snow white his stepmother

An Jie hadn't recovered from his panic when he saw the Bryn Bulin's men's suit.

...Eheh?

An Jie silently glanced at the men's clothing, then at Bai Xue next to him, and then at the men's clothing again.

If he really thought like that in his heart - Bai Xue's abnormality is really pitiful.

Thinking of this, An Jie's fear eased. He coughed twice and said, "Then go out first, and I'll just change my clothes right away."

Then he thought he saw anticipation and doubt in someone's impassive expression.

After Bai Xue left the room and closed the door, An Jie laughed out loud.

——If the so-called revenge means wearing men's clothing to attend the ball, the "Queen" might really be angry.

——The shift of power has brought about the reappearance of the humiliating past, which may be a shame to the former "Queen", but... the current Queen has put new wine in an old bottle, if she is humiliated like this, I am really sorry The b grid.

An Jie, who was always easygoing, felt relaxed again. He took off the clothes on his body, pulled out the soft chest that he couldn't bear to look at very simply, and stuffed it into the quilt, and then took the chest wrap prepared by Baixue Wrap it with a cloth belt, and finally put on the men's clothes one by one - he stood in front of the mirror and looked at it: Sure enough, the jade tree is facing the wind.

An Jie felt relieved after a heavy day, and he made a new assessment of King Kong Barbie Baixue—this person might not kill him easily, because he used it to take revenge on his stepmother who had humiliated him. It's just that it's also a different disguise, and it's just an eye for an eye.

An Jie brushed back his long hair, and was about to tie it with a ribbon, when he heard someone knocking at the door, it was Bai Xue: "Queen, are you ready, may I come in?"

While tying the ribbon on his hair, An Jie said, "Yes, please come in."

Bai Xue opened the door and walked in, and saw the empress mother whom he had known for many years putting her satin-like black long hair behind her head.

The man had a relaxed expression on his face, no makeup applied, and the neat men's clothes fit his slender figure, making his hands and legs long, and his waist and back straight, which seemed more suitable than the previous clothes.

——It was what he expected, but it was also unexpected.

Bai Xue smiled slightly, and walked quietly behind the person in front of the mirror. He reached out and grabbed the satin-like smooth long hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and asked softly, "Mother, let me cut your hair off." ?"

"Okay." The person in the mirror answered without thinking, as if the question was in line with his intentions, and then there was an obvious pause in the next second, as if he was frightened by what he blurted out.

An Jie heard his heart beating violently. He looked at Bai Xue in the mirror, and found that Bai Xue was still wearing women's clothing, but the makeup on his face was much lighter—at least he took off the iconic black feather eyelashes, which was always there before. The blurred expression became much clearer.

"If you cut it off... it would be more in line with my current clothes." An Jie lowered his eyes, casually arranged the clothes on his body, and tried to put on a natural expression.

Bai Xue didn't continue to study the flaws revealed in his answer, but went to the bedside table next to the bed, found a pair of scissors from it, and went back behind An Jie to remove the ribbon from his hair.

"Then, please allow me to cut the queen mother's hair." Bai Xue also lowered her eyes, only allowing An Jie to see the corners of his mouth curled up.

Damn ass ass ass! ! !Must have been found!Must have been found!

Would the "Queen" be so happy to let the powerful Bai Xue cut his hair? !Obviously not! ! !

It wasn't long before An Jie relaxed, but his mood was ups and downs in fright of Bai Xue like this, and he almost wanted to smash his mouth that couldn't be controlled once he relaxed.

He watched in horror that Bai Xue, who was much taller than him, was standing behind him, slowly combing his hair with one hand, and holding scissors in the other, as if he was going to grab his hair and pull it back at the next moment. His neck was exposed to the air and he was stabbed with scissors!Stab him to death, the lonely ghost who has taken over his enemy's body!

Click!

An Jie shivered!Then a lock of hair was seen falling to the ground.

"Queen, don't be afraid, my skills are not bad." Bai Xue bent down slightly, put her lips next to An Jie's ear, and said softly.

An Jie smiled stiffly, and said dryly, "Okay."

——Will Bai Xue become angry because the enemy's body is taken by outsiders and cannot use the method of revenge?

——So he will simply change the method to torture your body instead of your mind and start to torture your body?

An Jie complained like a barrage in his heart, as if this would relieve his tension, and when he recovered, his hair had already been cut into a pot lid by Bai Xue.

An Jie looked at Bai Xue's serious expression with a paralyzed face, and thought: Mom, I didn't expect that I would take the route of a middle school boy, and Snow White's craftsmanship is surprisingly superb, haha.

The last strand of hair was cut off, and Bai Xue trimmed the imperfections, and then held the Queen's head with both hands, making him face the mirror so that he could look at it for flaws.

Then Bai Xue nodded in satisfaction, and was about to put away the scissors, when she saw her dazed mother suddenly grabbed his hand and said very quickly, "May I have a lock of your long hair?"

"Ah?" Bai Xue was taken aback, and couldn't help but ask back.

But his stepmother seemed to be taken aback, shivered a bit, let go of her hand and pretended to be calm: "It's nothing, I just asked casually."

Bai Xue blinked, turned around and put the scissors back in place, and smiled with interest where the queen could not see.

An Jie's heart was still beating violently, and he was led by Bai Xue to the door.

As soon as he walked out of the room door, An Jie heard the faint sound of music not far away.

Snow White led him through a long corridor, around a quiet garden, and past a fountain with flying cherubs, until he came to an open square, where the starlight in the sky could not match the light of the ball.

It's like what most people imagine about a ball in a fairy tale: bright lights, busy servants walking around, good wine and food, perfume and fine clothes, and beautiful women and... men in women's clothes.

Men in women's clothes and women in women's clothes danced to the music, with elegant and casual steps, and the joy was evident on every youthful face.

Some people saw the queen and princess approaching and saluted them happily, then continued to immerse themselves in their own world.

It was different from what An Jie thought.

His head collapsed like a mourning ball, his skirts swirled like lilies in bloom, and he, the odd man in men's clothes, was like a weird wooden stake standing inside. .

It was also inexplicably embarrassing.

An Jie glanced at Bai Xue silently, and found that he happened to be looking over. When their eyes met, Bai Xue smiled and stretched out her hand to An Jie: "Mother, can I invite you?"

——You are welcome, please be sure to let me do whatever I want, you are the protagonist and you are the biggest.

An Jie complained silently in his heart, and then stretched out his hand: "I'm not very good at dancing."

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Bai Xue seemed very happy, he pulled his queen mother and spun into the crowd like a flower with a smile.

An Jie who was being guided was almost on the same arm and foot. Fortunately, Bai Xue was very strong, so she directly lifted him up and hugged him in circles, just like a dodder flower hugging a branch that has always been clinging to, the young face There is a strange excitement.

An Jie couldn't do it in embarrassment. He felt that he was just a big frog who just broke into the sea of ​​flowers, and he was simply out of place.

And the singer sang:

"Gentle the hem of my skirt,

fluttering my skirt,

The funeral ball has begun,

The evil witch fell to hell.

Gently skirt my skirt,

fluttering my skirt,

The foolish lamb has fallen into the wolf's mouth,

The vicious devil spread his claws. "

An Jie was stupefied. He felt a little tired, so he couldn't help leaning on Bai Xue's shoulder.

Soft, clinging to him.