Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

While the two were walking slowly, a white silk slowly descended from the sky, caressing Luo Liuling's waist, rolled Luo Liuling from the ground into the air, and flew past the flowers and plants on one side. www>

"Miss."

The sudden appearance of Bai Siu startled Ruo'er, and hurriedly chased after her.

"Ruo'er, I'm Young Master Cousin, I'll lend you some money from your lady."

A man's voice came, and immediately after, Luo Liuling's figure became farther and farther away. [

Ruo'er stopped in her tracks, she heard Young Biao's voice but did not see him.

This Young Master Biao is real, and he likes to pretend to be mysterious.

Bai Siu and Luo Liulin had just flown over a clearing. If anyone passed by at this time, they would be frightened by this scene.

A child, a piece of white silk, flying in the air, what a terrifying scene.

This damned Shui Qianjue always uses this trick.

As soon as Luo Liuling landed on a tree, she looked at the boy in white who was sitting on the tree.

That slender figure turned his back to Luo Liuling, sitting motionless on the branch, letting the wind blow the three thousand blue hairs.

His robe was white and spotless, even the moonlight was ashamed to dance in front of him.

His hair was black as night and looked so coordinated.

His back was straight, like this flower tree, and his tall figure contained great tenacity.

"Why, you look very angry."

Shui Qianjue turned his head and looked at Luo Liuling with a pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to be dripping water. His fine long hair covered his smooth forehead and fell to his thick and slender eyelashes. Skin that is incomparably delicate.

Although he was laughing, his breath was very cold. Although his tone was playful, his attitude was tinged with sadness.

Luo Liuling looked at him puzzled, but such a tangled expression was very rare on his face.

"I heard you're engaged."

Seeing that Luo Liuling didn't answer, he said another word.

"Yes."

Luo Liuling stood on the tree and looked at his figure, feeling as if he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"The other party is the prince, and the dream lover of the girls in the capital." [

After saying this, Shui Qianjue didn't know why his heart felt sour.

Is it an illusion or an illusion, Shui Qianjue's eyes are not looking at that little man.

Under the moonlight, the jade flute in his hand exudes a faint light.