Dyed white went back to the room.
The candle in the room was not lit. It was already dark. At the moment, the room was even darker.
She stood at the door, her back against the edge of the door, expressionless.
She is at the junction of light and darkness.
In front of me, the darkness is boundless.
Behind him, the light and shadow are disordered.
Then dyed white closed the door carelessly, and the room was completely plunged into darkness, as if she had extinguished the last ray of light with her own hands.
She lit the candle lightly and the room was bright again.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the dyed white face, and the eyes were secretive.
Fengluo is glad that ranbai is not unreasonable enough to beat everyone in the harem.
Actually
For fast wearers, it's the biggest thing to be attracted to a person.
You may have concern and hope, but
That person will never have memory, will not know you, even every time, you must start again.
If that person is attracted to you, it's lucky, but what if not?
Can you always bear the man's initial indifference?
In fact, fengluo feels that ranbai is quite rational in this matter. At least fengluo believes,
If you can't touch that person, dyed white can do well, because all the success of its host adults are made by yourself.
But if guanpei really... Likes others?
Well, I don't need to think about it next
Because there is only one ending.
Pro, human specimens welcome you oh, experience the art of death pro~
Yes, that's the end. Hahaha, hiccup.
Although Feng Luo knew it was unkind to laugh like this, he still wanted to laugh.
"Is it funny?" at this time, a voice as cool as snow sounded.
"Of course..." funny. This is the first reaction, the second reaction
Misty grass host!
"It's not funny, it's not funny at all!" Feng Luo said with a strong desire for survival. "What's funny? Is this kind of thing funny?! with all due respect, those who want to laugh are not good people."
"Oh."
Fengluo left silently.
Ranbai leaned carelessly there. She played with the dagger in her hand, lowered her eyes, and covered her eyes with long eyelashes.
If it's clean, it means he hasn't touched anyone.
This is the only satisfaction of dyeing white.
She narrowed her eyes and smiled.
These things are really
It makes people unhappy. On the other side,
palace,
In the imperial study,
The silence was incredible. The eunuch manager standing next to him didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disaster.
Obviously, your majesty looked very happy just now, but how can the temperature in the imperial study condense into ice in the twinkling of an eye.
The young emperor leaned there coldly. His white slender fingers attached to a brush and continued to graffiti on the white rice paper.
He painted a person, to be exact, a girl. He painted everything except eyes.
At the last stroke, Chu Huai suddenly threw down his brush, directly grasped the rice paper in his handwriting, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it on the ground without hesitation.
Then he picked up a brush and repeated the painting mechanically.
Eunuch manager tried to lower his head, reduce his sense of existence, dare not say a word, and even the sound of breathing was extremely light.
From his point of view, you can just see that countless waste paper balls have been thrown on the ground.