200. Chapter 200 Let me check your palmistry for you
"Hey...Junior Brother Zhimei, the lines on your palm are so special!!" Hua Weiluo lowered his head slightly, saw Zhimei's palm lines at a glance, and simply held his left hand with both hands and said in novelty.
"What's so special!!" Zhimei felt like she was about to cry, and the air pressure around her dropped a lot in an instant.
"Hmm... How should I put it..." Hua Weiluo held his left hand with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and followed the lines of his palm with a slender finger as white as jade, while nodding and saying:
"Look, your lifeline is very long, and there are no branches at all. This means that you will not get sick from childhood to old age, and you can live a long, long time!!"
"..." Zhi Zhen looked at Zhi Mei sympathetically, feeling that the hair all over his body stood on end at this moment, like a frightened cat.
"Then... your love line is particularly bumpy. There are forks all along the way, one link after another, one link after another, which shows that you have a lot of love!!" Hua Weiluo's slender jade finger
It has also moved from the most beautiful life line to the emotional line.
Zhishan's pair of deep black eyes stared at Zhimei closely, his eyes were cold and without any warmth, his delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. He couldn't explain why, but he just felt a little uncomfortable.
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"Senior Sister..." Zhimei looked at her with tears in her eyes and said in a pitiful voice: "If you keep holding my hand like this, let alone the emotional line, my lifeline is about to be cut off..."
"Ah?? Why??" Hua Weiluo looked at him with doubtful eyes, very puzzled by his words.
"No reason..." Zhimei tried her best to break free from Hua Weiluo's hand, then quickly grabbed Zhishan's hand, handed it to Hua Weiluo's hand and said: "Come on, come on, Senior Sister, help Second Senior Brother
Look at the palm prints."
"Oh..." Hua Weiluo scratched his head, without thinking too much, and looked down at Zhishan's palm.
His palms were as white as jade, warm and dry, and the lines on his palms were clear and easy to see.
"Well... Junior Brother, your palm prints look pretty good, but why are they different from ours..." Hua Weiluo held Zhishan's big hand in his small hands, studied it carefully for a long time, and finally raised his hand.
He stood up and looked at him with doubt in his eyes.
"Oh??" Zhishan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her intently, opened his thin lips slightly, and said in a calm voice: "What's different??"
"Well...how do I put it..." Hua Weiluo continued to look down at Zhishan's palm prints, thought for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and placed it next to him, while gesticulating, he explained: "Look
, We all have three lines on our palms, which are the life line, the emotional line, and the career line, but there are only two lines on your palm, and the directions of these two lines are different from ours. I really can’t tell, you
What exactly are these two lines..."
"Then what do you think??" Zhishan lowered his head, and a pair of deep eyes swept over her little hands and his own palms. The three lines on her palms were clean and refreshing, and it was clear at a glance. Although they were not destined to be the most noble, they were also wealthy.
Expensive and smooth sailing.
"This... I really can't think of it..." Hua Weiluo pondered carefully for a while, and finally felt that he couldn't just talk nonsense, so he turned his head to Zhi Zhen, who was standing aside.
