[Tutor] The fighting power of snakes and scorpions is immeasurable

"Aren't you in a hurry? Reborn hasn't come yet."

"And..." Bi Yangqi, who exudes my resentment and I want to kill a certain woman timidly, glanced at Sawada, and turned her back in cold sweat again.

"Oh." Liang Ye who heard Sawada's words just glanced lazily at Biyangqi, "She, just get used to it, and I didn't expect her to give me any good looks."

"As for Reborn," she evoked a meaningful smile, "I will definitely do what I said, he probably has to prepare."

"There will be something very interesting for you to see later, how about looking forward to it?"

Interesting stuff...?After Sakai-senpai said so, instead, I don't want to know.

It feels like knowing that there will be a very bad end.

"However, Liang Ye Sang is really beautiful, and she immediately feels that she is not of the same age as us." Xiaochun looked up and down enviously at the black wedding dress on Liang Ye, and smiled at the girl who was exaggerating her alluring temperament. Then, the more delicate makeup than any other day makes the girl so beautiful that she doesn't look like a living human being, but like a puppet created by an artist who spent her entire life.

Seeing the girl staring at her with a half-smile, she seemed to have realized something, and explained in a panic: "No, I'm not saying that Liang Yesang looks old, I just want to say that Liang Yesang is too beautiful ..."

"I don't mean to blame you, Xiaochun, you don't need to be so panic." She reached out and touched Xiaochun's head, lowering her eyes. In fact, she is indeed not of the same age as them.

If I had to say it, she should be their...uh... the same age as Big Mom.

She will never tell anyone about this!

"However, why did Sakai-senpai choose a black wedding dress? Don't ordinary girls like pure white wedding dresses to set off their teenage dreams?"

"Probably, I think I am naturally suitable for black." The bright red lips opened an ambiguous arc, "Do you think I look better in a white wedding dress?"

Everyone fell silent, glanced at the girl in front of them, and then, without any hesitation, shook their heads together, with a neat frequency as if they had been trained.

Totally unimaginable.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to marry Reborn, this is really..." Dino walked into the dressing room with a group of subordinates, and the dressing room, which was originally quite large, suddenly became overcrowded.

Then came the Balian forces and old acquaintances she had found in Italy.

"Ah, my dear Cecia, you are still so annoying." Nika, who is already in her 40s, is not drooping like those middle-aged people she has seen before, like soaking in a honey pot He has a beer belly as soft as in his stomach, and his figure still maintains the robustness of a young man, probably because the killer has exercised more. He doesn't look like a middle-aged man in his 40s at all, and his whole body exudes middle-aged The mature charm of people.The profound facial features are not lost to those high-spirited young people at all.

She curled her lips in disbelief, thinking that when she found Nika, she was amused by his surprised expression that made her eye sockets pop out, and she also felt helpless because he had not spoken well of her for so many years.

"Where's Lena?" She straightened her hair and raised her eyes to ask.

"She is still tidying up outside, probably because she doesn't know how to face it with the face of an aunt, and you are as beautiful as a flower."

Hearing Nika's words, she cleared her throat and shouted outside, "Lina, come in."

Because she hadn't spoken Italian for many years, her accent was a bit strange when she first spoke it, but she adjusted it quickly.

A wriggling middle-aged woman walked in. She was indeed not what she used to be. She was a little bloated, and her face was no longer young. When she saw the girl who looked at her with bright eyebrows raised like a fairy, the girl's face was familiar to her. Yes, but more immature than she is familiar with.

Compared with this, she lowered her head a little ashamedly.

"Don't be like this, Lina." She comforted her softly in Italian, "Aren't we friends? You make me a little embarrassed."

When I talked to Nika before, I used Japanese. After all, Nika, as the upper echelon of the Assassin's Guild, still has so many languages, but now it has nothing to do with the underworld. The bar service is purely Italian. For Lina, she could only use the original language, so that everyone except the few who could speak Italian was at a loss.

Even though she said so, she didn't seem to treat Lena as a friend before.

Well, it was her fault.

"Cessia, congratulations." After a while, Lena hesitated to say this, "It's rare that you still think of me in more than twenty years."

In fact, she didn't think of her at first.

Well, it was still her fault.

"You suddenly disappeared, I was really worried to death." As she spoke, Lina actually started to sob, "I thought you were dead."

No, in fact she is no different from dead, really.

"Okay, okay, this is a happy day, don't cry, I tell you." Nika obviously didn't know how to comfort the woman, so he could only hum a few times angrily.

I really don't know how a woman with Chesia's personality can make such anxious friends.

The prison temple students who said they understood everything just curled their lips in disdain, as if they didn't take those people seriously at all.

Sawada and Yamamoto were still at a loss and at a loss. As for Hibari, who is also a Japanese, he had already gone to other places because he didn't want to gather together.

The author has something to say: ok, ok, I admit that I'm lazy to update until now (don't hit me

The main reason is that I have entered the third round of review now, so I can hardly spare time to update, and I also thank you guys for not complaining about my slow update, and have been with me until now.

I thought I couldn't delay any longer, so I still wrote a chapter.