Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

I saw that she was tall and slender, with a slim waist, and a bright purple complicated dress set off her atmosphere and mystery.

Under the dim light, she could see that her face was covered with a layer of veil, which covered her face, but those charming eyes like stars were shimmering, making them more mysterious and deep because of the mask.

Dongfang Tuo's pupils dilated, his whole body was shocked there, his mouth was slightly opened, and he stared closely at the woman in the center of the stage.

The purple clothes follow the wind, the veil covers the mysterious face, and the actions are chic but not losing the atmosphere. No matter the figure or the temperament of this person, he is like the purple-clothed woman who had an astonishing blow on the battlefield last time.

Dongfang Tuo was stunned for a moment, not sure what was going on?

"Brother, what's the matter with you, you're stupid before seeing the beauty's face." Princess Hanyu mockingly laughed at him.

"No, I just think..." Dongfang Tuo came back to his senses, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked eagerly, "Dongfang Lian, don't you think she looks a lot like the woman in purple we saw on the battlefield that day?"

That purple-clothed woman that day was wearing a tight-fitting horseback riding outfit. She was heroic and heroic, and her formidable vigor and pride shone like the morning sun.

Tonight, this woman's clothes are more prosperous, elegant and elegant, but still not concealing the arrogance and chicness of her body.

Different styles, similar feeling, the more he looked at it, the more intense feeling surged in his heart.

This feeling is not even when seeing Obscure Snow.

Dongfang Lian's complexion changed, and his voice became gloomy, "Eighth prince, what do you mean? Yuxue was the woman in purple that day, but you said that the inexplicable fireworks girl in front of you looks like a woman in purple. Are you suspicious of Yuxue? "He stared at the girl on the stage with displeasure and disdain.

Dongfang Tuo was taken aback, only to realize that he had said something suspicious of Mixue.

"I don't doubt her, I just..."

He didn't know how to explain it, but he really felt like the woman in front of him.

But if this woman is the purple-clothed girl from that day, isn't Misty Snow a fake?

But he also believed that with Misty Snow's character, he would not do such a nasty thing.His mood suddenly became contradictory, wandering between intuition and reason.

"If you really like Mixue, you shouldn't have any doubts." Dongfang Lian's cold eyes looked at the purple-clothed girl like a knife blade.

"Eighth Prince, don't you understand? This woman is imitating Mixue. Ever since Mixue became famous in the first battle, the world has known that many women have imitated her. There are so many people wearing purple clothes and veils, but how can they deliberately imitate her? , A fake is a fake. This kind of woman who imitates Miyuki to win attention is shameless and despicable."

Dongfang Lian's expression and tone were full of disdain.

"..." Dongfang Tuo was speechless. It is true that he did not doubt Yuxue, but he felt that the woman in front of him was definitely not as bad as Dongfang Lian said.

Her spirit and demeanor, without any artificiality or deliberate imitation, are natural and have a special and touching taste.

"Brother, stop arguing, listen to what she said? She dared to provoke Tianyinlou, there must be some trump card, Brother Lian, this is your enemy, don't you pay attention?" Hanyu stared displeased Take a look at them, but don't hinder her from watching the show.