502. Temple Fair Festival (20)
My eyes were fixed on the figure of the man in white who was leaving in a hurry, but I felt that although they were both men, why was this man's shoulders slightly narrower than the man's, giving him a petite feeling.
There was also the figure of him leaving in a hurry just now, Xuanyuan Xuan couldn't figure it out.
Seeing him was like seeing the God of Death, and he ran away in panic.
"Miss, tell me your fortune!" An old man with a ravaged face and closed eyes shouted in a panic, and he was walking towards Huang Punuoxi as if he was making no sense.
Huang Punuoxi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed out, she stopped slightly, and when she turned her head, she calmed down her expression and looked calmly at the old man sitting on the chair. There was a small wooden table in front of her, and next to the small wooden table
There is a white flag that says, "God has a wonderful plan."[
The corner of Huang Punuoxi's lips couldn't help but curl up with a hint of ridicule, and she had a clever plan?
It seems that he has found the wrong person today. She is a person in the 21st century. How could she believe these fortune tellers.
She stopped looking at the fortune teller, turned around and wanted to continue walking forward, but was stopped again by the fortune teller's words, "Miss, don't go! I am a very accurate fortune teller, you are a human being,
But it’s not me.” A gentle smile appeared on his rugged face, and the corners of his mouth curved in a gentle arc.
Huang Punuoxi turned her head, her eyes suddenly became more sharp and scrutinizing. What did he know?
"Miss, tell your fortune! I will tell you what will happen next." He was smiling, and the smile on his lips was particularly deep. It seemed like a deep pool, something like an abyss, but it was harmless.
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Huang Punuoxi narrowed her eyes slightly, and the sharp light disappeared in an instant, "How can you be sure that I am a woman?" She deliberately made her voice thicker, less ethereal and more magnetic and hoarse.
Who is he?
How could he guess that she was a woman even with her eyes closed? She didn't speak and was dressed in men's clothing. How could he tell that she was a man?
Moreover, what he said is that you are a human being, but not yourself?
What exactly did he want to express by this?
"Miss, don't look at me like this, an old man." He raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile was extremely deep, but it didn't have any lethality, but it gave people a sense of intimacy.
Wang Ya'er caught up with him sweating profusely. Before he could catch his breath, he panted and said, "Luo Yu, why are you walking so fast? There is no hungry wolf behind you. What are you doing walking so fast?" It made her so angry.
After a chase, he was walking so fast that she couldn't even catch him.
Huang Punuoxi glanced lightly at the panting Wang Ya'er who was chasing after her, "It seems that you still need to exercise hard."
After saying that, she pursed her lips and smiled, then turned her eyes to the old fortune teller again. A glimmer of interest flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to see what he could calculate.
Then he sat on the wooden stool specially prepared for fortune tellers in front of his small table, with clear eyes and a gentle smile on his handsome face, "Then you can tell me whether I am a boy or a girl.
"The deep voice is not soft or delicate at all, but rather magnetic and hoarse.
"Okay!" The blind fortune teller raised his chin slightly, raised his eyebrows, and then said lightly with an extremely humble smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!