Chapter 881 (2/2)

With a soft sound, the carriage door finally opened... as a wooden staircase more than one meter long protruded from the door, then a sound of metal collision sounded...

Joan only saw a long leg covered with metal armor sticking out of the carriage, and then another thigh covered with armor... As these two legs stepped forward, Joan finally saw clearly and left. The figure of this person who came out--

This is a slender figure wearing a black armor. In the eyes of Joan, this girl in armor is really too beautiful, even with the big sister in black and white dress...

”Hello, are you the master of Big Sister?” Jeanne asked curiously.

”Of course not—cute...I am not qualified to be the master of Debra!” The sword servant who got out of the carriage first smiled, and then stood aside...

In the next scene, Joan couldn't help but stare at her eyes...

One by one big sisters in armor came out of the carriage. After they got out of the carriage, they all stood respectfully at the exit of the carriage... There are six big sisters in armor... Oh my god-this carriage is really Isn't he too pretending??How did these big sisters get on this little carriage?Are they lying one by one, lying in the carriage?

However, just as Joan of Arc diverged his thoughts, a tall figure appeared on the carriage stairs...

Joan of Arc swears that he has never seen such a beautiful man-he is the focus of everyone, you can mock him, you can scold him, but-you can't deny that where he is, it is everyone present The focus of his eyes... his beauty has exceeded the limit that Joan of Arc can imagine.

”You...you...” There was a kind of Joan who didn't know what to say, she felt as if she could hardly speak in front of him.

”Hello, Jeanne...” Zhou Ye smiled and walked to the little loli, and gently squatted down... his eyes were flat on the cute little loli in front of him.

How should I put it, the little loli in front of him gave Zhou Ye a feeling of wanting to hold him for a while, the baby's fat little face is so cute...

In fact, the Joan of Arc in front of me is not the Alice version of Joan, but the Canadian version of ”The Legend of Joan of Arc”... The difference between these two things is big, in Zhou Ye's view Although he likes Alice, he absolutely doesn't like Alice's version of Joan of Arc. His appearance is really ugly, and he is a bit nervous.

In the Canadian version of [The Legend of Joan of Arc], Joan is much more beautiful...and cute.

”You... do you know me?” Jeanne lowered her head and asked cautiously, not knowing why-in Jeanne's eyes, Zhou Ye seemed to have thousands of golden lights behind her, it was difficult for her to shine. Open your eyes...

”Of course, little cute...” Zhou Ye smiled and touched Little Lolita's head. He asked jokingly: ”Why don't you look at me and speak? Is it because I'm so ugly?”

”No...it's not...” Little Lolita hurriedly shook her little head, bit her own Xiangchun, and replied a little hesitantly: ”You...you are...you are so dazzling... Facing you...I, I feel unable to open my eyes...”

”Oh??” Zhou Ye was taken aback by Joan's words. He opened his eyes slightly, and a golden light flashed through his black pupils...that was the ability of soul magic to act in his eyes. ...

Through the brilliance of soul magic, Zhou Ye saw the soul of Joan of Arc...so white and beautiful——

In Joan of Arc's white and beautiful soul, Zhou Ye saw a trace of golden divinity...interesting, it was so interesting--it seems that those guys above want to interfere in this century-old battle between Britain and France...

And at this moment-Beatorice and Sonia have also walked out, even Sonia rarely wears her own armor, but wears a black Lolita dress...

It's just that when the two confident people see the little loli in front of their man, they all have a punch in the air...

”Sonia, why are we doing this...” Beatoris said discouragedly: ”Is our rival in love a little guy who can't even be called a girl?”

”Haha...” Sonia smiled slightly, ”Don't underestimate this little cutie... You know, our man pushed me to when I was thirteen years old... This little cutie belongs to our man. The hunting range!”

”But... this little guy doesn't seem to be even ten years old, right?” Beatoris asked hesitantly.

”When I met our man, I was not even ten years old...” Sonia likes to complain about her man now, ”Our man likes to develop games the most...”

”Develop a game?”

”Just to make little Lori look like she likes...”

———— Zhou Ye, who was squatting in front of Joan of Arc, was speechless for a while, these two girls are healed, the scars are forgotten, are they... Actually they have learned to spit themselves out in question and answer?It seems that family law is still used less...

However, now is not the time to care about these trivial matters with them, he has more important things to do, such as-coaxing the little loli in front of him... to develop a Joan of Arc that belongs to him alone.