Chapter 252 (1/2)

As the sun gradually moved to the west, the orange sunlight penetrated the edge of the window and hit the blue sleeve corner of the person in front of the window. The person sitting at the edge of the couch not far away was slightly stunned. The white silk slipped down from the sharp edge of the sword, and the bright light refracted on the cheek, leaving no trace of it.

From the attic came the rapid footsteps. The sleeping star, who was in the service of women's doubles, pedaled upstairs and handed a letter and token in his hand to the person by the window: ”childe, this is an invitation from the White House.”

The blue sleeve robe covered the white palm, the hot air curling from the teacup was filled with thin red lips. The man by the window turned to lean against the wooden pillar, and raised his face with a smile. He looked at his people with a pair of market color eyes and said in a soft voice: ”this time, the general can accompany me to the White House.”

In the morning of the next day, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the white mansion. Bai Yifan was still waiting in front of the door, but his face was much closer than that of the last time.

”Mr. Meng, Bai is polite.”

Holding the man by the side of the carriage, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help but look up at the plaque of the white mansion hanging above the gate. Her eyes were slightly in a trance. When she saw the man in Xuanyi who was silent and followed up, she suddenly showed a smile and raised her hand in reply: ”Mr. Bai, it's Meng who neglected me.”

Bai Yi Fan looked at Murong Hao beside him with complicated eyes. His smile was strange. He raised his hand and motioned them to enter the door together: ”please.”

Jiang Luoyu followed Bai Yifan, walked through three thresholds and walked toward the winding corridor. Beside the corridor, there was a large lotus pond. Under the sunlight, the lotus leaves were floating on it, and the precious early Lotus Flower tips had been exposed. The faint smell of water came with the wind.

Muronghao was a few steps behind Jiang Luoyu. Before he walked out of the corridor, he heard a voice behind him. According to his eyes, he could not help but tell the people who were walking in front of him. Instead, he slowed down his pace and swept his eyes around the corner behind him.

Bai Yifan and Jiang Luoyu slowly walk up a section of stairs, and they are about to arrive at the study of Bai Jing, the Duke of Pingguo. As soon as Bai Yifan is about to talk about this matter to Jiang Luoyu, he hears a burst of argument in his ear, along with Jiang Luoyu behind him.

At the corner of a cross near Bai Jing's study, two young girls were hiding in one side. Bai Yiwan opened her eyes curiously, and her eyes fell on Jiang Luoyu, who was walking by. In a low voice, ”sister, do you see that person who was brought here by elder brother is our twin cousin?”

Bai Yijiao stood on the other side and looked out. When she saw the beautiful face of Murong Hao who was walking at the end, her face was a little red, but her eyes were very clear: ”I don't know, but he looks good. The man behind is not general Murong. How could he come here? Did he come with his twin cousins

Before the two girls' voices fell, the two brothers who were closely following each other crowded up. The young man with a simple and honest look could not help but take a step outside the cross corner and looked out: ”is cousin very beautiful? Let me have a look too!”

Bai Yijiao stood in the same place and was happy to see. Who would have thought that her legitimate brother Bai Yiran squeezed behind her. She shook her arm and glared at him. Bai Yiran scratched her head a little guilty. Bai Yiquan was not much bigger than Bai Yijiao. She never knew to let her sister. Instead, she pushed her past --

”Oh Don't crowd me, get out of the way and I want to see it

”You're crowding me, too. Ouch!”

Jiang Luoyu looked at the side of her body with a smile and heard the same voice. Her face was full of helpless Bai Yi. When she was ready to stop, she felt a flower in front of her eyes. Several young girls had already stood on the corridor. The smallest Bai Yiwan seemed to have been pushed by someone. She was about to fall down as soon as she got out of the corridor pillar.