Twelve teams of snow-footed nuns formed an olive flower pattern and left a piece of snow in the center of the Kailash Square, which looked like an elegant white stage.
At this time, a man wearing a black dress appeared out of nowhere. He was like a Prince Siye who accidentally broke into the Snow Elf Kingdom. He danced with dexterity and skill, stepping out the depths of the world. The different but very regular snow prints were approaching Astraea with a dark charm and nobility.
Like magic, a black olive flower was conjured up. First, he gave a gentlemanly virtual kiss on the back of Astraea's hand, and then inserted the black olive flower into Astraea's ear.
The black olive blossom instantly turned into snow white, and at the same time, Astraea, who had been as quiet as a sculpture, also "alive"...
"Fuck, who is this guy???" Zhao Manyan's eyes widened even more, staring closely at the man in black dress who was dancing seductively next to Astraea.
"I fucking want to know, didn't we agree that they would all be women!" Mo Fan shouted.
The "resurrected" Snow Shin girls began their dance. Their soft figures made people fall into a sea of light waists and beautiful legs. Along with the singing that slipped into the soul... everything was full of divine beauty. .
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The wonderful ceremony ended at sunset. Although Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan appreciated the whole process, they had a more sublime understanding of the Parthenon and the Saint. That black male was really impressive. Extremely uncomfortable.
"A person who can dance with a saint and spread dog food wildly at such a grand divine ceremony is definitely not an ordinary noble child." Zhao Manyan touched his chin and began to speculate on the identity of the man who was envied by the whole city.
To be honest, when the man in the black dress appeared, it is estimated that all the men in the world were heartbroken. Originally, the 144 snow letter girls in the 12 teams on this street should belong to the whole world, and the Jingxue Saint girl should also belong to everyone. That black As soon as the guy in the dress appeared, I felt that all the beautiful little feet, beautiful face, and long legs belonged to him. That guy was simply the king of the land of women! !
"It's true that the Parthenon Temple didn't consider the feelings of men. A pot of good soup was ruined by a piece of mouse droppings, and it was extremely uncomfortable to drink." Mo Fan said.
"Brother, you met the Parthenon on the first day. The Parthenon is actually a bit feminine. If you want to insert a man in such a big ceremony, or dance hand in hand with the saint, then... The man’s background is incredible!” Zhao Manyan said with certainty.
"Isn't it a etiquette requirement?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.
"That's it. Generally, men are not arranged for all the great ceremonies in the Parthenon. Their female power disease will not be less severe than that of the Alpine Academy. There is only one reason why they will be included this time..." Zhao Manyan analyzed carefully He said, "You know about advertising placement? It's a movie or TV show that has a good plot, but suddenly there are inexplicable lines or logos?"
"You mean, the Parthenon is advertising that man?" Mo Fan asked in surprise.
"It can be roughly understood like this. In short, that man is extraordinary. A family as rich as our Zhao family goes to discuss business matters with the Parthenon. Most of the time, they are too lazy to talk to us. Well, what’s more, this kind of national grand ceremony requires the placement of such a person. Mo Fan, I’m afraid you are going far away, at least in Astraea’s heart.” Zhao Manyan said.
"Crazy. It's none of my business that she, an unmarried Saint of the Parthenon, wants to have sex with whomever she wants." Mo Fan said.
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Heading to the Parthenon, we happened to meet the female believers returning to the Holy Mountain. After they completed this grand ceremony, everyone was talking and laughing, talking about some very ordinary things. The solemnity on the street seemed more energetic.
It started to get dark, and the Parthenon held a dinner in the Temple of Faith, which was attended by 144 female believers, as well as some guests from afar.
Kerry Qing knew that Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were coming, so he ran over and took them both to the dinner party.
Also coming with her was the female sage Perina. No matter what, Mo Fan is Xinxia’s relative. According to regulations, Xinxia cannot go down the mountain at will, but she should be received by a female sage of a certain level. Perina and Now that Mo Fan had gotten to know each other, Xinxia asked Perina to come over.
The Parthenon is such a troublesome place. There are so many rules. If you want to see Xinxia, unless you sneak around at night, you have to go through several levels during the day. The biggest level is the old woman Tata, who is the one who least wants Mo Fan. I met Xinxia more often.
This time I came here just in time for a holiday dinner. Since I caught it, I naturally wanted to attend it. It was lively and all that, and they loved it the most!
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The dinner party at the Parthenon also had a lot of rules. The two of them picked a corner where they could look at the beautiful women, and ate and watched while minding their own business.
"That, that's it. I noticed it when I was on the street. It's just her thin white calves. I can play with them all night without getting tired of them!" Zhao Manyan pointed at one of them, Xue Xin, who had already changed her clothes. The woman said yes.
"If your beauty locking ability is as good as your magic locking skill, we can suffer a lot less in the Egyptian pyramids...Purple stewardess, you don't want it anymore?" Mo Fan said.
"Hehe, I like this better. Let's go together. There are many sisters beside her. I'm afraid we won't be able to handle it." Zhao Manyan said.
Mo Fan would never say no to a beautiful woman to flirt with!
Mo Fan has always admired Zhao Manyan for his thick skin, and his pick-up skills are really superb. He can chat with girls in just a few words. Most girls only care about their appearance. Zhao Manyan is very handsome. Please them.
Mo Fan feels that he is different, purely because of his personality charm!
"Are you two sneaking in? Why haven't you cut off the tags on your dress?"
"Um...if you rent it, you can't return it if you cut it."
This sentence immediately made several girls burst into laughter.
Many of the Xue Xin girls were well-informed, and their smiles were not mocking, they did not expect there to be such interesting people at the dinner party.
"Look, little Prince Ye is here. He's so handsome." The Xue Xinnu, who was only sixteen years old, said with a little excitement.
"Yes, he is so handsome. I also want to dance with him alone!" said the little girl with beautiful feet that Zhao Manyan was attracted to.
Zhao Manyan's mouth twitched, obviously hurt.
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(Update notice: Two chapters have been updated on the seventh day of the new year~~~)
