Chapter 451 The palace lord’s wife is male32
When he heard her say leaving, the boy in white clothes and black hair was stunned.
Seeing that she was really planning to leave after she finished speaking, he quickly and decisively grabbed her wrist.
The girl's wrist is very thin, soft and small.
The other party looked over with a pair of gleaming eyes filled with doubts.
He pursed his lips for a few seconds, then opened his thin lips slightly, "I haven't known the girl's name yet..."
She didn't tell her name, nor did she ask him his name, as if she didn't want to have a close relationship, just a chance encounter. Treating yourself to something is really just a token of appreciation.
Thinking of this, Xiao Shuli's eyelashes trembled. He held the girl's hand looser.
Speaking of this, Qing Wu whispered, his face a little embarrassed and tangled. Name.
His tone was gentle: "Can't you... tell me?"
It's not that you can't. She thought so, but she nodded evilly.
The other party completely let go of her and murmured in a low voice: "That's it..."
There was no emotion in his tone, but his long eyelashes drooped like a cat that had been neglected by its owner, which was a bit pitiful.
Qingwu felt a little strange.
He obviously only spent half an hour with her dressed as a woman, so why did he show such emotions in front of him?
She called Bo Bo to ask about the progress of the mission.
55%. Just barely passed the halfway mark.
She blinked.
Speaking of the progress bar, she remembered its convulsive ups and downs this month.
It suddenly rose from 35% to 40%, and then dropped back to 35%. This was the first time she knew that this thing could be retracted.
Then it inexplicably rose to 45%.
In response, Qingwu gave up studying it. Probably something went wrong with Bodhi.
Looking at the boy in front of her, she smiled and waved: "Then, goodbye."
The other party looked at her and whispered goodbye. After that, she left...
The young man in white stands silently, like a lotus in the snow-capped mountains, unstained by dust, noble and elegant, with the colored lights on both sides becoming the background.
The young man stepped forward and asked: "Sir, do you want to go back?"
"Well", he raised his eyes slightly, his beautiful pupils reflected the light of the Kongming Lantern in the sky, "Go back."
The senior brothers all said that the town was very lively on the day of the Qiqiao Festival, so they asked him to go out and walk around, maybe he could meet someone he was destined for.
He pursed his thin lips slightly and looked at the happy faces of passers-by, but felt nothing in his heart.
When he turned around and walked back, he saw the lotus lantern in the boy's hand weighed down by a pile of snacks.
He paused.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
"This lamp..."
The boy followed his line of sight and looked down and saw the lantern in his hand, and then let out an ouch.
"This is that girl's lantern. It was inconvenient for her to go shopping before, so she let the younger one hold it. Now she forgot to return it, but what should I do?"
The young man blinked and stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
……
Qingwu returned to the bridge where he first separated from Xiaoran and the others, and found that the two of them were waiting there boredly, with their masks already taken off.
Xiao Ran, who was dressed in white, was leaning against the tree by the river with her hands folded and twirling her mask in one hand. Gu Yuling was squatting on the ground, her pink skirt spread out, holding a branch in her hand and shaking it slightly.
The first person to see Qingwu was Xiaoran.
Seeing the girl in green walking over, she stood up straight and her eyes brightened: "Palace Master."
Gu Yuling, who was squatting, raised his head happily when he heard this. He was a little worried and scolded and said: "Sister Xiao, Palace Master Xiao, where have you been? You promised to wait for us where you are."
Qingwu took off the white cat mask and replied casually: "I met an old friend by chance and talked about the past."
(End of chapter)