Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 259

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The door was kicked open, and I reflexively let go of Ziqing's hand.

The transvestite was the first to be kicked in, followed closely by Zi Mo and Qian Qing.

I craned my neck to look back: No Chou Qian. My eyes lit up and I smiled broadly: Hooray! Before I could even cheer, Chou Qian slowly strolled in, meeting my half-happy face.

I immediately changed my expression, pushed Ziqing away, and ran behind Zimo, pretending to be innocent.

Zi Mo patted my head: "Are you alright?"

I nodded; I hadn't been eaten by the polar bear.

Qianqing walked straight to his seat without looking to the side. The transvestite glanced at me and stood behind him. "Get down," the transvestite ordered. Ziqing led Zizhen away.

Zi Zhen lingered for a moment, admiring the transvestite, then left without saying a word.

I smiled wickedly: Something's fishy going on.

Zi Mo tapped me: "Stop laughing, behave yourself."

I nuzzled him and said, "Mmm."

[The Beauty's Smile: Chapter 105]

"Your Highness is in high spirits."

"The Emperor should also come out for a walk."

"The Ninth Prince invited Ziyi, wasn't it just to let us all come out for a walk?"

"Your Majesty has misunderstood; our meeting was purely by chance."

"Is that so? The Ninth Prince didn't arrange this chance encounter."

"I am not that bored."

Chou Qian sat next to Qian Qing: "It's best if it's not boring."

"Brother Sikong, it's rare to see you out here."

"My wife is ignorant, so I naturally have to keep an eye on her."

As soon as Chou Qian finished speaking, Qian Qing, the demon, and Zi Mo all frowned, but they held back and let him talk nonsense because they couldn't fight among themselves.

I looked up at the sky and down at the ground, pretending I hadn't heard anything.

"When did Brother Sikong get married?"

"The time when love first blossoms."

"cough."

"cough."

"cough."

I leaned closer to Zimo, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" The three of them coughing together, it's probably the flu.

The four of them glanced at me and remained silent.

Chou Qian is a man of few words, the transvestite and Zi Mo have no say, Qian Qing and the polar bear stare at each other, and the six Vajras pretend to be mute...

So this is what happens when high-level leaders meet—a silent war, I've learned something new.

"Let's find a girl to sing a song."

Twenty-two eyes were scanning me at the same time.

I took a step back and dared not say another word.

The polar bear remarked, "Lord Shen's repertoire is quite unique."

"You have good taste."

"Ziyi," Chouqian called to me.

"what?"

"Go back." I was unwilling, so I nudged Zi Mo, hoping he would speak up for me. I dared not contradict him in front of the polar bear; I was afraid Xiao Bei would die faster than me.

Zi Mo secretly winked at me, and I winked back at him (I didn't understand what it meant).

(Walk)

(kindness?)

(withdraw)

(What)

(go out)

(Promising?) Yes, I am.

(You go out)