The slender figure in front of the desk and the smell that no one is more familiar with than dyed white

Ranbai took a deep breath. Did she open the door in the wrong way, so she met the wrong person?

Calm down, calm down, be calm.

She raised her eyes expressionless, and the light of her eyes fell on the legendary young emperor who was uncertain and evil.

The man was dressed in a pure black robe, with pale gold lines at the neckline, covering the half porcelain white collarbone, and dragon patterns embroidered on the sleeves that only the son of heaven can exist.

And now,

He then supported his beautiful forehead, raised his eyelashes slightly, and looked at dye white with a smile.

Dyed white for a second.

It's him.

The young man in black who stepped into the subjugated City alone three years ago, the man who held an umbrella in the late night rainstorm, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, asked her gracefully whether she needed his help.

Compared with the green and astringent facial features of the youth three years ago, he seems to be more beautiful and gorgeous three years later. When he raises his eyes and hooks his lips, he is full of the meaning of being young and romantic.

However, the hostility between the beautiful eyebrows and eyes was more serious. It was more mysterious and dangerous than he was three years ago. Strangers were not close. Every move looked down with the dignity of the emperor.

At the moment, facing ranbai's gaze, Chu Huai leaned back lazily. Facing ranbai's eyes, the radian of his lips was vicious and threatening, and his voice was clear and pleasant, but with unspeakable danger.

"Why, childe Yu was surprised to see me?"

Dyed white faintly took back her eyes and said coldly, "I'll see your majesty."

The young childe was dressed in snow-white clothes, and the whole man came out more and more like ink painting. He was clean and noble, and his manners were excellent.

She lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Your Majesty's posture of heaven and man. I was offended when I first visited Long Yan. Your majesty is kind-hearted. Please forgive me."

Chu Huai slowly narrowed his long and narrow demon governance eyes. He supported the table with one hand, straightened up and walked step by step to dye Bai.

From the angle of dyeing white and slightly lowering eyebrows and eyes, the first thing the eyes hit was the young man's snow-white brocade boots and the black solemn clothes.

It seems to be as like as two peas three years ago, but time and place have changed.

Even the identity is no longer the same.

Chu Huai stood in front of the young man in snow. He stared at dye white, his eyes were dim, and looked at him slowly, as if he were measuring something.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly opened his mouth and chewed word by word. The voice line smiled with a slight mockery: "house, heart, benevolence, thick?"

The young man suddenly bent over and approached dye white, very close. His eyes were as dark as dark ink, and stared at dye white without blinking.

Ranbai stood there, motionless, looking at him calmly.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a few seconds. Chu Huai hooked his lips and smiled lazily: "Young Master Yu really doesn't know the rumors in the capital, or is he teasing me, huh?"

The young emperor's tail is slightly hooked, frivolous and lazy, outlining a somewhat lazy and gloomy taste, with almost aggressive danger.

"Rumors are not believable." ran Bai looks at him and spits out a sentence gently.

Listening to the words of young master Xueyi, Chu Huai laughed lazily and deliberately lowered his voice, like biting words. Every word has a fascinating meaning. "It's said that young master Yu has a wonderful plan, his IQ is close to the demon, and he is a relegated immortal... Now he deserves his reputation."