Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Young Master Ce managed to destroy this romance to the point that there was not even a scum left behind. He must have wanted to use the marriage to make things easier for them.

The last trace of memory of the past has faded away, and the eyes of the officials present are diffused.

Sympathy for this loli, after all, she is about to meet a tragic situation that is wonderful in every sense for boys.

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Looking down from the small window on the top floor of the medical building of the school, Yan Ce and Mingji can still see "his" tricks. The 720P resolution broadcasts how "he" reaches out to a girl.

"I've been with you for a long time, are you so good at playing?"

Seeing her old friend's granddaughter being treated like this, Mingji felt a sense of guilt the size of a grain of rice in her heart.

"Please don't slander me like this, even if I am, I will not wantonly play with the body of an innocent child."

Yan Ce, who was lying on the hospital bed, rubbed his head, never taking his eyes off "him".

Looking at the scene of the ceremony where the silent mode was turned on, then the vibration mode was turned on, and then the ringing mode was turned on, Yan Ce's head ached.

Is this how you drink Hejiu wine?

Sister, aren't you a law student?You should also know a little bit about folk customs.

The expression on your face just now was that you disliked the bitterness and it didn't taste good, so let "Yu" pour it all down for you!

As if sensing Yan Ce's gaze, the lady pretending to be him also raised her head to look in this direction, opened her lips, the shape of her mouth should be able to read something, and then her lips seemed to bend a very small arc.

Yan Ce rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Didn't you just look at the flowers?

Chapter 330 Four Magical Makeup

The time goes back to half an hour ago, the medical building of the school.

"You said you can make up and disguise yourself?"

doubt.

Puzzled.

After Yan Ce first heard Ming Ji's magical skills, he thought he had come to a different plane. This kind of practical skills such as picking locks and picking flowers really did exist.

"Would you use your internal strength to ascend to the sky, and then use a palm technique that descends from the sky?"

"Young Master Ce, did your head get blown up accidentally?" Ming Ji worried, "Or, I'd better call the doctor to check it out."

"No need." Yan Ce said, "Is the disguise you said really so that others can't see it?"

Ming Ji clasped her arms around her chest, and said to herself: "The art of disguise is barely ranked among the top three countries in the world. If you get along day and night, or have a deep impression on someone close to you, you will definitely be able to tell the difference, but for ordinary people, it can be regarded as the top three. It’s a seamless state.”

"By the way, I put on Xiang Yan's son's female make-up. Are you excited, young man? In fact, your foundation and Xiang Liang's son are quite qualified. Do you want to try to step into another field? It's fun?"

"No." Yan Ce refused immediately.

Ming Ji shook her head, and she didn't force the boy to dress up like Xiang Liang, but just sighed: "Having children is the great dream of many parents throughout the ages."

The childbearing I know is definitely very different from the one that comes out of your mouth.

Yan Ce is getting more and more swayed by this female official of Chu State who has always regarded herself as an elder. She has a deep background and is an old acquaintance with Xiang Yan. Knowing some weird skills, it's like a large technical "National Martyr".

And analyze word by word from her mouth——

Are you my mother?

Ignoring the possibility of the birth of a mother from heaven for the time being, Yan Ce thinks that he still has the right to act as if he didn't notice anything, and first consider how to solve the problem of being absent from the marriage ceremony, which is the most important thing at the moment.

"Just now I said that changing my appearance depends on whether I am attractive or not. Why?"

"The woman who brought you the fruit, I have observed carefully, her foundation is super good, her figure is perfect, her height is about the same as yours." Ming Ji wagged her fingers mysteriously, and said with a smile: "Just put your chest Tie it tightly, and you can achieve the greatest similarity when you put on makeup. The most important thing is that someone will give you fruit, which means that you don't feel so repulsive to you. As long as Mr. Ce is attractive enough, it will be fine to let her attend for you."

In the end, Yan Ce hesitated for a while, and sat in the wheelchair that Mo Yan had urgently made to make amends, and was pushed by Ming Ji to the door of a certain woman's room.

Sitting on the hospital bed near the window, Miss Lingshi spread out a roll of letters and put them on her knees, looked at the letters intently, and occasionally picked up a brush to draw a few outlines.

Her headband should have been lost underwater, and her hair fell naturally, covering her pretty side face. The long, straight black hairstyle added to her serious and indifferent style the intellectuality that a master of law should have.

Bathed in the sun, Miss Ling Shi raised her hands and brushed her hair behind her ears a little annoyed, which should be different from usual, but after all, she was a little unaccustomed to it.

The moment the door knocked, Yan Ce opened the door of Miss Lingshi's room without any consent.

Immediately Mingji sent the young man in, showed an encouraging look, then silently saluted and left, closed the door, made the sound of leaving footsteps, quietly hid behind the door and listened to the wall.

"..."

"..."

Miss Lingshi turned her head to look at the battle-damaged Yan Ce who also didn't know how to speak.

Seeing Yan Ce's silly expression of embarrassment and embarrassment, she probably had a premonition that Yan Ce wanted to ask her to do something for her, after all, this is a stupid person who is used to showing all kinds of emotions on his face.

Yan Ce recalled what Mingji said that if you tie up your breasts, you can pretend to be almost the same, and your eyes fell on the pair of tall and straight parts. Bras probably haven't been invented yet.

"lecher."

Her expression didn't change at all, she raised her hand to block the boy's sight, but she spit out cold and heartless words.