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Chapter 21 Dead fish face?

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    "It's getting dark." Lie Zhan said.

    Xie Huansi heard the words and lay down on the grass, crossed his legs, "I'm an idler, and I'm no more busy with business than you. If you have something to do, you can go first."

    Hiding the identity of the King of War, she played like a monkey. Don't look at her seeming harmonious now, but in fact, there is nothing real. If she is tricked, she will be tricked. After all, she also ate his fish, but still  A little uneven.

    Lie Zhan watched her face become very fair under the moonlight, but his eyes flickered slightly when he heard these inexplicable ironic words.

    She seemed to know something.

    Thinking about it, Lie Zhan imitated Xie Huansi's appearance and lay on his back on the grass, revealing a bit of leisure, "Don't worry, it's quite comfortable to blow the night breeze."

    Xie also thought about it for a while, and looked at Lie Zhan with some annoyance, "I just asked directly, do you know me?"

    Lie Zhan hummed.

    "Know where my home is? Know my name?"

    "Well," Lie Zhan hummed lightly, and then said, "Although you told me that your name is Xie Rong, I know your name is Huan Si."

    Most people in the Dalin Dynasty are addressed by characters, but they don't use their names very much.

    "Why did you lie to me? Lord Zhan."

    "Cheat is not a good word." Lie Zhan raised the corners of his lips, put his elbows on the ground, supported his leaning body, and looked into Xie Huansi's eyes, "I said I was called Lie Zhan, but I just thought you knew Lie Zhan  Zhan is the prince of Zhan, and I never thought you didn't know."

    Xie Huansi looked at Lie Zhan's hair swaying gently in front of his eyes, but he couldn't stop this peerless and sinking face, especially the faint smile, and there was something called joking in his eyes,  Xie Huansi couldn't help being startled, his heart started beating, and then he was so ashamed and annoyed that he hurriedly turned his face away, "Turn your dead fish face away."

    Battle:?  ?  ?

    WTF?  ?  ?

    Dead fish face?  ?  ?

    Lie Zhan's infatuating smile faded instantly, and his expression cracked a bit. His face was sharp, stern and dignified, and he looked like a fish.

    "Look clearly, how do I look like a dead fish?" Lie Zhan seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

    "I don't want to watch!" Xie Huansi was lying on the grass with his body straight and stiff at the moment, his eyes were fixed on the moon in the sky and he didn't move, but his heart was beating all the time, and even his face felt hot.

    "Cut." Lie Zhan snorted, and resumed his lying position, muttering, "Would you like to watch it or not." But the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was very happy.

    When he was with Xie Huansi, he always felt very relaxed.

    As for Hui Yue and the others, they were hiding around Chen Tang energetically. Although it was already midnight, they were quite reliable as the confidantes of the King of War.  Seeing the white cat, Huiyue scratched the long stubble, "Is this cat coming yet?"

    Puzzled, Hui Yue watched a man in white rushing over from the roof, and saw that he was tall and tall, like a man, with neat movements, Hui Yue picked up the saber and moved towards the man in white.

    The man in white was walking on the ridge of the roof, not the ridge of Lord Zhan's bedroom. At this moment, he felt a strong breath coming from behind. He quickly turned around, turned around and said quickly, "It's me, it's me."

    Hui Yue saw this person, quickly stopped her momentum, and landed steadily on the ridge of the roof, "No, Hui Ying, why are you dressed like this?"

    In the past, he was dressed in black, neither stern nor lively, but now he was wearing white clothes, fanning gently with a folding fan in his hand, and two locks of long hair left at the temples, to be honest, a bit greasy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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