The little guys who are chattering around a Zhao suddenly quieted down, behind a Zhao.

A Zhao Leng for a moment, the reaction came over what is the same, look back.

Carl, grimacing, came up this way step by step.

A Zhao was surprised at first, then calm.

The people around newbie, on the contrary, were excited.

Especially the little ones, Hula one by one, came around Carl.

They were not afraid of Carl's cold face at all.

Carl patiently spoke to them: "I have something to do with your sister a Zhao. I'll play with you next time."

Little newbie people are very obedient, smell speech really one by one let go.

The adult newbies around one by one showed an understanding smile, and hurriedly held their own cubs and walked away one by one.

On this large grassland, only ah Zhao and Carl are left.

Carl looks complicated and sits down beside azhao.

"I saw it all."

A Zhao: what did you see

Carl reaches out and pulls out her sleeve. The magic hand ring is still quietly on her wrist.

"You can still use magic. Why cheat me?" Carl stares at her.

A Zhao touched the bracelet and looked upright: "when did I cheat you? Did I tell you that I can't use magic

Carl:.... "

On second thought, I really haven't said it.

It was his preconceived belief that she could not use the power of elements. Her performance also misled him.

"I..."

Karl stopped talking and simply said, "it doesn't matter if the magic hand ring is of any use to you. Now please tell you, since this thing is useless to you, why didn't you react when I kissed you

Looking at ah Zhao, he has a trace of expectation in his heart.

What would she say?

A Zhao looks at him with a smile.

Why are you looking at me like this? You haven't answered my question Carl said.

They were both sitting on the grass, two meters apart.

A Zhao suddenly put one hand on the ground, and the whole person leaned toward Carl.

Carl:

A Zhao gently picks up Carl's chin with the other hand.

Carl:

Is there something wrong with this position?

"Why? Of course, it's because, Prince Carl, he's so beautiful, so beautiful. "

A Zhao approached and blew a breath in Carl's ear: "you kiss me, but you don't lose. Why should I resist?"

Carl's earlobe turned red in an instant.

He was half happy and half subdued.

He grabbed a Zhao's hand and looked at her closely: "well, if someone else is so good-looking, if you want to kiss you, you will not resist?"

Obviously, he had been proud of his beauty. He thought that even if he looked at his appearance, he should like himself.

But when the man really admitted to his beauty, Carl felt dissatisfied.

A Zhao couldn't laugh in his heart, but he looked thoughtful: "if other people are as good-looking as you and kiss me, of course I'll --"

Carl cocked up his ears.

"I won't agree."

A Zhao pushed the man who had caught him away, stood up and looked at him from a commanding position: "Carl, who do you think I am?"

"I really think, Wei Zhao, I'm not so selective?"

She said that, without flinging Carl, who had not been reflected in the words, she left.