Chapter 2245
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All of them were wearing masks. They didn't know each other, played their own games, and no one bothered them.
Xiao Fengting pushed her to explain the origin and origin of those murals to her at the edge of the corridor. It can be seen that he has a great deal of research on art, and even the year of the author of each mural can be easily explained.
Tang Qing doesn't know art, but he still has a little admiration for them, "you know a lot."
Xiao Fengting lips slightly cocked, and then very modest way: "a little bit dabbling."
After taking her around the hotel for a while, Xiao Fengting was thirsty. He stopped her in an aisle and said in a warm voice, "I'm a little thirsty. Go and get a glass of wine. What would you like to drink? I'll get it for you
Tang Qing line of sight from the mural back, thought, "bring me a glass of cherry juice."
Xiao Fengting answered and rubbed her hair. "I'll be back soon."
Xiao Fengting walked away, Tang Qing turned his wheelchair and strolled slowly along the long corridor.
Everyone here is wearing masks, and nobody knows anyone. Some people use elegant silver crutches for decoration, and there are people who come with wheelchairs like her.
It's all kinds of.
This peaceful atmosphere is more relaxed than other banquets.
Tang tilted his head and looked at the mural for a while. After all, he looked from the inside of the mask. The field of vision was not as large as usual. Soon, the eye was a little sore.
She stopped, took off her mask, lowered her head and rubbed her eyes.
Not far from the corridor, a man who was talking to each other suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Tang Qing for a while, then stabbed the youth behind him with his elbow.
Under the huge oil painting, Tang Qing, who took off the mask, rubbed her eyes without warning. She didn't notice that she was staring at her two pairs of eyes in the distance.
She put the mask back on, covering the top half of her face.
In the shadow, someone's low dumb smile.
*
"sorry."
Someone came up from behind, the corner of her dress caught the mask on her face and dropped it on the ground.
The young man in the fox mask gracefully stooped down and picked up the butterfly mask at her feet. His voice was deep and hoarse and very pleasant.
"Here you are."
Tang Qing said, "it's OK." he reached for it. When he wanted to bring it back, he found that the other party was holding the mask and didn't let go.
She raised her head doubtfully to look at him, and looked into a pair of eyes dyed with a faint smile.
Obviously is the gentle smiling eyes, but let her for a moment inexplicable from a goose bumps, a trace of strange coolness, from the skin up.
The man in front of her is very tall. Even if she stands up, she is about a head higher than her. He was dressed in gorgeous European Knights' clothes, and his black knight boots made his legs look very slender. Behind him stood a man about the same height as him, dressed the same, but the sword jewel on his waist was blue.
One wore a fox mask and the other a cheetah mask, blocking the upper half of the face, revealing only the delicate lines of the jaw.
Tang tilted down his eyes and pulled the mask. Seeing that the other side still refused to give up, he couldn't help calling out hesitation: "you..."
The young man standing behind the man came over, gently stretched out his hand and pulled out the mask from the man who held on to her mask and handed it to her.
He said to the man with Fox mask: "don't bully other girls."
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All of them were wearing masks. They didn't know each other, played their own games, and no one bothered them.
Xiao Fengting pushed her to explain the origin and origin of those murals to her at the edge of the corridor. It can be seen that he has a great deal of research on art, and even the year of the author of each mural can be easily explained.
Tang Qing doesn't know art, but he still has a little admiration for them, "you know a lot."
Xiao Fengting lips slightly cocked, and then very modest way: "a little bit dabbling."
After taking her around the hotel for a while, Xiao Fengting was thirsty. He stopped her in an aisle and said in a warm voice, "I'm a little thirsty. Go and get a glass of wine. What would you like to drink? I'll get it for you
Tang Qing line of sight from the mural back, thought, "bring me a glass of cherry juice."
Xiao Fengting answered and rubbed her hair. "I'll be back soon."
Xiao Fengting walked away, Tang Qing turned his wheelchair and strolled slowly along the long corridor.
Everyone here is wearing masks, and nobody knows anyone. Some people use elegant silver crutches for decoration, and there are people who come with wheelchairs like her.
It's all kinds of.
This peaceful atmosphere is more relaxed than other banquets.
Tang tilted his head and looked at the mural for a while. After all, he looked from the inside of the mask. The field of vision was not as large as usual. Soon, the eye was a little sore.
She stopped, took off her mask, lowered her head and rubbed her eyes.
Not far from the corridor, a man who was talking to each other suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Tang Qing for a while, then stabbed the youth behind him with his elbow.
Under the huge oil painting, Tang Qing, who took off the mask, rubbed her eyes without warning. She didn't notice that she was staring at her two pairs of eyes in the distance.
She put the mask back on, covering the top half of her face.
In the shadow, someone's low dumb smile.
*
"sorry."
Someone came up from behind, the corner of her dress caught the mask on her face and dropped it on the ground.
The young man in the fox mask gracefully stooped down and picked up the butterfly mask at her feet. His voice was deep and hoarse and very pleasant.
"Here you are."
Tang Qing said, "it's OK." he reached for it. When he wanted to bring it back, he found that the other party was holding the mask and didn't let go.
She raised her head doubtfully to look at him, and looked into a pair of eyes dyed with a faint smile.
Obviously is the gentle smiling eyes, but let her for a moment inexplicable from a goose bumps, a trace of strange coolness, from the skin up.
The man in front of her is very tall. Even if she stands up, she is about a head higher than her. He was dressed in gorgeous European Knights' clothes, and his black knight boots made his legs look very slender. Behind him stood a man about the same height as him, dressed the same, but the sword jewel on his waist was blue.
One wore a fox mask and the other a cheetah mask, blocking the upper half of the face, revealing only the delicate lines of the jaw.
Tang tilted down his eyes and pulled the mask. Seeing that the other side still refused to give up, he couldn't help calling out hesitation: "you..."
The young man standing behind the man came over, gently stretched out his hand and pulled out the mask from the man who held on to her mask and handed it to her.
He said to the man with Fox mask: "don't bully other girls."
All of them were wearing masks. They didn't know each other, played their own games, and no one bothered them. Xiao Fengting pushed her to explain the origin and origin of those murals to her at the edge of the corridor. It can be seen that he has a great deal of research on art, and even the year of the author of each mural can be easily explained. Tang Qing doesn't know art, but he still has a little admiration for them, "you know a lot." Xiao Fengting lips slightly cocked, and then very modest way: "a little bit dabbling." After taking her around the hotel for a while, Xiao Fengting was thirsty. He stopped her in an aisle and said in a warm voice, "I'm a little thirsty. Go and get a glass of wine. What would you like to drink? I'll get it for you Tang Qing line of sight from the mural back, thought, "bring me a glass of cherry juice." Xiao Fengting answered and rubbed her hair. "I'll be back soon." Xiao Fengting walked away, Tang Qing turned his wheelchair and strolled slowly along the long corridor. Everyone here is wearing masks, and nobody knows anyone. Some people use elegant silver crutches for decoration, and there are people who come with wheelchairs like her. It's all kinds of. This peaceful atmosphere is more relaxed than other banquets. Tang tilted his head and looked at the mural for a while. After all, he looked from the inside of the mask. The field of vision was not as large as usual. Soon, the eye was a little sore. She stopped, took off her mask, lowered her head and rubbed her eyes. Not far from the corridor, a man who was talking to each other suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Tang Qing for a while, then stabbed the youth behind him with his elbow. Under the huge oil painting, Tang Qing, who took off the mask, rubbed her eyes without warning. She didn't notice that she was staring at her two pairs of eyes in the distance. She put the mask back on, covering the top half of her face. In the shadow, someone's low dumb smile. *"sorry." Someone came up from behind, the corner of her dress caught the mask on her face and dropped it on the ground. The young man in the fox mask gracefully stooped down and picked up the butterfly mask at her feet. His voice was deep and hoarse and very pleasant. "Here you are." Tang Qing said, "it's OK." he reached for it. When he wanted to bring it back, he found that the other party was holding the mask and didn't let go. She raised her head doubtfully to look at him, and looked into a pair of eyes dyed with a faint smile. Obviously is the gentle smiling eyes, but let her for a moment inexplicable from a goose bumps, a trace of strange coolness, from the skin up. The man in front of her is very tall. Even if she stands up, she is about a head higher than her. He was dressed in gorgeous European Knights' clothes, and his black knight boots made his legs look very slender. Behind him stood a man about the same height as him, dressed the same, but the sword jewel on his waist was blue. One wore a fox mask and the other a cheetah mask, blocking the upper half of the face, revealing only the delicate lines of the jaw. Tang tilted down his eyes and pulled the mask. Seeing that the other side still refused to give up, he couldn't help calling out hesitation: "you..." The young man standing behind the man came over, gently stretched out his hand and pulled out the mask from the man who held on to her mask and handed it to her. He said to the man with Fox mask: "don't bully other girls."
