Upon hearing the guard's report, Xia Ziye frowned, and a gloomy look flashed across his face. He seemed extremely displeased that someone had disturbed his privacy with his sister, and the aloofness on his body instantly overflowed.
The guard felt the change in his aura. He didn't dare to breathe. He just whispered to himself that he was unlucky. He was actually sent to send a message. Who in the Qiyue Kingdom didn't know that King Chen, King Li, and the general are the most powerful people today?
Good brothers, but recently they have been in trouble because of the marriage grant...
He, he hit the muzzle of a gun...
King Chen invites you? Pinyue Tower?
Mao'er narrowed his eyes, good guy, he came to the door...
Xia Ziye was about to speak when he felt someone grabbed his sleeve, and Mao'er's voice sounded, "Brother, take me with you!"
"Xiaocheng, you...!"
Ziye subconsciously refused, but she only saw Mao'er's slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes, with proud determination, and her eyes with absolute coldness, confidence, and tenacity. For a moment, all the words that Ziye wanted to refuse were blocked.
In the throat.
perhaps……
…
pinyue building
Mao'er, dressed in blue, and Ziye, dressed in black, stood side by side, followed by two girls in Dieyi and Caiyi. This Pinyue Building occupies a huge area and is divided into two floors. The environment is elegant and upper-class. Most of the people who come here are wealthy.
Rich people, during the day, the princes and nobles gather here to listen to ditties and taste delicious food. At night, this is the ecstasy kiln where men are in ecstasy and women are in silence.
"Ziye, why did you bring this ugly monster?"
As soon as I walked to the door of Pinyue Building, I heard a loud bang. The sound could not hide the disgust and impatience, and then a man in purple stepped out of the building.
Facing the light, he has picturesque eyebrows, jade face and red lips, as delicate as a young man in an oil painting. His noble temperament hides a clear and clean soul. Those passionate red and phoenix eyes are full of anger. At this moment, he looks straight at
Projected onto the cat.
Eyes are like swords, sharp as swords.
Mao'er's eyes narrowed even more. Is this Jun Mojue? He looks like he is only about twenty years old, about the same age as his brother, but he is so young.
His appearance was like glass, his temper was as fiery as a lion, and his words were like spewing dung.
And because of this roar, many people stopped around to watch the excitement, and most of them pointed at the cat in a low voice.
When Xia Ziye heard the roar, his face turned dark. He glanced coldly, and the people who were talking to each other suddenly fell silent, and they didn't dare to take a breath...
Staring at the approaching man in purple, the anger on his face became even more intense. Just as he was about to speak, his wrist was pinched by Mao'er, not lightly or hard. Mao'er stepped forward, his posture extremely elegant, and his eyes met.
The handsome man who had already approached opened his red lips and said, "Hey, did you grow up eating shit?"
