George's expression suddenly changed, but Pan Ling didn't notice it. Instead, she looked at him and said, "Wow, you are so beautiful. Most women in the world can commit suicide."
He is obviously a boy, but he has a small oval face, a head of light golden waist-length hair, shining softly and charmingly like the moonlight, and fair and transparent skin that can be broken by blows, without a single flaw, and as smooth as porcelain.
Warm and moist, exuding a shining luster like pearls, slightly curled lips as delicate as the most beautiful pink roses blooming in the morning, a small and tall nose, and incredibly big ice-blue eyes, like sapphire crystals
Clean and transparent, he is like a handsome boy from Japanese comics.
"Wow, how can a boy be so beautiful?" Pan Ling's face almost came to George's and she was full of admiration. Now he was beginning to hate her frankness.
"You..." George glared at her, and just as he was about to have a fit, a small white figure ran out and hugged Alf's thigh, "Brother Alf, you are here!"
"Little William, come here, let brother Alf hug him!" Alf picked him up. Pan Ling took a closer look and saw, wow, a miniature version of George, with long blond hair and a small face, almost exactly the same.
She looks just a few sizes too small. She is wearing a small white lace nightgown, like a little angel.
"There's Kawaii, it's so cute, I really want to squeeze it!" Pan Ling screamed excitedly, but when she was about to reach out to William's face, she was stopped by his extremely unhappy look.
A bunch of black lines and small beads of sweat immediately appeared on her face, her expression was awkward, and her smile froze.
William glared at her, then turned his face away with disdain, and asked his brother George with his eyes, who is this boring woman?
"Hey, who are you calling boring? You brat!" Pan Ling put her hands on her hips and said to him unhappily.
William immediately turned around and glared at her, "What about you, please don't call me a kid."
"You are just a little brat, why are you dragging me?"
William looked her up and down and looked at her contemptuously, "I'm just dragging you to look at your slovenliness."
"Why, no, how can a little girl be so arrogant and so beautiful?"
William's eyes suddenly widened with anger, you actually said that I am a girl, don't call me beautiful!
"Being beautiful is beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you. Aren't you a girl?" Pan Ling said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Am I right?"
William looked angry, shut up, you ugly, sloppy guy, you... you...
"What are you doing? You are so fierce at a young age. Be careful not to get married in the future, huh!" Pan Ling looked up at George unhappily and said, "Hey, George, how did you educate your sister? You..."
Huh? Why was the whole place silent, and everyone was staring at her dumbfounded. Suddenly Alf laughed wildly, and soon he sat on the ground with his belly in his arms, leaving her confused.
"Nan, can you tell me who you were talking to just now?" Yang Zhao asked, breaking the awkward atmosphere.
"Of course with this kid?" Pan Ling pointed at little William who was still angry and turned his head to ignore her.
"But he didn't speak?" Yang Zhao's expression was as weird as the others.
Pan Ling suddenly realized that she said embarrassedly: "The way I looked at him..., haha, I'm sorry, I scared you!" She felt so stupid.
"Hahaha..." Alf had already begun to groan, pounding the floor, laughing so hard that he couldn't catch his breath. Others present, especially the original crew members who had seen Pan Ling's super power last time,
, all looked at her with awe, this girl must have special powers.
"I'm really sorry to argue with a kid, haha, your sister..." Pan Ling apologized to George with a silly smile. Does that guy Alf have a mental problem? He smiled like that dead look again.
"It's not a sister, it's a brother!" George interrupted her expressionlessly and corrected her.
"Ah? I'm sorry, haha, yes, there is no girl named William." This time, I was so embarrassed that I made a mistake, "But you can't blame me, who made you look so beautiful."
George and William's expressions became even uglier, and they stopped paying attention to her with cold faces. Pan Ling was even more confused, what's wrong? Angry? But why?
Vivian quietly walked behind her and told her in a low voice: "The words beautiful, cute, and girl are taboo for them!"
"Oh? It's because they are too beautiful and cute and are always thought to be girls, so they are very unhappy and don't allow others to mention these words in front of them?" Pan Ling said loudly without thinking.
For a moment, everyone fell into awkward silence again. Only Alf was still trying desperately to stop laughing. George's face was almost blue.
Someone was probably tired of living, so the arrogant Pan Ling actually added another bombshell: "If you don't like others talking about you so much, then why do you keep your hair so long and wear that lace nightgown?"
Aren’t they contradictory!”
"You..." George looked angry, and Yang Zhao began to worry that they would be kicked out of the castle because of Pan Ling's careless words. But in just a moment, his expression changed from angry to aggrieved and sad.
Then he actually... cried!
This peerless sweet boy is so beautiful even when he cries. He is a pear blossom with tears rolling out of his big blue eyes like pearls. It makes people feel distressed. Pan Ling feels that this picture looks like a scene in a comic book.
He just needed a rose. Even the men present wanted to rush up to comfort him and protect him from the vicious woman. Now that Pan Ling had this title on her head, she felt the seriousness of the matter.
Sex, everyone was staring at her.
"If my mother hadn't insisted on us... I... I would have cut my hair!" George lowered his head, wiped away his tears, turned around and was about to leave, but Alf suddenly grabbed his arm and stopped him. (
He finally stopped laughing)
"Okay, Joe, stop acting!" (George's nickname was Joe) Alf looked at George and said, "Don't pretend with me, it's useless." George then flattened his lips unwillingly and stopped pretending to cry.
, but he still looked angry.
"George, I don't mean to offend, but I think you are too sensitive. What does beauty have to do with it? It is a gift given to you by God, such as wisdom, wealth, health, and of course beauty. Since God said there is no problem, you don't care.
What do others think?" George was a little touched by Pan Ling's words. She looked him up and down again and added sourly: "But it seems that God is a little too partial to you!"