School Hunk Falls in Love with Her

Under the clear sky, "Da Da …" The sound of the hooves was pleasant to the ear as a pure white horse appeared, its white body completely devoid of any stray spots.

Xuan, who was sitting on the horse, felt indignant. He started to complain to the dark horse's owner, "I say, Charcoal, aren't you going too far? Why are all the white horses female? "Mom really buys a black and a white thing every time. The black one must be male, while the white one must belong to the mother."

"Well, that's right, just like Romeo and Juliet. Black and white Persian cats. "

Zorn smiled at the green blanket of grass, waiting for the sullen look on his face.

"So, you're going to be like Mom, right? "Damn it."

Dazzling, a beautiful and nimble action. He jumped down and led his white horse, walking a few steps towards the distance. A pure blood-red horse came over and saw clearly that the person was actually Shu Luo. What was he doing in England?

The light in his eyes dimmed. He thought for a moment, then turned around and said, "I have something to do tonight. I need to go back to school."

"Oh? You're not going to ride with me anymore? "

Zuo En looked at Xuan in puzzlement, feeling that something was wrong with his expression today.

"Hur hur, someone will play with you."

Xuan, he smiled and said no more.

Zuo En followed Xuan's gaze and saw Shu Luo rushing over.

Blue sky clear clouds, green grass, warm breeze.

The three of them rode their horses and ran in the same direction. The sunlight was imprinted on their faces …

The three teenagers, black, white and blue, had all sorts of different styles. They were extremely valiant and valiant. They intersected on the horizon, turning into a dot.

The God of Fate had finally activated the wheel, allowing them to meet once again. Regardless of the outcome, it was already destined to be a cycle of reincarnation.

Inside the Gothic Castle.

A crystal chandelier, a glass shadow candlestick, a long glass-topped table, gold and porcelain jade bowls, all filled with light.

Under the lighting effect, the bone china tableware on the glass-topped table shone with a shiny and smooth brilliance. It appeared abnormally white, exquisite, transparent, light, rarely blemished, and was thinner than ordinary porcelain. It also possessed a special feeling of cleanliness.

Shulo stared at the bone china tableware, his pale blue eyes constantly rippling with the shadow of a person, as if he could pluck a unique breath from the whiteness. His cold was not yet completely gone, so there was a kind of intoxicating pink left on his pale face.

Xuan noticed his abnormality and joked, "What? Did Shulo like bone china, too? You must know its origin, right? "

Discovering that he had lost his composure, Shu Luo quickly covered up his smile. "Oh, yes. Porcelain was invented by the British in the 18th century and was named after the addition of about 30 percent of the grazers' ashes to the clay. British bone porcelain has become a very artistic household item because of its exquisite texture and elegant classical design. "

Therefore, as the exclusive porcelain of the British Royal Family, they enjoyed a great deal of elegance and dignity.

From this, it could be seen that the Great Duke of England was not an ordinary person. He was enjoying the treatment of a king.