First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 688 Misty Plain 1
The heart has one more opening than Bigan, and the disease is like Xizi's victory by three points.

This is a word to describe a woman.

But for the man sitting in the slowly approaching carriage in front of him, it is the first time that people feel so appropriate.

A frail man in the carriage was lying obliquely in the carriage.

He looked fifteen or sixteen years old.

At this moment, he looked out of the car with a face full of resentment.

He was dressed in a pink-blue robe that was almost colorless, which set him off even more as if he was not stained with dust.

Ethereal and far away, I dare not pick it.

Fengyun has seen all kinds of handsome men.

With Ya Fei in the front and Xiang Jiang in the back,

Who else in the world can compare with them.

However, when he saw this man, he still slightly turned his eyes sideways.

It's not about how handsome he is, but about his temperament.

It is spotless, like an orchid in an empty valley.

What an innocent angel looks like,
He is what he is.

As soon as he came out, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

For fear of disrupting his breathing.

Slightly turning his eyes sideways, Feng Yun took a light step diagonally to make way for the carriage,

At the same moment, the guards of the palace gate who were about to fight with Fengyun just now stopped immediately.

Qiqi bowed respectfully towards the carriage: "King Lan."

All the atmosphere of chaos was suppressed at this moment, and the palace gate was as usual.

It seemed that no one wanted to present bad things in front of him.

The carriage drove slowly, and the angel, who looked like a sickly handsome boy, ignored the gatekeeper at the door with a resentful face, as if he was sulking.

And this line is near, Fengyun only saw it.

The angel's dark amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Also, made him out of focus.

Fengyun frowned slightly.

How could such a person...

The carriage whizzed along and passed by the wind and cloud.

The angel who had been leaning against the car suddenly took a breath of air.

A trace of surprise flashed across the resentful face, and then his face bloomed like a flower.

Sweeping away the resentment just now, he smiled like morning dew in an instant.

(End of this chapter)