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Chapter 35 Dialogue (Part 2)

Gordon's eyes flashed, and he saw that the girl's wrist was slender, and the gemstone bracelet was obviously too big, almost slipping down to her thumb.

Gordon almost thrust out the dagger with all his strength. She had her back turned to me and her back was undefended. With just one move, she could deal with this elusive forest spirit.

"What are you hesitating about, coward? What is holding you back and turning the brave liger into a timid lamb?" The girl twisted her waist as slender as a wasp and smiled, her teeth like peeled almonds.

Just as white.

"Those who fall in love will inevitably worry about gains and losses, just like the waxing and waning moon. But it will always hang high in the night sky and illuminate my love." Following the girl's lines, Gordon read out the dialogue in the second act of the play. Mori Jingyi

Seemingly confident, he decided to play it safe for the time being to avoid causing complications.

"The bright moon is also urging you, don't let your lover wait anxiously." The girl leaned against the door frame, clasped her hands behind her waist, and slowly swayed her toes. Her feet were bare, her toenails were thin and transparent, and the gaps between her toes were clean.

It's like lotus root.

"My heart has been given to you. If my lover is anxious, I will be anxious too." Gordon walked towards the door and glanced at the girl's exquisite ankles. The animal tooth anklets were white and exquisite, and her long and straight legs were covered with

Purple bloomers with low hips, batik print, tight trousers, and round little vagina full of temptation.

When Gordon walked to the girl, the latter suddenly came over and whispered against his earlobe: "You cunning guy." She chuckled and turned away, and the bright V-neck short shirt on her body also turned around.

, the decorative folds, tassels and embroidery are like layers of surging waves, blooming with a warm and unrestrained fragrance.

"Please, cunning beautiful young man, just think of this as your own home." The girl stood on tiptoes, spinning gracefully around the walls of the room, chanting in a sweet voice, "Your face is like a crescent moon, your eyes are like gems,

Your lips are like coral, and your waist is like willows. Please raise a glass with me and drink the forbidden wine together."

Gordon was a little at a loss for a moment. He had never encountered such an opponent. The first sentence was still a normal conversation, and the latter sentence was converted into a dramatic line. Actor? Literary girl? A forest elf with a broken brain? Someone who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

A ruthless person? He could see the girl's balance ability as she turned with ease. If it were him, he would have been dizzy long ago.

"Can I be lucky enough to learn your name?" Gordon decided to control the topic and used his interrogation skills step by step to find out the girl's details.

"Names are like passing smoke, and no matter how gorgeous a dress is, it can't hide an ugly heart."

"Please forgive my curiosity, isn't the Whispering Forest in Fairyland beautiful?"

"Beauty is everywhere, and flowers can bloom in the desert."

Gordon frowned secretly: "That's true. You must really like the vast desert, so you would travel thousands of miles to live here." No forest elf would like a desert with few plants. Gordon's words hid a trap, this is also an interrogation

A common technique is to deliberately say a piece of wrong information in a sentence to induce the other party to refute, thus confirming that other information in the sentence is correct.

The girl floated to Gordon, face to face, almost touching each other. "It was a painful rib I lost that called me to this place." She winked teasingly, and then spun away.

Gordon's eyes twitched involuntarily. He remained patient and continued to circle. But the girl's answers were always so cloudy that he had no way of getting into them.

"This boudoir is beautifully decorated." Gordon said persistently. There were no lights in the room, but he gradually adapted to the darkness. Directly opposite him was the carved wardrobe from the Kingdom of Fragrance, which stood against the wall and was wrapped in exquisite gold foil.

Corner. There is a niche nearby, displaying a glazed vase from the Kingdom of Porcelain, with several gorgeous peacock feathers inserted in it. On the left is a palace ivory bed covered with gold thread curtains, with a peach wood lattice from the Kingdom of Sakura.

The screen is located next to the bed.

"The sound is very pleasant." The girl stretched her arms and picked up the colorful glazed vase with her fingertips. With a "bang", the vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The crisp sound of the porcelain tiles hitting each other was mixed with the girl's uninhibited laughter.

Gordon saw a dressing table from the Kingdom of Stars placed in the corner of the room. The polished silver-plated mirror was half a person tall. The frame was engraved with gold and carved with red emeralds. There were more than a dozen jewelry boxes on the table, most of which had their lids open.

There are messy piles of earrings, necklaces, rings, bracelets, and anklets worn by women.

The size of those diamond rings was one size larger than the girl's finger. Gordon looked away quietly.

"Your heartbeat suddenly accelerated, why?" The girl suddenly spoke, looking around, pausing on the jewelry box for a moment, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Smart people usually don't live long."

Gordon felt a chill in his heart, as if the prey being stared at by a tiger suddenly had a hint of danger. This was the instinctive reaction of his body. He instantly understood that the girl's fighting power was very strong, at least much stronger than himself. And his current

The injury is definitely not suitable for fighting anymore.

"My heart beats as fast as an arrow, just to hit the heart of my lover." Gordon blurted out. This was not a dramatic dialogue, but a self-rescue out of desperation.

The girl raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Love and hate are entangled, and a person who betrays his heart will be shot through the heart by the arrow of hatred."

Gordon saw the girl walking around with deft and dangerous steps, getting closer and closer to him, her beautiful big eyes flashing as sharply as claws.

"Hate? No!" At the moment of life and death, Gordon completely exploded his talent. His calmness and his fanaticism collided heartily at this moment, spurting out the most dazzling sparks!

"My love, never say hate! At this moment, my heart is broken, and I linger in the sweet place of the past. This is sour sweetness, painful joy, desperate hope! My tears will never dry up, but I will still smile

I kiss the traces of your departure and feel deeply grateful. Will such passionate love turn into hatred one day?"

Gordon stared into the girl's eyes, opened his arms tremblingly, and spoke loudly. At this moment, he abandoned life and death and integrated into the role he played. He is the sad lover in the drama, the heir to the Cobra family, and the genius assassin of the Blood Hell Society.

It is also part of the stage of life.

"No matter which day, no matter I am left out, abandoned, or forgotten, I will still cherish this love and keep it until death." His voice echoed around, and the girl suddenly approached.

On the balcony outside the door, a strong wind blew up. The girl stared at Gordon quietly and suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's really interesting." She turned around lightly and swept out the door. Above the balcony, a black airship with a skull and crossbones flag was suspended, its spinning propellers whipping up the strong wind.

It was an air pirate! Gordon saw a rope ladder hanging down from the airship.

"My dear, my name is Ye Sailu, please be loyal until death." The girl winked at Gordon, jumped into the sky, turned over in the air, and hung upside down on the rope ladder with both feet.

The airship soared into the night sky, Ye Sai's long green hair spreading in the wind, her heroic appearance seemed to be embedded in the bright moon behind her.


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