"This." A strange smile suddenly appeared on the little girl's face, "Of course there is. The son of our richest man in the Eastern Kingdom, Master Xuan Si, can be called the most handsome man in the world!"
"Really?!" Zhan Meixiang's starry eyes came out unconsciously again.
"Of course." The little girl spoke decisively, then pretended to be mysterious and approached Zhan Meixiang's face, "Are you going to find him?"
"Go, go, go!" Zhan Meixiang was so happy that she had already regarded the little girl as a fairy descending to earth.
The little girl stood up as if relieved, patted the dust on her body, and then strode away.
"Hey, don't you want your tea eggs?"
"Hey, don't worry about it! Which is more important, the male idol or the tea eggs!" The little girl walked forward quickly and turned around to urge impatiently.
Sure enough, they are of the same kind! Zhan Meixiang was as happy as if she had found an organization, and hurriedly ran to follow her, "You can be so desperate for your male idol at such a young age! This little girl admires her very much!"
"Oh, get in the carriage." The two of them said as they walked, and when they turned a corner, they met a carriage.
"Ah! God help me! There is a carriage!"
If you are lucky to meet a carriage, then meeting a carriage with a driver waiting on it will definitely be a pie in the sky! Everyone else believes that pie will not fall in the sky, only Zhan Meixiang holds it
It was a joy to eat the pie!
"Little friend, what should I call you?"
"Momo." The little girl raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Meixiang. Her eyes were dark and bright, with a look that she shouldn't have at this age.
In fact, Zhan Meixiang didn't care that much about people's names. She skipped the polite questions and went straight to the topic.
"Momo, have you seen that male god named Xuan Si?"
"Well. If I haven't seen it, how can I tell you?" Momo looked impatient again.
This little guy is so cold, does he look like a goddess?
In front of her, she is just like a nymphomaniac! But Zhan Meixiang doesn't mind, she can do anything for her male god!
"Then can you describe to me what he looks like! I really want to know? Just tell me." Zhan Meixiang looked at Momo longingly, and Momo felt numb all over her body.
"Handsome as a jade tree stands in the wind, capable of literary and martial arts, versatile, gentle and elegant. Fresh and handsome, extraordinary in appearance, talented and graceful. He looks as good as Pan An, but also has a pear blossom weighing down a begonia..." Momo's mouth burst out with all kinds of good words,
Zhan Meixiang's saliva was heard gushing out, but just when her saliva was about to fall down, the carriage suddenly stopped!
Zhan Meixiang, who was in a daze, could not sit firmly at all and fell out of the carriage. Fortunately, a man in black caught her.
What an amazing skill! Only the legendary male god can do this!
"Is it you! Goddess! Are you here to meet me by chance?" Zhan Meixiang held the face of the man in black and drooled on the sleeves of the man in black.
The night was dark, and the man in black had his face covered. It was impossible to see his expression clearly, but Zhan Meixiang kept touching the little face of the man in black.
Another man in black beside him poked the man in black who rescued Zhan Meixiang, so the two grabbed Zhan Meixiang and prepared to leave.
"Who is here! How dare you rob someone from my carriage! Do you even think about your life?" The little girl named Momo looked to be seven years old at most, but Zhan Meixiang felt something when she said these words.
Something so slightly wrong.
The other man in black didn't say anything. He waved his sword and flew to Momo's side. There was a flash of silver light on the sword, and Zhan Meixiang exclaimed, "Good skill! But it almost blinded me."
Eye……"
Seeing that her life was in danger, Momo did not dare to speak out any more wild words. She could only watch Zhan Meixiang being taken away by the two men in black.
Where did the gangster come from to be so reckless! Momo's face finally sank.
"The male god...the male god..." Zhan Meixiang muttered, and the man in black holding her didn't look at her at all, until they finally flew into a certain room of an inn, and another man in black was familiar with the way.
Light a candle, and then look at the man in black holding Zhan Meixiang.