In the dream, I will return you to a peaceful and prosperous world

Chapter 97

"Want to watch the fun?"

"Well, if you are afraid of accidents, you should withdraw your order earlier."

"Zi'er, don't worry. My husband already gave you an order when he took you out of the teahouse: change from hunting to full protection."

Xuanyuan fixedly looked at Murong Xingzi, his peach blossom eyes were full of affection and said:

"Now, there is nothing else, but I can walk with you."

Wow! Great! Murong Xingzi hugged Xuanyuan Dingheng so happily.
Accompanied by such a handsome man with great martial arts skills, it is the most beautiful thing for her since she arrived in ancient times.
The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was refreshing.

The ancient stone city market is full of people coming and going, and the hawkers are drinking and drinking, which is extremely lively.

The two handsome young men, one purple and the other blue, held paper fans in their beautiful colors, talking and laughing all the way, attracting passers-by to stop and watch, making the hearts of the women who had not left the pavilion bewildered, and handkerchiefs were flying all over the sky.

"Flying on you, Article 110."

Xuanyuan Dingheng said with a smile.

"Give up, you. I remember you only have one hundred and eight."

Murong Xingzi waved the handkerchief close to her with a paper fan, and said triumphantly.

That's right, the two of them are competing who has more handkerchiefs flying on them, and who is more favored by women.

If all the followers of Xuanyuan Dingheng knew about such a boring game, they would definitely vomit blood on their backs.

The young master who is famous for being cold and strict is actually playing this kind of childish game with a woman who is robbing men's clothes. It really is love that confuses the mind.

"Well, because you are more handsome than me. If you make them know that you are a woman, I wonder if you will vomit blood."

Unable to understand her arrogance, Xuanyuan Dingheng said calmly.

"However, even if you don't have a pretty face, you still won."

Murong Xingzi said in a good mood.

Thinking of being the night of Qixi Festival, I really lost many women.

"Oh, I don't believe it."

Seeing Murong Xingzi being fooled, Xuanyuan Dingheng said happily.

Because of Murong Xingzi's beauty, he suddenly wanted to hide it and only show it to him. He regretted asking her not to wear a mask.

"Hmph, wait for me for a while."

Just passing by a tailor shop, Murong Xingzi finished speaking and walked in.

He picked out a dark blue Confucian outfit and replaced it with the lake blue outfit, and then put on the old mask.He waved the paper fan and came out with a smile.

(End of this chapter)