Jiang Han put on a dark burgundy almost brown dress, wearing the same body stockings from the Witch under the skirt, but she also changed into black, and added slightly brighter burgundy round-toe shoes.
She pouted her lips and looked in the mirror to see if the faded burgundy lipstick was evenly applied and had a velvet mist effect.
The conclusion is obvious...
"I'm so cute."
She hummed contentedly, picked up the eyeshadow pen, and applied the reddish-brown eyeshadow well, making her look as delicate as if she had just finished crying or could cry easily.
This is exactly the so-called landmine girl makeup, but since Jiang Han's eyes are big enough, her skin is so white that it's almost shiny, and her cool hair color doesn't need to be dyed, it takes no effort to apply this makeup.
Just a little bit of eyeshadow is enough to make you look cute.
She then put a modern little round hat with a gloomy style veil on her head, tilted her neck to check the lace neckband, opened her skirt to check the straps on her thighs, and the ones that fit perfectly on her thighs.
Lightsaber hilt on thigh.
…
"Stupid apprentice, are you still not well?"
Historia outside the locker room urged in an unhurried tone, and faint laughter could be heard:
"It's not a good thing to keep the elderly waiting."
"Here we come."
Jiang Han raised his chin, stretched out his paws and opened the door. With a delicate little jump, he disappeared behind the door with his tail wagging leisurely.
…
Historia was holding a pipe in her hand, wearing black clothes similar to Jiang Han's, leaning against the wall with her back straight, waiting.
"You are far from an old man, Master. You are more beautiful than many people, better-looking than many people, and you are also... younger than many people."
Jiang Han looked over and sighed with a mixture of truth and falsehood.
Judging from the appearance, Historia is probably only... about fifteen to sixteen years old.
She had an obviously mean-looking curved mouth, which looked a bit like a cat, a seal, or any animal with a cat face. Jiang Han couldn't tell.
The natural curvature of the corners of her mouth made people want to grab her neck and kiss her, but also wanted to touch noses with her and hold hands to dance flamenco.
"Hey?"
Siya raised her voice and licked her lower lip, revealing a smile that seemed both fake and real. It was as sweet as maltose. The taste was not that sweet, but she could feel the softness and silkiness, as well as the sugar liquid.
deformation and flexibility.
With a smile as sweet as maltose, she said proudly:
"I'm just telling you, stupid apprentice is really discerning, and I didn't hurt you in vain."
She pinched Jiang Han's face with both hands.
…
Since they were traveling as witches, they naturally went to a restaurant for witches, a high-end restaurant called [Seven Roots Thatch]. It was located in the inner ring of Xuenan Lake, an area with beautiful mountains and clear waters and a natural beach.
From the beach, you can see Xuenan Lake, the intertwined stars in the sky, the bustling fluorescent lights, and the bright moonlight, making the water and sky the same color.
The view alone is worth a thousand dollars.
Do you understand the value of high-end restaurants?
That unpretentious, low-key yet high-profile signboard made of dragon wood inlaid with gemstones seems to be saying this.
Jiang Han stood at the door and was a little worried about his wallet.
Historia held her head high, walked in like a lady, held a small lace parasol in her hand, and went straight in.
Jiang Han had no choice but to follow him in. He saw that his master had taken off his hat and was determined to eat here.
Sighing, she handed the small lace umbrella she was holding to the short-haired waiter wearing a formal suit and vest next to her. At the same time, she smiled at the heroic waitress:
"Two seats, one by the window."
She took off her hat and put it in the hands of the waiter. The waiter had a witch-like smile that showed neither flattery nor emotion. She called on another equally heroic waitress to lead the way for the two of them. At the same time, she moved neatly for the two of them.
People's clothing logo.
This clean and neat style has a bit of a military feel.
Without saying a word, the new waiter directly led the two of them to a comfortable booth with a view of the outside, and quickly asked an ordering cat to take the menu and order for the two of them.
…
As soon as the round cat lantern came over, Jiang Han almost couldn't help laughing.
The chubby cat was wearing a small suit, but the buttons had been ripped off. He was holding two menus and a piece of dragon paper for ordering, meowing and complaining about the restaurant's application standards.
"The Erin Cup is about to start. Master, will you sign up?"
Jiang Han looked at the menu and ordered some common dishes. After watching the cat light flickering and curling up the pen with its tail to write down, he looked at Historia who had also ordered the dishes. She asked softly and observed at the same time.
Turn on the cat light.
It has to be said that the cat lanterns really like to inquire about information. The witch was clearly chatting about the competition, but Jiang Han saw the cat's ears that were ordering the cat lantern stand up a little, blatantly eavesdropping.
Shia did not avoid the cat lantern. She rubbed the soft fur ball creature with a smile and said slowly:
"Yes, I am barely satisfied with my ranking last time."
When she mentioned the last time, she frowned, probably because she had heard the so-called "story about Teacher Ji's trophy being sent to Xibao's house".
Jiang Han suppressed a laugh. She felt that she hadn't heard Xuan Bao tell the story in a few days, "Xi Bao took away Ken Bao and caused Teacher Ji to win the championship."
In fact, with Ji Haijun's current status, the witches have to sincerely call them 'Teacher Ji'. After all, does the first champion of the Irene Cup understand the value of winning the first championship? Of course, Irene is not interested in this matter.
Big mold.
"The prize money for this competition..."
Jiang Han started.
Shia suddenly became energetic and said:
"Fifteen times that of last time! The top ten will also get a piece of Xiao Aibao's top-notch black source material battle suit."
Jiang Han noticed that the bright cat's eyes lit up and its ears turned twice like radar.
Alas, a cat that goes with the flow...
Jiang Han touched his chin:
"How could little Ai Bao be willing to..."
By the way, last month Irene registered a duel witch record. The application form was found on the Internet and it can be said to be very valuable:
[A total of one hundred and ninety-six major championships in his career]
And the last sentence is also very valuable:
[Reason for retirement for the first time: I was beaten by Jiebao, my friend]
"It's gold content."
Aileen looked at the ordering cat lamp who walked away to place an order, and smiled at Jiang Han:
"It's all Mr. Ji's fault. After Mr. Ji won the championship, he went straight to the top 64 in three consecutive games. He and Xuanbao, an idiot who was also in the top 64, commented together. They were called the tearful team. The tearful commentary team... led to the Irene Cup being in the top 64.
It’s a bit embarrassing compared to other competitions.”
is not that right?
The champions of other competitions are An Jie, Lin Bao, and the most valuable Fire Dragon Certificate in the world.
When it comes to the Erin Cup, Niang Xi is competing against Teacher Ji who has won the final bonus of the version.
Eileen is about to send it!
"Speaking of this game, Han Bao, do you want to play?"
"I'm going to fight, why not?"
Jiang Han raised his tail and said happily:
"Even if we get carried away 0-10 in the group stage, there will still be tens of thousands of bonuses!"
