533. Chapter 533 The story of the farmer and the snake [5]
But now - this replacement piece of clothing has to take the lead. Whether the "comeback" is successful or not depends on it.
Wearing a dress on her upper body and her long hair gently pulled back, she looked intently at the girl in the mirror. She was beautiful, but people always felt that something was missing.
There was no jewelry, no jewelry, and no decorations on her body except for the jade pendant around her neck. Although this look was pure, it was not eye-catching enough and could not achieve the desired effect in her imagination!
The summer breeze blows, sending in wisps of intoxicating fragrance from the half-closed window.
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She pursed her lips and revealed an imperceptible smile.
"Happy|birthday|to|you,Happy|birthday|to|you..."
Surrounded by many guests, Ling Shalu stood in front of the nine-story birthday cake, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes with a smile and made a wish, then took a deep breath and blew out the candles on the birthday cake -
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Suddenly, she suddenly felt that all the guests around her turned their heads to one side in unison, as if something had attracted all their attention——
She tilted her head to follow the smile without warning, but in an instant, the smile froze at the corners of her lips. She was so shocked and surprised that the cake knife she was holding in her hand fell to the ground with a bang!
But no one looked back at all. The attention of all the guests was attracted by the girl standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, shining brightly, as if an angel had descended!
Wearing a pure white V-neck skirt, the material of the skirt is slightly reflective, like the moonlight on lily petals at night, and as pure as the wings of an angel. What is whiter than the material is her skin, which is supple and crystal clear.
, as delicate and pink as snow, the hem of the skirt is elegantly fluffy, revealing beautiful legs that are so straight and slender that they only appear in comics.
The long hair is decorated with countless fine white rose flowers, and is pulled up into a unique and graceful bun high on the back of the head. In the morning light in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the pure petals seem to reflect a strange light,
Softer than diamonds, more dazzling than jade, the light seems to be alive, as amazing as the moon.
The girl's eyes are as calm as the sea, and her lips are slightly curved, seemingly smiling but not smiling. She is like a beautiful exotic princess in the legend, noble and mysterious, pure and moving.
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The breathing of everyone around seemed to stop for an instant. Who is this girl?
She was so beautiful that she looked like an angel, even breathing was an offense to her purity!
Faced with the jaw-dropping and astonished stares of many guests, the girl seemed unaware. She raised her eyebrows lightly and looked up at the man standing on the steps aside.
Yesilo was dressed in a navy blue palace attire, with a handsome figure, handsome and deep facial features, and deep eyes that could not be seen to the bottom.
The girl smiled sweetly, gently stretched out her slender hands like young bamboo shoots, and made a drooping pose, waiting for the male host's hand kiss -
Yesilo's black eyes became more and more knowledgeable, but his noble and noble face showed no expression, and his body did not move at all.
Three seconds later, slight hisses came from the mouths of the surrounding guests - slightly because they were jealous of the power of the male host, but the hisses came from the heart - such an extremely beautiful woman, what kind of man can
Can you bear it and let her wait in silence like this?