Female Knight and Male Princess

"The eye of God, the ear of God, the hand of God, the will of God. The light of God protects you, the first person in the world. You will be crowned, you will wear supreme glory, and you will be the most loyal son of Moore. Min. Please recite, Master Saint."

The last long tail of the man disappeared into the air in the hall, and the blond girl knelt on the ground, religiously took the white robe in Daniel's hand, and put it on her thin back.

The crowd burst into a huge cheer, and they yelled excitedly: "Master Saint! Master Saint!" The voice was full of enthusiasm.

The girl was obviously not used to such a scene. She squeezed the corners of her skirt a little timidly, and small beads of sweat began to flow on her red cheeks.

"My lord, please go to the high platform." Daniel guided softly.

"But, Daniel, I..." She couldn't tell that she was afraid that she could be selected by Moore to become a great saint. This is what every girl in the Leon family expects. Now that he has been crowned, but behaves so weakly, this is a shame for the family.

A lady standing in the corner hesitated and walked up to the girl: "Don't be afraid, Tyler, those are people who love you. Go to the high platform and smile at them."

"Mother…"

"Go, Tyler, good boy."

The girl took a deep breath and walked slowly to the high platform outside the hall. The huge sound almost lifted her up, and the petite saint was standing ten feet away from her. People rushed forward frantically, hoping to kiss the saint's toes.

After the initial shock, the girl gradually calmed down. She raised her right hand and waved, then smiled again as her mother ordered.

"Master Saint! Master Saint!..."

People shouted, the shouts became louder and more orderly. This was the first celebration of the rest of their lives, and the residents on the West continent thought that the War of the Fire Kite was about to come again, and the crisis was suddenly lifted.

The black mist over the dark dense forest gathered again, the natural disaster disappeared, and everything was restored to a peaceful and peaceful scene. People were talking about it, wondering if it was a blessing from the gods.

Until the saint's chief attendant returned to the imperial capital, bringing the saint's sacrifice to disappear.

"Oh my god, my saint..." People were crying, and those who once questioned the saint became the most devout believers. Their faces were full of grief, mourning the great girl who lost her life for West.

Sadness is always short-lived. Soon, the temple chose a replacement saint. The new saint was only eight years old and was also born in the Leon family and was the cousin of the dead princess. To commemorate the return of the soul to Moore's former saint, the little girl was renamed Taylor.

"Another lie." Vincent looked at the cheering crowd from a distance.

The people are always blind, blind faith, blind worry, blind joy, and blind sorrow. They didn't even know that the person they were mourning was a man, and they didn't even know the existence of another who had departed sadly.

"Once a lie is spoken, it can't be taken back. The snowball rolls bigger and bigger, and it will eventually become something no one can control." Matthew sighed.

However, none of the people on the high platform and the people under the high platform cares.

"Let's go." Vincent didn't want to look anymore.

"Do you really plan to go wandering with me? Don't you want to be the lord of Tanner City?"

"Tanna City has my uncle to worry about." Vincent didn't want to say more. After experiencing the past, he thought that everyone should not be able to go back to the past.

Arthur returned to Uta Mountain, but they agreed that they would take the boy with them when they traveled to Constantine. Orville, after passing the news of Taylor's death, the youth disappeared without a trace. It is no wonder that the envoy who completed the mission will naturally return to Moore. As for Lan Weiwei...

He did not witness what happened at the altar. After Lan Weiwei and Orville left, Arthur wanted to catch up but was stopped by Matthew.

The mood at that moment, Vincent no longer wanted to recollect. When he saw Orville returning with the unconscious Lan Weiwei, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

sad? Regret? Regret it? The selfishness and despicability in human nature can only be manifested fully when forced to make a choice.

The youth couldn't face Lan Weiwei, and Lan Weiwei probably didn't want to face them anymore.

"The Son of Darkness is gone." Orville stared blankly at the dense forest that began to surging in the distance, but this time the dense forest did not open, but closed.

"... Where's Tyler?" Matthew asked hardly.

Orville didn't say anything, but handed the unconscious Lan Weiwei to Vincent's hands: "She shouldn't want to see me, take good care of her."

That was the last time they saw Orville.

After waking up, Lan Weiwei did not cry or laugh, but stubbornly wanted to go to Garcia's manor. "I want to go home..." the girl whispered, "Go home..."

They sneaked into the deserted manor, in the hall of the tower, the teleportation circle still shimmered. That was the last thing Tyler left for Lan Weiwei. I didn't want to admit this fact. The only thing that supported the girl was the only faith to go home.

You can forget all this when you go back. It's just a dream. Why am I so sad.

The toes lightly touched the complicated patterns on the magic circle, and in an instant, the silver light rose into the sky. Across the dazzling light, Lan Weiwei looked around at the three familiar faces outside the circle. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound in her throat. The happy memories of the past have become even more painful knives in retrospect. A knife was cut in her heart, but the blood couldn't flow out.

Because it was cold, she thought blankly, blood vessels, nerves, and even the moving eyeballs were stagnant. The walking dead? Lan Weiwei found a term for her current state.

Oh, yes, I don't have the faith to live anymore.

But suicide can't be done. Without Taylor, I would become that coward again.

"Sister Weiwei..." Arthur looked at Lan Weiwei reluctantly, and the little boy bit his lip. "Will you come back?"

Lan Weiwei wanted to smile, worked hard for a long time, but only squeezed out a stiff expression.

Seeing that the little boy wanted to continue to ask, Matthew stopped him: "Arthur, stop talking." The gray-haired youth sighed, "Then, goodbye, Vivi."

Although they all know that this time is Yong Jue.

"Goodbye, Weiwei." Vincent's face was still cold and calm, but Lan Weiwei could see clearly the sadness in the calm.

"Say goodbye to Vivi, Arthur."

Arthur was about to cry, he sniffed hard, and said goodbye dully, "Goodbye, sister Weiwei."

goodbye.

The light grew stronger and stronger, until Lan Weiwei's figure was completely shrouded in it. The gust of wind rolled, and the beam of light kept flickering. When everything calmed down, only dim spells remained on the stone slab.

Just like when she was called last time, Lan Weiwei found herself back home in the blink of an eye.

The computer screen still flickered with a faint blue light. The mug next to the mouse was steaming hot, and the speaker kept beeping, and the friends in the group were chatting in full swing. Except for the bowl of instant noodles that were taken away together, everything was exactly the same as before Lan Weiwei left.

It was as if the half-year time was just a dream. The girl woke up from the dream and found that she had accidentally fallen asleep. The despair, nostalgia, and the sweetness of passing away are nothing but hallucinations given to her by Dream God.

"I'm home..." Lan Weiwei sat wearily in front of the computer, and subconsciously, she reached out for the mouse, but was severely stabbed by the sudden pain.

"What's the matter? Leaked electricity?" Lan Weiwei spread out her palm, and a circle of golden lines slowly appeared in the smooth palm. The pattern is twisted and complicated, much like the magic circle that Taylor usually draws.

Lan Weiwei remembered in a daze, she exchanged blood with Taylor, and now Taylor's blood was flowing in her body. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, and the dream was not a dream, so Lan Weiwei didn't even have an excuse to deceive herself. He possesses Taylor's power, but to Lan Weiwei, these magics are useless.

Go to sleep, she staggered to her feet. There was no light in the room, Lan Weiwei fumbled to the bedroom based on memory. The door was vacant, and in the quiet darkness, the whole room looked like a tomb.

With vain footsteps step by step on the cotton, Lan Weiwei fell heavily on the soft bedding. She couldn't see her fingers in the room, and she didn't bother to turn on the light.

No, Lan Weiwei felt something wrong. The sound of Qing Qian's breathing appeared in the quiet room, not only from her, but also from another person. She stretched out her hand a little hesitantly, and all her tentacles touched was a piece of warm skin, which was slightly heaving up and down because of her deep sleep.

What, what's going on? !

Lan Weiwei is sure that this is her home, and only she has the key in the house. An astonishing thought suddenly popped into his mind, but it was impossible. She watched Tyler jump off the altar, and after the silver light soaring into the sky, Shire was wiped out, and Tyler was gone.

Yeah, Taylor just disappeared, she didn't see his death with her own eyes. maybe…

With a fast heartbeat, Lan Weiwei straightened up and hurried to the door. The switch of the top light is at her hand, and she can know whether her guess is true or not with just one tap.

With fingertips on the cold button, Lan Weiwei found herself shaking with nervousness. Press it down, Lan Weiwei. She took a hard breath.

"Weiwei?" A slightly sleepy questioning sound clicked, and Lan Weiwei pressed the switch of the top light.

The light of the incandescent lamp was soft and warm. The familiar guy was sitting in the middle of a pile of puppets, his blond hair draped messily behind his head, and his handsome face was tired and pale. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, and the smile on his face was incredibly relaxed and soft.

"You..." Lan Weiwei's words choked in her throat.

"Vivi." Taylor stood up, trying to hug the girl who was weakly leaning against the wall.

"Get out!" Lan Weiwei shook off his hand fiercely.

Taylor was stunned. He looked at the angry girl in bewilderment: "It's me, Vivi. I'm not dead, there is a magic circle in the altar, and I was teleported here."

"I'll say it again, get out."

The look on Taylor's face was blank and pitiful, and Lan Weiwei ordered herself not to look at him. Push him out coldly. After closing the door, she buried her face in the quilt and started crying.

What the **** is this? Is it a surprise to betray yourself without permission, go to death on your own behalf, and then appear again when you are completely desperate? Is this a surprise? She just felt powerless.

What makes the girl sad is that the initiator did not realize his mistake at all. I don't need you to go up and down the fire for me, just don't leave me.

"Vivi, Vivi..." Taylor began to knock on the door bang.

I can't hear, can't hear, can't hear...

"Weiwei, I'm hungry." A shameless guy on the other end began to pretend to be pitiful.

Starving to death is best! Lan Weiwei thought viciously.

"Weiwei, I haven't eaten for two days. I don't know how to use those weird big guys in your family, I can only wait for you..." Taylor muttered aggrievedly, "but you never come back, I thought You don't want me anymore."

Obviously you left me first, okay?

"I know I did something wrong, I shouldn't lie to you." Taylor whispered, "But, I can't help it." He seemed to be choked up, "I only have you now, the saint is dead, I can't get back West, there is no mana..."

Tyler suddenly stopped talking. Is he crying? Lan Weiwei hated herself for not being angry, as long as she thought that the guy was crying silently, she couldn't help being angry with him.

Forget it, I'm completely lost.

Lan Weiwei sighed and gently opened the door. Before she could react, a warm embrace hugged her tightly. Tyler rubbed her neck contentedly and hummed triumphantly.

"You didn't cry?!" There were tears on Taylor's face, and the girl almost jumped up with anger, "You lied to me again!"

How could this princess do such a shameful thing. The real situation is that Taylor has cried fiercely several times during the two days he was waiting for Lan Weiwei, but will Princess Princess say such a shameful thing?

But Taylor still had to quibble: "I didn't lie to you, I was really hungry for two days."

"Don't think I will pity you!" Lan Weiwei struggled to make a profit, but found that Taylor was holding her tightly, almost rubbing her into the flesh and blood.

"I don't want you to pity me." As long as you love me, always and forever, love me.

The author has something to say: The text is completely over here, and the HE is good. [Smiling, the next is the stupid modern life of the couple and other miscellaneous specials. It is estimated that they will be four or five chapters.

I hope everyone will continue to support you╭（╯3╰）╮

The author of PS is going to be a fool

68 Knights and the room man and woman host modern extra

"Vivi, you haven't been online for several days? Where did you go?"

"At home, I'm a little busy lately."

"Cut, don't fool me, can you? What else can you do? Hasn't the last draft been handed in? The editor threatened you again?"

"No, it's just a private matter."

"Private matter?"

As soon as these two words came out, the friends in the group immediately exploded.

"Quickly explain honestly, is there a male ticket!"

"Vivi has a male ticket, my goodness! I'm still alone and a qaq"

"嘤嘤嘤, the concubines are not alive..."

"Your Majesty, don't you love your concubines anymore? [Tears rush in"

"Huh, traitorous concubine, this is what you deserve."

The chat history on the screen was refreshing rapidly, and seeing everyone's topic had flown from Lan Weiwei's male ticket to the jealousy of the harem, Lan Weiwei held her forehead and knew that the guys were such a virtue.

Taylor stood aside, pointing at the colorful text on the computer with a bewildered face: "This is what you mean by online chat? What are you talking about?"

It's better not to let Taylor know what kind of unscrupulous topics are usually talked about in the group. Taking into account Taylor's ability to learn against the sky, Lan Weiwei snapped and closed the computer.

"Didn't you say you were sleepy? Go to bed."

Lan Weiwei has been home for three days. In three days, they figured out the ins and outs of the matter. Taylor assured Lan Weiwei that he would never make such a claim in the future, and Lan Weiwei could only calm down.

But Vincent and the others thought that Taylor was dead, and Lan Weiwei felt it necessary to go back to West and tell them all the facts. Due to black magic, Taylor lost all his mana, while Lan Weiwei gained all of Taylor's power. In theory, Lan Weiwei could draw a summoning circle, and then the two of them would cross back. But there is a key problem, that is, Lan Weiwei does not have any knowledge of magic, let alone drawing high-level magic arrays.

The two people thought frustratedly for a few days, only Taylor taught Lan Weiwei to learn magic.

The promises made in the past have now come true, and Lan Weiwei is happy and happy. But at the bottom of her heart, she still felt that Taylor could not live such a shabby life. At least I had to go back to West and ransack the palace, and the girl secretly planned it in her heart.

Taylor was satisfied, and he had an unusual interest in every modern object. After trying to take the TV apart for the third time and being scolded by Lan Weiwei, Princess Princess was finally completely wronged.

"I just want to take a look."

"This breaks apart."

"I'm boring." Before Lan Weiwei could answer, Taylor began to talk about his grievances without stopping, "You don't let me go out, don't tell me what you are talking about, don't let me tear down the TV..."

Your Highness, you look so striking, will it make me stressful if you follow behind me? And I didn’t buy you a language learning book, you know what I’m talking about when you learn it. As for the TV, it really cannot be taken apart.

Of course, Lan Weiwei can't say these words, the ultimate secret to dealing with Tsundere is Shun Mao. She quickly lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes: "Okay, okay, my fault, but the TV really can't be taken apart."

"Then I want to sleep in your room."

I knew it was so! Lan Weiwei was helpless, and after tossing for so long, it turned out to be for this purpose! Lan Weiwei knew how small the eyes of Princess Princess were.

When arranging Taylor's room, Princess Princess was very dissatisfied with the smaller one she wanted to live in: "You promised to let me live in the larger one."

I don’t remember at all, okay!

Lan Weiwei tried to persuade him: "This room is only a little bit smaller, and the atmosphere of my room is not suitable for men to live in."

"You promised." Taylor was very persistent.

Lan Weiwei simply ignored him, who knew that not only did he not give up, but he was still excited. When he went to bed, he held the pillow and stood by the door complaining, trying everything possible to get Lan Weiwei to agree to live in his own room.

Now Lan Weiwei asked Tyler to go to bed, knowing that he was going to talk about it again.

"I want to sleep in your room."

"...Okay, I agree." Lan Weiwei couldn't hold on to a beautiful boy who looked at her pitifully all day long.

"Humph." Taylor triumphantly hugged the pillow and went to bed.

After chatting with friends for a while, sleepiness surged, and Lan Weiwei decided to go to sleep. Back in the room, Tyler lay honestly among the pile of puppets, looking like he was asleep.

"What are you doing?" Taylor turned his head and asked, awakened by Lan Weiwei's pillow pumping action.

"Uh, go to sleep next door."

I don't know why, Princess Princess's face began to change, first astonished, then embarrassed, then angry, and finally turned into anger.

Before Lan Weiwei could figure out the situation, Taylor snorted heavily, turned around and grouped herself into a ball.

This is definitely angry! what happened? What happened? Reminiscent of Tyler insisting on sleeping in Lan Weiwei's room, let me just say, is this guy still accounting for whose room is bigger and whose room is smaller?

Feeling helpless and shy in her heart, Lan Weiwei couldn't help but start to make up for the little theater that she had used before. She pretended to be calm and coughed twice: "Move over there, I want to sleep here."

If Tyler had a tail, the tail that was still drooping would definitely immediately stand up happily. Probably to express his reservedness, he snorted again, and then moved to the other side by a large margin.

I'm asking you to move over there, don't you move this way, don't you just get closer! Forget it, Lan Weiwei's face was hot, and she lay down beside Taylor cautiously. This is also good.

Close your eyes, and there is Taylor's familiar breath, soft, but can burn Lan Weiwei. She felt that her whole body was boiling, and she wanted to order herself to calm down and sleep, but she couldn't do it anyway.

Suddenly, Lan Weiwei felt her hand being gently held. She opened her eyes, Taylor was sleeping soundly, but the sneaky paw was clearly resting on the back of Lan Weiwei's hand.

Die Tsundere.

The corners of her mouth could not be restrained from rising up on the ground, Lan Weiwei gently hooked that slender hand.

Go to sleep, in the quiet summer night.

The author has something to say: Is the nest a manuscript box?╭(╯3╰)╮

69 Knights and Dignity

"I don't have any clothes to wear." Tyler stood pitifully at the door of the kitchen, draped in Lan Weiwei's suede sheet, exposing a large white skin on his chest. The blonde hair was scattered casually, like a beautiful silk in the rising sun.

At present, Lan Weiwei couldn't help but sighed: "Didn't you buy clothes for you?"

"That one is short, you have to buy me a new one, I have to try it myself." Taylor is serious

It is so rigorous, and the ultimate goal is not to go out. Lan Weiwei couldn't resist Taylor's poor offensive the most, but she really didn't have the courage to take Taylor out. Such a super beautiful boy with blonde hair and red eyes, as long as he pulls out the door, he will be strongly watched.

"I want to go out, I want to buy clothes..." Taylor began to whisper.

"Okay, okay, go out." Lan Weiwei reluctantly compromised, "but you have to wear a wig and cosmetic contact lenses."

"No problem." Taylor promised, he didn't actually hear what Lan Weiwei was saying.

Taylor has no interest in modern society, but when he thinks that this is the world Lan Weiwei lives in, he can't help but want to explore. Only in this way will we get to know her better. As for getting to know Lan Weiwei's family and friends to declare sovereignty in the process, it was just by the way, um, by the way.

Dingdong, Dingdong... The crisp doorbell rang.

"I'm going to open the door." Taylor was on his head and walked out of the kitchen.

"Oh." Lan Weiwei casually responded, eh? No, Tyler is going to open the door... Wait! Tyler is going to open the door! "Don't, Tyler, don't drive!" The girl rushed out of the kitchen with a brush, but it was too late

She stared at the two dumbfounded people in front of the door dumbfounded. Tyler was still wearing the sheet. Lan Weiwei knew that under the sheet, this guy probably wore a pair of underwear.

Another person who was frightened was Lan Weiwei's college classmate Wang Lang. Because he lived in a community with Lan Weiwei, he would sometimes come to the door to give Lan Weiwei some snacks made by his mother.

"Excuse me, is this Lan Weiwei's house?" Poor Wang Lang asked tremblingly. He wondered if he had crossed into the second dimension, or why was there a big beauty with blond hair and red eyes standing in front of him.

"Haha, haha, Wang Lang." Lan Weiwei squeezed in front of Taylor with a dry smile, "It's been a long time."

"Didn't we meet in the convenience store yesterday?"

"Haha, no, I didn't mean that." Lan Weiwei winked at Taylor desperately, hoping that the princess could get away from this embarrassing place with a little bit of interest.

But Tyler was unmoved, not only that, he seemed a little unhappy, looking at Wang Lang who was confused with his eyes in a bad manner.

"That, who is this?" Wang Lang felt that the beauty in front of him seemed to have an opinion on him.

who is it? who is it! What excuse should I make up? Wang Lang and Lan Weiwei have known each other for more than ten years, and she knows which relatives they have in the family, and it is absolutely unreliable to say that she is a distant cousin.

Lan Weiwei's inspiration flashed: "This is my friend, we are preparing for the comic show." Seeing Wang Lang still looks suspicious, Lan Weiwei simply broke the jar and said, "She's a mixed-race, isn't she beautiful? , Is a lovely girl."

"Oh, sister paper, what do I say." Wang Lang suddenly realized, "Hello, my name is Wang Lang."

Who knows that sister paper doesn't appreciate at all, she looked at Wang Lang coldly, then snorted and turned back to the house.

"Uh…"

"Haha, haha, she is in a bad mood today..."

Lan Weiwei awkwardly explained that the sound came from the hallway, and Taylor was almost furious. Sister paper? Don't think you don't know what sister paper means. For a mediocre man with glasses, he actually said he was a woman!

The Princess felt that his dignity had been seriously hurt, so he sat on the sofa angrily, wishing to rush out and beat the eye-catching man with glasses.

When Lan Weiwei sent Wang Lang away, what he saw was Taylor's aggrieved eyes. Well, she knew that what she said just now must have made Tyler angry.

"I'm wrong."

"Humph!"

"Promise that there will be no next time." Lan Weiwei nudged Taylor and tried to adopt a policy of mourning.

"Why do you say that I am a woman, don't you want the man with glasses to know?"

"No, I am, that is..."

"I'm just afraid he will misunderstand me." Seeing that Tyler was going to run away, Lan Weiwei quickly explained, "You said that I am a big girl with a yellow flower, and suddenly there is a man with disheveled clothes in my family. People around me must be talking about me. So I just What did you say..."

"You have proposed to me!" Taylor blasted his hair.

"But we are not married yet, we just kissed, and we didn't have sex."

"Then let's do it now!"

"Huh?"

As soon as he spoke, Taylor realized that it was wrong, but how could the people of the Wecides family admit their mistakes. He decisively ignored the rapidly rising body temperature and fast beating heartbeat: "How is it, is it coming or not?"

"You mean...fuck?" Lan Weiwei still didn't react.

"Are you scared?" His cheeks were about to burn, and Princess Princess was still stiff.

Unexpectedly, this aroused Lan Weiwei's enthusiasm. I go, come and come, and I won't suffer.

"Huh, who is afraid, come!"

Then, things became what they are now. The two people sat facing each other with big eyes and small eyes. Although both sides were awkwardly not knowing where to put their hands and feet, they also looked at each other pretendingly.

"Go on, let's start." Lan Weiwei tried her best to act like "Sister calmly doesn't care."

At this time Taylor was crazily recalling the various beeping books he had read. Although yy had done this with Lan Weiwei many times in his mind, if it were to be combated, Taylor would be a blank piece of paper. .

You must not show your cowardice here!

Taylor has an experienced expression on his face: "Lie down."

After Lan Weiwei lay down obediently, Taylor began to unbutton the girl's jacket.

Two minutes passed, and Lan Weiwei couldn't help it finally watching Taylor still fighting the third button: "Or I'll come..."

Taylor suddenly became angry with shame: "This button is too big!"

At this time, should I say "Yes, it's all the button's fault, let's hit it"...

After some tossing, the two finally met frankly. The heat that had been diminished by Taylor's childish behavior reappeared, and Lan Weiwei felt that her breathing was about to catch fire. Tyler was right in front of her, white skin, along the slender neck down, was a beautifully-lined chest. Lan Weiwei looked down with embarrassment, and looked away shyly to look at Taylor's face.

Tyler was obviously also very nervous, although he tried his best to show a calm look, but Lan Weiwei saw his red earlobes at a glance. It's so cute, Lan Weiwei thought, she stretched out her hand and squeezed for something round and round.

"Um..." Taylor snorted.

Then, Lan Weiwei saw two nosebleeds slowly flowing out of the boy’s nose...

"...?! Tyler!"

It was another toss, and when the two of them returned to the room, Lan Weiwei was completely out of interest.

"Why don't you forget it today?"

"No!" Tyler sniffed viciously, "I'm already prepared, this time it will definitely be possible."

Did it mean that all the anger that should go was removed just now... Lan Weiwei was unable to complain.

It's a matter of man's dignity, and Taylor felt it necessary to explain his sudden situation: "I am not very comfortable with the climate here."

"Well, I understand."

Although I really want to laugh, I have to hold back Lan Weiwei!

As if to show off his bad impression well before, Taylor began to work **** Lan Weiwei. Lan Weiwei couldn't help feeling numb all over. Well, she thought a little funny, and had to admit that Taylor's learning ability was good.

In the midsummer weather, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was extremely low, but the two still felt like falling into the stove. Large drops of sweat slipped from Taylor's neck and slowly dripped onto Lan Weiwei's chest. Even the cold water droplets were so hot that Lan Weiwei was trembling all over.

"Vivi, I'm going in." Taylor said hurriedly.

"Um..." Lan Weiwei responded subconsciously, she no longer knew what Taylor was talking about. It seems to be lying on soft clouds, or in a dream. The girl bit her lower lip, waiting for her to merge with Taylor.

Tyler tried his best to restrain the impulse he wanted to release. The blood in his body was boiling at this moment, and Tyler could hardly breathe. He desperately suppressed, and gently touched the warm peach blossom source.

Then, he just felt his whole body numb, something lashed out, instantly as if in the clouds.

"Um, Tyler, are you in?" Lan Weiwei waited for a long time, but Tyler didn't see any next move.

Tyler woke up like a dream, only to realize that he seemed to be unable to bear it...

After an unbearable silence, Taylor said with some difficulty: "...doesn't count just now, do it again."

"..."

"Weiwei?" It's over, Weiwei must have disliked herself!

"..."

"Vivi?" Taylor's voice was already crying.

"...Taylor, I'm sorry." Lan Weiwei finally said.

"?"

"I tried, but I can't help it."

"??"

"I definitely didn't mean it, you have to believe me."

"???"

Lan Weiwei took a deep breath: "Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha! It's so funny, ah ha ha ha ha...Yes, sorry, I really want to hold back the laugh, but... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

"..."

This princess never again! Never ignore this guy anymore!

The author has something to say: give the princess a wax

Due to the severe crackdown, this chapter can only reach this scale. The princess who thought before is a small theater in the brain of the princess. After marriage, life will be all over the world. In this sad world, even a good bite of meat can’t be old ╮( ╯_╰)╭

70 knights and weddings

"How about this hairstyle? I think it suits you." Phyllis put down the comb in her hand and let Lan Weiwei look at herself in the mirror carefully.

The black hair was tied up, leaving a part of it draped in my ears obediently. Except for a camellia on the top of her hair, there is no extra embellishment on the girl's head. The delicate lips have been daubed carefully, and a light makeup has been applied to the cheeks. Such a girl looks a little more mature than usual. Like a rose in bud, there is a kind of lustful beauty.

"It's beautiful, Weiwei." Felice laughed.

Lan Weiwei was a little embarrassed: "Well, I think it's okay."

Phyllis knew she was shy, and stopped teasing her. She squatted down. She helped Lan Weiwei trim the corners of her skirt: "Stand up, Weiwei, let me see how the whole body works."

As the girl slowly straightened up, the small crystals dotted among the folds of the skirt made a rustling sound. The wide skirt lined Lan Weiwei's slender waist without a tight grip. The girl wrapped in white veil was like tender stamens in petals, delicate and lovely.

"Perfect." With a loud clap, Felice took Lan Weiwei and turned around again. "If Taylor sees you in this outfit, tsk tsk."

She couldn't help thinking back to the scene when Tyler and Lan Weiwei hadn't confirmed their relationship at the carnival in Yalai City a few years ago. At that time, she was the only one who could see their thoughts. Three years later, these two guys are now getting married.

Felice's ridiculous eyes really made Lan Weiwei a little unbearable. She tried to change the subject: "Where are you and Matthew? When will you two get married?"

"Well, it depends on the situation, I don't want to settle down so early."

In other words, you have known each other for almost ten years. Except for the few years in which they were separated, the time spent together is long enough. Lan Weiwei vomited secretly in her heart, she understood what Phyllis was worrying about. Acting as if it didn't matter, Phyllis should actually consider it for Matthew.

In the living room outside the room, several men are also discussing this topic.

"I guess the old man doesn't plan to care about me anymore." Matthew shrugged. Since Lan Weiwei traveled back to the modern era, he, Vincent and Arthur have traveled together for three years, and Prince Scott wrote repeatedly to urge him to return to China. In the end, forced by helplessness, basically there was only the lowest bottom line for Matthew, "As long as I go back to inherit the throne, it doesn't matter which woman I want to marry, and it doesn't matter if I don't get married."

Taylor gave him a roll of eyes: "You are quite proud to say so."

"I know I'm a bastard, but Tyler, we were hanging around outside. It wasn't because of you in the first place." Matthew was angry when it was mentioned. "You jumped on the altar without saying hello. , We all thought you were gone,