Seeing Xuan Mo's questioning look, Zhan Meixiang twitched recently, "We... we were joking."
Xuan Si couldn't help it anymore. He pursed his lips and smiled, "The girl is so funny."
The male god praises himself for being funny?!
"Hehe." Zhan Meixiang covered her mouth and lowered her head in shyness. But Xuansi clearly noticed that her big bright eyes were filled with a sly smile, like an elf in the clouds, shy and cute. The breeze blew.
The corners of her aqua skirt seemed to have given her a pair of wings.
She just stood there, but it gave people the illusion that she would fly away in the wind at any time, which made Xuan Si want to just hold this cute little girl in front of her in her arms.
Such an idea just appeared in Xuan Si's mind, and Xuan Si was immediately startled by his own thoughts.
"Brother, what do you think? I'll just say that this sister is very interesting." Xuanmo, who was still young, squinted her eyes. She seemed very satisfied with Zhan Meixiang and her brother making a pair together.
"Yes, yes, what Momo said is always right." Xuan Si caressed Xuan Mo's hair lovingly. Her delicate facial features glowed with a soft halo, and her sparkling eyes held everything that was right.
My sister loves me endlessly.
Such soft eyes can easily capture the hearts of thousands of girls. Even Zhan Meixiang couldn't help but be intoxicated by the gentle and doting eyes of the male god.
Oh, as expected, the gentle type of male god is the most beautiful. Although Dongfang Che's type is not bad, he will get frostbite if he stays there for too long.
Zhan Meixiang stroked her chin and compared Xuan Si and Dongfang Che in front of her. Sure enough, women should be exposed to different types of male gods, right?
Clenching her fists with both hands, Zhan Meixiang made a decision.
That is, from now on, wherever there are male gods, there will be her Zhan Meixiang. She, Zhan Meixiang, will not care about any queen or harem, okay?
In the imperial study, a cup of Longjing tea before the rain was sitting on the sandalwood incense table, exuding steam.
In the dense hot air, what emerged was Dongfang Che's face with furrowed brows and full of anger.
"Why, you haven't found Zhan Meixiang yet? Your dignified bodyguards can't even find a woman?"
The roar of thunder suddenly sounded, and the imperial guard Zhang Xiao suddenly covered his forehead with cold sweat. His body kneeling on the cold floor in front of the desk was trembling constantly. His head hung tightly and his lips moved: "Attribution"
I deserve to die, please forgive me."
"This is my imperial guard, and I can't even find a little woman." With his right hand, he suddenly grabbed the steaming tea cup on the table and slammed it on the slave kneeling in front of him.
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Boiling hot water poured into Zhang Xiao's neck. The hot pain made Zhang Xiao's brows tremble a few times, but his body still knelt upright and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing your subordinates from dying."
"Get out! Get out and keep looking for me! You want to see people alive, and you want to see corpses when dead! Inform Li Fuyin that he is under martial law throughout the whole journey! Post Zhan Meixiang's portrait throughout the city, and anyone who finds Zhan Meixiang will be rewarded with a thousand taels.
!" Dongfang Che pinched his painful brow bone with a cold tone.
"Yes, I understand." This was the first time that Zhang Xiao saw Dongfang Che lose such a big temper over a woman. When he exited the imperial study room, he barely dared to breathe.