Chapter 3258

"Yes, host!" the soft, waxy voice like marshmallow sounded in the sea of consciousness that only Huaqi could hear, and the white ball like system seriously clenched its claws. "She is the villain of this position. She has the smell of emperor and star."

"Host, you must seduce her!" Tuanzi's eyes almost penetrated the virtual space and directly adhered to the dyed white figure. He wanted to turn into a wolf and pounce on the villain now.

Hua Qi: "

"You are more active than me."

"If you don't work actively, you'll eat soil when you go back!"

Hua Qi narrowed her eyes, and the raised fox eyes outlined a cold and beautiful radian, as if with sharp thorns, infecting highly toxic roses, blooming in the most flamboyant appearance.

And in the box,

Low luxury and exquisite, incense curls up and lingers faintly in the room.

Ranbai doesn't like the smell. It makes people remove the incense. He still feels that the smell left in the air is unpleasant.

The princess really misses the crisp and clean pear flower fragrance on the young zither player.

She hung her eyes alone and leaned lazily against the soft couch with an unidentified expression.

Fortunately, the person who is thinking in his heart came in a few minutes.

"Your Highness."

The young man's voice is also clean, like the bright moon, like the only white in the world.

Among so many people,

Only when Jinyao called her, it was the best and most pleasant to hear.

Ranbai raises her eyes and looks at Jinyao. The peach blossom eyes are deep and bottomless. Her vision is very calm. She has no desire for happiness in her dream floating life.

There are only two people in the box, ranbai and Jinyao.

Ranbai doesn't like the presence of others, so she asks people to step down.

"Sit down." the princess lifted her white jaw and motioned for someone to sit down.

The boy's snowy clothes are picturesque and stunning.

Sitting quietly on the other side of dyed white, it has a lonely and cold meaning of being independent, but it looks a little good.

Staring at the boy's tiny distance, ran Bai looked unidentified. She just ordered in an impatient cold voice, "come closer."

Jin Yao paused for a moment and then approached obediently.

It was not until the faint fragrance of pear flowers lingered in the air and dissipated the original smell of incense that ranbai felt more comfortable.

The night was deep and foggy, and the wind was a little cold.

But in the dream, the lights were bright all night, and there were laughter and debauchery everywhere, but the atmosphere in this box was very quiet and indifferent.

Ran Bai slowly took up the wine lamp and poured a glass of wine gracefully. The wine was clear and intoxicating, against the cold white of the fingertips. With the subtle sound of the wine falling into the wine cup, the princess's cool and beautiful tone fell together. No emotion could be heard from the tone: "I heard you didn't see a guest?"

Jin Yao looked straight at the princess without offense. His eyes fell on the hand pouring wine, and softly replied, "Your Highness can not be a guest."

Ranbai smiled and didn't ask this question too much, just as she didn't mention her first encounter, but also asked why Jinyao was in the palace.

Maybe not interested, maybe not necessary.

"Can you drink?" ran Bai asked blandly.

"Yes." Jin Yao nodded without hesitation.

Ran Bai gave a sound and poured a glass of wine himself. The purple sleeves fell down, and it was difficult to hide a bright wrist. The action was pleasing to the eyes. It belonged to the royal family and was elegant everywhere.

Without saying anything, she handed the glass of wine to Jinyao.

The boy stretched out his hand and took it. The bony joints were as slender as snow, which was also exquisite against the wine cup.

He covered the dark color at the bottom of his eyes with long eyelashes and drank the liquor in one gulp.

Ranbai looks at Jinyao with a smile. The wine in the glass shakes left and right. In a trance, it seems to be with a sword.

The princess's aura did not converge. When she got along, she always had a disturbing sense of oppression and did not dare to be close. That sense of distance separated the two worlds.

"How does it taste?"

Jin Yao didn't think about anything. He said the truth: "Wei lie."

The sound line is clean and slightly dumb, but it is even more bewitching.

Ranbai listens to the voice and thinks carelessly at the bottom of her heart.

It should be better to keep it for later.

The young man's indifferent and dark eyes are dizzy because of the stimulation of liquor. They seem to be drunk but not drunk. There are several dividends in the corners of his eyes, which seems to be a faint peach blossom color. His temperament is lonely and elegant, which is easy to cause people's desire to destroy at the bottom of his heart.

Dyed white and cold, his fingertips slightly rubbed the cumbersome lines carved on the wine glass. His divine love was unpredictable. He looked at Jinyao like that. After a few minutes, he smiled and told Jinyao, "our temple always likes spirits."

The princess raised her eyes slightly and drank the wine in the cup without changing her face. Instead, she was used to calm. Her action was like running water, with a kind of silent desire, but she dared not be profaned because of her cold temperament.

Jin Yao stared at the girl's slender neck line and looked up with a radian that was extremely beautiful. You can see Dai's cyan blood vessels and a very fragile appearance.

The boy's pupil color was deep for three minutes. One second before the princess put down the glass, he took back his eyes without moving.

Ranbai said, "I heard you can play the piano."

I heard more than that.

More than a word.

A Guqin and two hands.

Make a unique sound through the ages.

In the box,

The window was half open, a wisp of moonlight was bright and dark, and the light was crumpled and intertwined. It fell on the boy, as quiet as a childe who fell into the world.

In front of him was an ancient zither with fine pear flower patterns carved on it. The young man's slender and clear fingers rested on it and stroked the strings. The fingertips were white with cold moonlight, like the delicate and gentle light of dawn.

The mountains and rivers pour out from your fingertips. The feeling of the breeze and the moon flows gently in the depths of your soul. It seems to be the fairy music in the Ninth Heaven and the unique sound of ancient times. People are intoxicated and can't help themselves.

The sound of the piano echoed in the room and fell on ranbai's ear with the moonlight.

Ran Bai didn't admit it until she heard the young zither player's sound.

It really deserves the name of being full of glory in the capital.

The box is very quiet. It is so quiet that it is not like this place for fun in the world. It is incompatible with the drunken life and death of mengfusheng.

Only the sound of the piano flows and echoes.

The snow coat is young and the wind is strong.

The bullet lasted for more than two hours, and there was no interruption in the middle.

The repertoire changed one after another, but they were exquisite.

A song has just dropped, and the aftersound is long and far-reaching. Jinyao just wanted to play the next song, but he was interrupted by the princess's understatement:

"All right."

The boy stopped there.

Ranbai opens her eyes and looks at the young man in snow beside the Guqin.

Musical instruments such as Guqin set off the temperament of teenagers, elegant and ancient.

She supported her beautiful forehead, as if with a smile, but as if she didn't smile: "come here."

Jinyao got up and walked slowly.

"Childe, these hands are really wonderful." it was appreciated.

Dye Bai glanced at the slender fingers hanging on the side of the young man and asked, "are you tired?"

The young man shook his head slightly. His voice was much better than the sound of the piano: "if your highness likes it, Jinyao can..."