Fast Transmigration: The Villain, You Are Poisonous

Chapter 137 Young Master Wushuang (11)

"My lord, please abide by the rules, and show your heart to the person you like after two months." His dark pupils are as quiet and mysterious as the night, and the light shining from them is unpredictable.

Bai Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, and didn't speak any more. Instead, he picked up a lot of meat with his chopsticks, "Open your mouth."

Shi Wushuang shook his head, "I will get fat."

"If you get fat, you will die. Do you have to be as thin as a bamboo pole to look good? Be obedient and open your mouth..." After eating so much, she was still hungry. Shi Wushuang didn't eat anything all afternoon, so it's no wonder she wasn't hungry .

"Don't eat."

"good."

"Don't eat."

"good."

"Don't eat."

"You fucking eat it for me!!" Bai Mo stopped the ink and directly smashed the meat into his mouth.

Attracted by Bai Mo's shout, everyone looked here again, and then saw her with one foot on the table, aggressively...feeding Shi Wushuang.

Nima's jaw is going to drop in shock, okay?
After recovering from a serious illness, you have a hobby? ?

"Wan'er, pay attention to propriety." The empress rarely ordered, "Everyone is in high spirits. I heard that Mr. Shi's flute skills are superb. I wonder if I can help everyone today?"

Add to the fun?

Bai Mo tilted his head, and the pupils accounted for most of his eyes, which was different from the roughness of the women here, because Shang Guiwan was stupid early, and he didn't practice martial arts since he was a child, and he didn't have to go to the mountains to cut firewood to support his family like ordinary people. So it looks rather fragile. "Do you want to go?" After finishing speaking, he added worriedly, "If you don't want to go, then don't go."

These words warmed Shi Wushuang's heart, and his eyes became less rigid, "Yes."

After saying that, he took out a flute from his big red sleeve. The body of the flute is white, and the tail is outlined by bright red lines.

"Wu Shuang made a fool of himself."

At the same time as the red lips are attached, the sound of the flute floats melodiously in the air, and the beautiful rhythm spreads in the ears, like a gurgling stream, mellow and clear, singing lightly; Lead Chinese carvings, fresh and natural.

The man is standing with a flute, red clothes and black hair, fluttering in the breeze, his skin is faintly shiny and flowing, his eyes are shining like glass, accompanied by the sound of the flute, making people mesmerized.

Bai Mo expressed a little jealousy here.

Why does her little cutie let others see? !no!
Thinking of this, she immediately shook her head, rushed over like flying, and snatched the flute from his hand.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Shi Wushuang looked at her in a daze, his hands still kept their original appearance.

Wang Yanyu was excited when he heard it, he opened his eyes blankly and asked, "Why don't you blow it?"

Nangong Xue curled her lips and replied in a low voice: "Didn't you see that Shang Guiwan took the flute away?"

"Why take it?"

"who knows."

Here, Bai Mo and the others stared at each other, silently wiped the flute, and gave a perfect and impeccable smile. "Sister Huang, I like this deep flute!"

"..." This is why you snatched it away?

The queen waved her hand, and didn't care that Bai Mo interrupted everyone listening to the flute, "Then let's go here, thank you all my lovers for coming to the banquet today, I thank you on Wan'er's behalf."

"Well, thank you, thank you." Bai Mo echoed absently.

Staring intently at Shi Wushuang's rose petal-like lips.

Damn, when will I be able to kiss you!
　There is one last update~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)