Mingyu's expression was a little sluggish, looking at the portraits covered with the table before her. All of them were young men selected by Mo Rongyi. Everyone was a dragon and a Phoenix, and they were all very handsome.

But in Mingyu's eyes, she can still find many problems.

This one's eyes are not good enough, that one's nose is not straight enough, and this one's eyebrows are too ugly

“……” Zhao Ning looked at Mingyu speechlessly. "Mingyu, people can't be perfect. Although this young master Li's eyes are relatively small, he doesn't look ugly. Moreover, he has learned a lot and is very erudite. There is also this prince. His martial arts skills are excellent and his bravery is incomparable. It is not wrong."

Mingyu pursed her lips. They were all good, but if she didn't enter the palace as a draft candidate, she would appreciate them very much. Now that it is different, she will unconsciously compare them with Yan Xiaoliu.

There is no one like Yan Xiaoliu.

Zhao Ning helplessly asked, "so many, there is no one you like?"

"No Mingyu said, "let people return the portrait, this talent show is over."

"The draft can't be said to count." Zhao Ning said with a smile, "these several you don't like, there are others, there will always be something that makes you feel perfect."

Mingyu muttered, "there is Yan Xiaoliu, I don't think anyone can compare with him."

"What?" Zhao Ning didn't hear Mingyu's words clearly, so he asked with uncertainty.

"No, No Mingyu quickly waved her hand, "I should go back to the palace, or yanxiaoliu will be in a hurry."

When she finished her words, she felt a light wind brushing her cheek, and Yan Xiaoliu's figure appeared in front of her.

"Xiao Liu, you are here." "How do you know I'm here?" said Mingyu

Yan Xiaoliu took a deep look at Mingyu. His eyes fell on the portrait on the table top, and his eyebrows closed tightly.

"You want a draft?" Yan Xiaoliu asked slowly, word by word, as if he was calming his mood.

“……” Mingyu looked at the portraits awkwardly, "in fact, I don't like them at all."

"What don't you like?" Yan Xiaoliu asked, "don't you like the draft, or don't like these people?"

Mingyu Leng Leng Leng, is there a difference?

"Do you think you need other men around you?" Yan Xiaoliu asked in a low voice.

"No Mingyu said in a daze that she didn't want strangers around her. "It's Uncle Wang and my grandfather. They wanted me to draft..."

Yan Xiaoliu looked down at her, "you promised."

Mingyu dry smile several times, "if I don't agree, they will read me all the time."

"Did you choose?" Yan Xiaoliu asked again, in a daze.

She has never seen such a Yan Xiaoliu. Mingyu feels a little scared. There seems to be something changing between them, "no, No

"Then I'll be in the draft." Yan Xiaoliu said.

"Ah?" Mingyu looks at him in amazement.

Yan Xiaoliu frowned, "what? Am I not qualified? "

"No, but Why are you in the draft? It's boring. " Mingyu whispered.

"Because no other man is qualified to stay with you." Yan Xiaoliu said lightly, "let's go back to the palace and discuss it well."

Mingyu hasn't responded. He has been led out by Yan Xiaoliu. Moreover, he uses the skill and returns to the palace after a few breaths.

Zhao Ning, who has been treated as transparent, takes a deep breath. She thinks it is normal for Mingyu to look down on other men.

After all, Yan Xiaoliu is so good-looking around, where can other men get in the eye.

And

Will yanxiaoliu let Mingyu stay with others?

Hehe, Mo Rongyi will be busy for nothing.

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