eyes are full of beautiful women's shadows, and their hearts are about to jump out. Shouldn't you remember who you are?

"Wow, you're so nice, thank you!" the beauty smiled and gently pushed back Sanwu's phone.

The face is red, the autumn waves are charming, and the silver bells are tactful, like a warbler's cry.

Happiness came too suddenly, and Sanwu really tried his best to please the beauty. Unbeknownst to him, just a few seconds ago, her "yellow-faced woman" was also putting down her mobile phone with a shocked face and hurriedly went out.

The wine was half-drunk, and a suspicious drunken red gradually rose on the cheeks of the beautiful woman.

It's really not drunk, everyone is drunk, and the beauty after being drunk is even more beautiful. Sanwu was secretly happy in his heart, and he persuaded him to drink more diligently. Glasses of valuable drinks came in one after another, but they didn't care about the bills they should settle, and the amount was also rising slowly.

The idea is really Sima Zhao's heart - everyone knows it.

It's a pity that the beauty seems to have crimson cheeks and a hint of drunkenness, but she never falls. The two of them drank one cup after another, and Sanwu didn't wait for the beauty to get drunk after all, but fell headlong on the wine table.

"This is drunk!" the beauty pursed her lips, looked at the drunk Sanwu and shook her head and sighed. The smile on his face faded, and the cold temperament reappeared. The coquettishness just now is like a dream, disappearing without a trace.

A pair of bright eyes are like autumn water, how can there be a little drunk?

Even the bartender Chu Xuan was a little frightened.

It is the temperament that can be freely changed at any time by the beauty in front of me, and the difference between the two is so big, but it can be converted so naturally.

It's also because of how good a woman's drinking should be!

There is nothing wrong with drinking so much wine.

In fact, there is something that scares Chu Xuan even more!

"Come here, girl!" the beautiful woman regained her cold temperament. The coquettishness just now is like a dream, disappearing without a trace. Hooked his finger at a girl dressed in an unusual way on the dance floor.

"You call me?" the girl asked, apparently also seeing the amazingly beautiful woman, pointing to herself in surprise.

"Borrow your lipstick and use it!" The beauty nodded, and she didn't know where to find a men's wallet, which made Chu Xuan a little familiar, but she didn't say anything in a funny way, and the beauty took out several red bills from it and said, "These should be compensated!"

"How do you know I have lipstick in my bag, and why do you want my lipstick?" the girl suddenly looked vigilant.

Did you just see your own bag on the other side?

"You're too thick. Girls are still elegant and natural, you are very beautiful, why let yourself be contaminated with cheesy powder?" The beautiful sister shook her head and sighed, as if she was sorry, as if she was praising the authenticity.

"Oh!" the girl was happy when she heard this, this is the big beautiful woman opposite who is boasting about her beauty!

Who said that beauty is the enemy. Praise from a beautiful woman is more convincing than a man, isn't it?

The girl quickly threw off her companion, walked over quickly, and took out a red and scary lipstick from her bag very happily.

A magical scene happened. The beauty took the girl's lipstick, and she didn't even have to hit the abdominal draft, so she directly scribbled a few times on Sanwu's face, and the people on the side couldn't see the process of forming, and a few red lip prints that were enough to mess with it appeared on Sanwu's face.

"Wow! you're amazing. The girl was a little stunned.

How can this lip print be so similar, even in depth. It's as if someone really printed it on him.

"Hello! The beautiful sister handed the girl with lipstick and a few bills.

"Why are you painting this for him?" the girl was a little puzzled.

"This guy is messing with flowers and grass everywhere, how can he do it without teaching a lesson!" The beautiful woman looked at Sanwu opposite with disdain, and then looked at the door of the bar and replied, "His wife will be here soon!"

The bartender Chu Xuan fought a cold war with the girl in unison.

"It's so poisonous! Is this going to ruin his family?"

Of course, Chu Xuan, who is also a gay man, empathizes, and the fear of the rabbit dying and the fox's sorrow.

And the girl who contributed the lipstick was excited and admired.

"Well, every good thing in a man is just a lack of cleanup. I have a wife, and I'm hooking up everywhere!" the girl nodded approvingly, and also glanced at the three no-ways with contempt.

"I'll go first!" The beauty didn't care what others thought of him, but after gently stuffing the wallet in her hand into Sanwu's hand, she smiled at the bartender, "You didn't see anything, did you?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!" I don't know why, when the big beauty on the other side asked this sentence, Chu Xuan would feel an inexplicable fear, which made his whole spirit tense up instantly. is obviously just looking for an ordinary sentence, but it can make people feel trembling from the heart.

It was as if there was no one standing opposite Chu Xuan, but an ancient giant beast that was about to choose people to devour.

"Let's go!" the beauty waved her hand and floated away. Chu Xuan, who had just woken up from his inexplicable fear, could no longer remember the beauty, only remembered that he was in a cold sweat.

When the beauty suddenly drifted away, the little girl was stupid and didn't react.

It's just that when the little girl remembered that she didn't know the other party's name and didn't know where the other party lived, and she still wanted to meet again, she recognized the other party as her sister, let her be her idol, and screamed to chase her out, but the beautiful big sister was already there.

The little girl was a little discouraged and just walked to the door of the bar, when an imposing woman broke in from outside, knocked her away with one shoulder, and then walked directly towards the drunk Sanwu with a murderous aura.

.........

Beijing, Forbidden City, Late Night,

A shadow came from the sky and landed silently. In the huge dark palace, the heart of the quiet person at this time palpitated.

The origin of the palace is not good, and in the ancient palace, I don't know how many souls who died with grievances were buried.

On the land of China, the dragon vein has been exhausted. There is no more dynasty, and there is no more Son of Heaven.

The splendid imperial palace has become the Forbidden City, and it has become a scenic spot full of tourists, so that the deep palace hall that people worship in the day has also lost its sacredness in the past.

The reason why the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven is naturally blessed by the dragon vein. There is no imperial repression. At night, the Forbidden City becomes a terrifying and supernatural place.

The shadow is picturesque, but it is as silent as a ghost. The red clothes are like fire, but they have a different kind of coldness.

A hundred years have changed the world, but the memories of the past cannot be changed.

Although she herself didn't know if that memory was her own.

"Squeak!" The heavy vermilion door slowly opened, and the cold moonlight projected in, and a figure slowly stepped in.