Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3258 God in the heart: The princess’s sick dahlia (12)

   "Yes, the host!" The soft and waxy voice like cotton candy resounded in a sea of ​​consciousness that only Huaqi could hear, and the Bai Tuanzi-like system sternly clenched its paws. "She is the villain of this plane, she has the aura of the emperor star on her body."

   "Host, you must seduce her well!" Tuanzi's eyes almost penetrated the virtual space and stuck to the white back, wishing to transform into a wolf and rush the villain.

  Huaqi: "..."

   "You are more active than me."

   "If you don't work actively, you will eat dirt when you go back!"

  Huaqi squinted her eyes, the raised fox eyes outlined cold and gorgeous arcs, as if with sharp thorns, infested with poisonous roses, blooming in the most swaggering appearance.

  And in the box,

  Low luxury and exquisite, incense curls up, faintly lingering in the room.

  Dye Bai didn't like the smell, so people removed the incense, but still felt that the smell remaining in the air was unpleasant.

  The princess really missed the clear and clean fragrance of pear blossoms on the young luthier.

  She lowered her eyes alone, leaning on the soft couch lazily, with an unclear expression.

  Fortunately, the person who was thinking in his heart, but he came in a short time.

   "Your Highness."

  The voice of the boy was also clean like a bright moon, like the only touch of whiteness in this world.

  Among so many people,

  Only when Jin Yao calls her, it sounds best and most pleasant to the ear.

  Ranbai raised her eyes and looked at Jin Yao, her peach blossom eyes were not bottomed, her sight was very calm, she did not have the desire for joy and desire that she should have in dreaming.

  There are only two people in the box, Ranbai and Jinyao.

  Ranbai has always disliked the presence of others, so people all retreat.

   "Sit." The princess lifted her white chin and motioned for people to sit down.

  The young man's snow clothes are picturesque, and the city is stunning.

   Sitting quietly and indifferently on the other side of the white, there is a sense of loneliness and independence, but it seems a little good.

   Staring at the young boy's slight distance, Ran Bai looked unclear, but impatiently ordered in a cold voice: "Get closer."

  Jin Yao paused, then approached obediently.

  It wasn't until the faint pear flower scent lingered in the air, dispelling the original scent of scent, and the whitening mood was a little more relaxed.

  The night was deep, foggy, and the wind was a bit chilly.

  But in the dream floating life, the lights are bright, and the night is endless, there are laughter, lewdness and beauty, but the atmosphere in this box is quiet and indifferent.

Dyeing white slowly and clinging to the wine cup, pouring a glass of wine gracefully, the wine is clear and intoxicating, against the cold white of the fingertips, with the subtle sound of the wine falling into the wine glass, the princess’s cool tone fell along with it. No emotion can be heard in the tone: "I heard that you don't see guests?"

  Jin Yao looked straight at the princess's face without offending, his eyes drooping slightly on the pouring hand, and he whispered: "His Royal Highness may not be a guest."

  Ranbai smiled, and did not ask this question too much, just as she never mentioned the initial encounter, but only asked why Jin Yao was in the palace.

  Maybe it's not interested, maybe it's not necessary.

   "Can you drink?" Dye Bai asked flatly.

   "Yes." Jin Yao nodded without hesitation.

  Ranbai gave a hum, and personally poured a glass of wine. The purple sleeves fell down and it was difficult to hide a part of the wrist. The movements were pleasing to the eye, and they were all graces belonging to the royal family.

  She said nothing, and handed the glass of wine to Jin Yao.

  The young man stretched out his hand to take it, and the joints were as slender as snow, and the wine glass was also exquisitely three-pointed.

  His long eyelashes covered the dark under his eyes and drank the strong alcohol.

  Ranbai smiled and looked at Jin Yao, the wine in the glass swayed from side to side, and she seemed to be carrying a sword with light and sword in a trance.

  The princess's aura has not converged. When getting along, she always feels oppressive and dare not get close. That kind of distance separates the two worlds.

"how is the taste?"

  Jin Yao didn’t think about anything, but said the truth: "Wei Lie."

  The sound is clean and slightly dumb, but it is even more confusing.

  Ranbai listened to this voice, thinking indifferently.

   is reserved for calling later, it should be better to hear.

The indifferent and dark eyes of the teenager were smeared with a three-point hazy feeling of drunkenness and not drunk because of the stimulation of the strong wine. Destroy desire.

Dyed white and cold fingertips slightly rubbed the cumbersome lines carved on the wine glass, with an unfathomable expression. He looked at Jin Yao like that. After a short pause, he smiled and told Jin Yao, "The temple has always liked spirits. ."

The princess raised her eyes slightly, and she drank the wine in the glass without changing her face. Instead, she was accustomed to calmness, acting like flowing water with a bit of silent desire, but because of her cold temperament she did not dare to make people. Blasphemy.

  Jin Yao stared at the girl’s long and slender neckline, and the curve that he stretched out was so beautiful that he could see the dark blue blood vessels, which looked very fragile.

  The boy's pupils darkened by three minutes, and a second before the princess put down the wine glass, she looked back without moving her eyes.

  Ranbai said: "I heard that you can play the piano."

  More than hearing.

  More than one word.

  One guqin, one pair of hands.

   Dial to make an eternal sound.

  In the box,

  The window was ajar, a ray of moonlight flickering and dimming with the light shattered and intertwined and fell on the young man, pure and silent like a son falling into mortal dust.

  In front of him was a guqin with a thin pear pattern carved on it. The young man’s slender fingers were placed on it, stroking the strings, and the fingertips were glowing with cold moonlight white, like the delicate and gentle light of dawn.

  The mountain and running water pouring out from the fingertips, the feeling of the breeze and the bright moon, flowing slowly in the depths of the soul, it seems to be the fairy music of the nine layers of heaven, the sound of ancient times, it is as mesmerized as to be intoxicated.

  The sound of the piano reverberated in the room, falling on the ears of Yian Bai with the moonlight.

  I didn't admit it until I heard the sound of the young luthier.

  Ronghua is full of capital, indeed deserves its name.

  The box is very quiet, so quiet that it is not like this world of pleasure, and it is incompatible with the dream of drunk life and dreams.

  Only the sound of the piano reverberates.

  Xueyi's young man has a strong character, and the princess closed her eyes and listened.

  This bomb lasted more than two hours without any interruption in the middle.

  The repertoire has changed one after another, but all of them are superb.

  A song has just fallen, and the remaining sound is long and profound. Jin Yao just wanted to play the next song, but was interrupted by the princess's understatement:

"All right."

  The boy's action stopped there.

  Ranbai opened his eyes and glanced at the Xueyi boy next to the guqin.

  A musical instrument like the guqin is very elegant and old-fashioned.

  She has a beautiful forehead, which seems to be smiling, but it seems that she is not smiling: "Come here."

  Jin Yao got up and walked over without a hassle.

  "My son, these hands are really wonderful." This is regarded as praise.

  Ranbai glanced at the young man’s slender fingers hanging beside him, and asked tepidly, "Are you tired?"

  The young man shook his head slightly, his voice was nice, far better than the sound of the piano: "If your Royal Highness likes it, Jin Yao can..."

  (End of this chapter)