After Crossing, My Modifier Disappeared

No, I need to add another 'crumb'.

"How come..." Shi Yan sneered, "Aren't you allowed me to come and see you?"

"Bringing my little lover to see me?" The proprietress of the tavern played with the thin curly hair falling from her ear.

"Not a little lover!" Shi Yan was almost helpless.

"In the future it will be."

Oops... Shi Yan suddenly found that he really seemed unable to refute.

What's the matter with this feeling of being poked in the gut.

part.328 Shi's Family—Emperor Empress Dowager! [One more 4K5]

Shi Yan looked at the beauty in front of him with some embarrassment.

The proprietress of the tavern mixed the wine in an unhurried manner, her face almost deliberately ... put on a sad look as if she had been neglected.

To be honest... Shi Yan had to admit it.

The woman was right.

So far, every time I find her, it is because of something.

This time is of course no exception.

But... who made this woman so dangerous.

Like a bouquet of poisonous flowers.

Still love poison.

I feel like I can't stand it.

To this day, Shi Yan recalls the study room on the second floor of the tavern——

The woman slowly fell back on the desk, looking at herself ecstatically.Confid in a soft voice, saying... because of the agreement, when she can't take the initiative to attack herself.It's an appearance that is so charming that it wants to fascinate all living beings.

Leprechaun.

A total goblin.

It's still the kind of goblin who will make people willing to let them drain everything.

Invisibility and bowing, the mist covers the moon and the flowers bloom well.

The so-called glamorous scenery is just like that.

Shi Yan looked at the proprietress of the tavern.

The woman pretended to be sad, and her eyes that seemed to be watery were clearly full of smiles.

Retreat to advance?

No.

That was Chi Guoguo's conspiracy.

Even if Shi Yan has all kinds of excuses in his heart now, he can't speak, let alone Shi Yan has never been the kind of person who uses prevarication to perfuse girls.

She usually just cajoles directly.The last thing to do is to leave the clothes and be a flirtatious lover... "cross out".

Lowering his head, Shi Yan said sorry softly.

The brows and eyes of the proprietress of the tavern were also bent.

thump—

There was a loud bang.

The pure color mandala with a cold face knocked the empty cup on the table, his small face was indescribably delicious.

"This guy..."

"This guy is really annoying."

"but--"

"Is it my illusion?" Pure Color Mandala looked at the proprietress of the tavern.

"Why... do I feel that this guy is familiar?"

"Although I can't remember who this guy is at all."

The proprietress of the tavern was not in a hurry.

She just slowly lifted the milk jug and poured it on Xiaojingseman.

Then he gently pushed a small cup of tea-colored wine to Shi Yan's hand.

Pure Color Mandala wanted to fight for it, but Shi Yan grabbed his wrist.

"Children are not allowed to drink."

"Who...who is a child!" Pure Color Mandala's eyes widened, "I am bigger than your grandma...bigger than your grandma's grandma!"

On the side, the proprietress of the tavern couldn't help but sneered.

Xiao Jingse immediately felt as if his hair was fried, and wanted to stand up when he patted the table.

But...Although it is a world of fairy tales.

The layout of the tavern has a slightly modern atmosphere.

For example, the alluring high-slit sleeveless cheongsam worn by the proprietress, or...the high stool that can only be sat on by the pure color mandala.

So... the girl slapped the table, but her feet missed the ground.

not...enough...to...ground...

The slender feet stretched straight, and they swiped in the air.

Even if it was a celestial devil like the Pure Color Mandala, his little face was dyed with that beautiful, light pink peach blossom-like color in an instant.

"laugh--"

"laugh--"

Mingming Shiyan and the proprietress of the tavern both tried their best not to laugh with sullen faces.

But... Pure Color Mandala still felt that these two people laughed out loud.

"Light soul!!!"

"You're laughing!"

"You must be laughing!"

"I'm definitely laughing out loud!"

She had never felt so ashamed of herself.

Do not--

To be more precise, before meeting this Hun Dan, he seemed to have never been so ashamed.

Changing one's life in another day... Will even one's temper become so bad?

Whether he is a demon or she is a demon.

The girl's shoulders were trembling slightly, her eyes were red as if she might cry at any moment.

But... if you cry out, the "mighty" career of the demon will probably come to an end here.

My own positioning will probably gradually become the so-called...cute thing?

Pure Color Mandala: "I can't accept it!!!"

She could only pretend that she didn't hear or see anything, holding Kui's milk cup with both hands.

Look dead!

Treat milk like wine!

The delicate body is straight and her eyes are firm. The girl holds the milk like a warrior who is "going to die".

Pure Color Mandala glanced at Ming Zhongqing, who was standing next to him as a drunken woman.

At this time, the girls envied her very much.

"Sooner... sooner or later..."

"My Lord Omen will let you understand the price you need to pay for laughing at an Omen."

"Let you all cry and beg me, Lord Tenma!"

Integrating all the grief and indignation into the milk, Pure Color Mandala held the cup with both hands and gulped down.

Shi Yan looked at the Pure Color Mandala that he had added to his play.

Honestly...she really hasn't thought about it that much.

And then—

How can Xiao Jingse's naive look make people feel that she is embarrassing?

Shi Yan only thinks girls are cute and cute.

Compared with the pure color mandala, Shi Yan himself is more like a heavenly demon.

She slowly picked up the cup in front of her.

The tea-colored liquor swayed in the cup, and when I lowered my head to sniff it, it seemed to have a slightly astringent fruity aroma.

Shi Yan raised his glass to the proprietress of the tavern.

She was the one who was really ready to lose... shame.

boom--

Cups collide.

Shi Yan took a small sip.

The tavern proprietress stared at the girl in front of her.