I am Really not a Big Shot

Text Chapter 450 Time for a Song (Part 1)

"You...how did you come in?"

Jiang Zhaoxue lightly covered her lips, looking at the young man walking from the void, her face full of disbelief.

After experiencing a brief "fright" and being at a loss.

Jiang Zhaoxue took a light breath, her curvaceous breasts undulating slightly.

There was a bright and moving look in her eyes, she quietly stared at the young man in front of her, as if she wanted to remember every detail of the latter.

"What? You don't seem to welcome seniors?"

Luo Liang just transformed from nothingness into reality, and stretched his body.

Afterwards, I had a good time to take a closer look at the "Bai Fumei" in reality for the first time.

Jiang Zhaoxue wore a long dress in classical palace attire, outlining a tall and elegant figure. The decorations on the dress were luxurious, bringing out the noble, sacred and dignified temperament of the princess of the empire.

Those light blue eyes were like tears from the starry sky.

The delicate and three-dimensional face, no matter from the front or from the side, is impeccable and breathtakingly beautiful.

"No! I...Of course I welcome you!"

Surprise appeared on Jiang Zhaoxue's face, and her voice was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate.

In the dark universe, in the imperial fleet with lights out.

The girl's eyes are like stars, with rippling light, dimples bloom on her face, and her skin is rosy. That bright and bright smile is like a peony just out of clear water.

The surrounding stars are dimmed.

At this moment, Luo Liang saw a more beautiful and vivid smile than yesterday's "Looking Back at Allure".

No matter how dull a person is, he can still feel the joy and sweetness of a young girl.

Luo Liang had to admit it. Jiang Zhaoxue in reality is more vivid and real than Yuwen Zhaoxue in the organization.

Faint starlight spilled from the porthole into the room.

After a simple opening dialogue.

The gazes of Luo Liang and Jiang Zhaoxue met together.

The two stood opposite each other, their clothes so out of place.

One is a luxurious and retro palace dress, like the brightest night pearl in the starry sky, which makes people feel ashamed.

One is simple and popular urban casual clothes, lazy like an unemployed youth, who seems to have nothing but handsomeness.

However.

These two people who seem to be from different worlds have their eyes facing each other, attracting each other like magnets.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Jiang Zhaoxue felt the familiar blatant "appreciation" from Luo Liang's slightly hot eyes.

Her flawless snow-white face couldn't help but blush, and her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly.

At this time, Jiang Zhaoxue had thousands of words in her heart, but she didn't know what to say.

In Shengfeng School, after Chilongwei arrived.

How much she expected to have a private chat with the boy in front of her, to understand each other in reality.

At that time, this small wish was such an extravagant wish.

On Shengfeng's "last side", she dared not reveal her feelings, but only showed her true face, looked back, and conveyed her heart.

Jiang Zhaoxue originally thought that seeing each other would be a farewell.

Never imagined.

This young man appeared in front of her in an inconceivable way, as if stepping on five colors.

Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't hide her surprise and excitement.

This is the greatest romance she has ever encountered in her life.

"Thanks."

Jiang Zhaoxue's face was bright and glowing, and her tone was sincere, breaking the brief silence.

"I, should I call you Senior, or Young Master Luo."

With a smile in her eyes, she asked.

"Whatever you want, Miss Jiang."

Luo Liang said indifferently.

"Okay, Mr. Luo."

There was a hint of liveliness in Jiang Zhaoxue's tone.

"Is this how you entertain guests?"

Luo Liang stood on the spot, spreading his hands, a little speechless.

"Mr. Luo, please sit down. The little girl will make you some tea."

Jiang Zhaoxue was a little embarrassed, and hurried to fetch tea.

Luo Liang sat on the soft sofa and looked at this feminine bedroom, it should be the private boudoir of the princess of the empire.

"okay,

Take it easy! Time is running out, pour me a glass of red wine. "

Seeing Jiang Zhaoxue's elegant figure, Luo Liang was clumsily taking and making tea, and couldn't help shaking his head.

From this, it can be seen that Jingui is pampered and has never done housework.

Jiang Zhaoxue blushed, bit her plump cherry lips, and turned to get wine from the wine cabinet.

"What can I do? My image of a perfect lady has been broken."

She was annoyed.

Since Jiang Zhaoxue was young, she lacked talent for some women's talents, such as women's work, making tea, poetry and painting, cooking and so on.

In terms of etiquette, she was impeccable, as if she was born aristocrat, with outstanding temperament.

The pastries and dishes that can be made are beyond words for the teacher after tasting them.

Finished drinking.

Jiang Zhaoxue found that Luo Liang had got up, walked to her bedside table, and was reading the diary on it.

She thought it was bad.

"Tsk tsk, the words written here are as good as mine."

Luo Liang looked at the scrawled handwriting on it, and didn't know what it was written on, but there was a romantic atmosphere dotted with stars.

Jiang Zhaoxue gave him a blank look, and quickly snatched the small notebook, preventing Luo Liang from reading it.

The pages of the book were turned, and the last page read:

"Is it my destiny to marry the Mohe civilization far away? Luo Liang, senior Leng Yue, I am so unwilling! If time can be turned back, can you take me to elope desperately..."

Jiang Zhaoxue was a little shy, and secretly glanced at Luo Liang.

Fortunately, the senior is not familiar with the imperial script, and her handwriting is so scribbled that no one around her knows it.

While thinking about turning.

Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly felt that Luo Liang's hand suddenly reached towards her body.

"Master Luo..."

Jiang Zhaoxue maintained etiquette, and instinctively stepped back.

"Give me the wine."

Luo Liang said angrily, looking at the slightly wary imperial princess.

Only then did he realize that this was a real close contact with Jiang Zhaoxue in reality.

And, being alone in an enclosed private space.

There is an invisible barrier between reality and organization.

Jiang Zhaoxue is not stupid and sweet, it would be abnormal if she had no reservations about him.

At the same time, this also illustrates a problem.

In the organization, the two used to be relatively close. But in reality, the progress of their relationship is only comparable to two young people who have just met and have a crush on each other.

Jiang Zhaoxue knew that the reaction just now was a little alienated, and she was apologetic.

"Senior, I'll pour you some wine."

She lightly lifted her long skirt, came to Luo Liang, bent over to present a graceful figure curve, and poured a glass of champagne for Luo Liang herself.

Thinking of something, Jiang Zhaoxue took another basket of pastries from the dining table, and brought them to Luo Liang with a charming smile.

Luo Liang took a piece of pastry and took two bites. It tasted very good. While admiring the perfect figure and face of the princess of the empire, she smelled an elegant and empty fragrance.

He nodded secretly, maybe this is the vitality.

Jiang Zhaoxue stared at Luo Liang's casual eating and drinking, and the latter even licked the pastry crumbs on his fingers with his tongue.

In high society, this might be called vulgarity.

She looked at it quietly for a few seconds, the corners of her lips pursed into a faint smile, she couldn't tell if it was a joke or an appreciation.

Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and handed over a handkerchief.

Luo Liang finished eating quickly, wiped his lips and fingers with a handkerchief, and looked straight.

He knocked on the table with his hand, looked directly at Jiang Zhaoxue, and said:

"One song time! What do you want to ask?"

"The time of a song, you mean?"

Jiang Zhaoxue was thoughtful.

Vaguely, she heard movement from the room near the star castle, as if someone was calling her name.

Outside the dormitory, the maid held the light source in her hand, her eyes passed over the two of them, as if she was looking at the air, she walked past the door.

"I paid a price to invite a friend of the virtual master to invade and temporarily control the brain system of this imperial fleet, creating an opportunity for us to get to know each other in depth."

"Compared to other people in Starcastle, we are blocked 'information', or even non-existent things."

"Originally, the relevant technology could support for half an hour. However, there is a starry sky power in your fleet, and our exposure time has been greatly reduced."

"Now, it is estimated that there is only one song left. To be exact, it is 4 minutes and 13 seconds."

Luo Liang took no time to explain the reason.

He just finished speaking.

On the radio of the starship, there was a familiar singing voice from the memory of the previous life.

"The sky was soaked by the rain, and it was so ruined that you said you didn't understand. Why are you holding hands at this time..."

"This last exit is only available after love, can you give me time for a song..."

Jiang Zhaoxue listened carefully to the singing with a strange melody, her eyes were warm, and her slender and curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

this moment.

Not only Jiang Zhaoxue could hear the singing.

In the star castle that was paralyzed and gradually dotted with some light, the same singing sounded from every corner.

Jiang Zhaoxue listened almost engrossed, and felt a taste of youth and love, bitterness and helplessness, regret and sadness, as if it had been substituted into her state of mind.

"Thank you Mr. Luo, for giving me time for a song."

Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly came to her senses and apologized.

She found herself wasting precious time spent getting to know each other and getting to know each other.

Whatever the future holds.

She hopes to know the real cold moon silent in reality. Even if it is to make up for the missed regret, as a comfort.

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Jiang Zhaoxue pondered for a while, and asked a question:

"Mr. Luo, how old is your real age? Is it as shown in the public information?"

"I just turned 18, but the mental age is a little bit older."

Luo Liang said frankly.

"18 years old?" Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes were full of stars, and she was inexplicably happy.

"How old are you?" Luo Liang asked back.

"I'm still two months away from turning 18." Jiang Zhaoxue replied.

Owing to time constraints.

The two opened their hearts, you have a question, I have a question, answer each other.

"Master Luo, do you usually eat like this just now? Even in public."

Jiang Zhaoxue said with a smile.

"Yes." Luo nodded.

"Miss Jiang, you are so unfamiliar with making tea. As a princess, are you pampered and do not understand home at all? For example, you don't know how to cook, and you don't know how to pinch or massage people's legs."

Luo Liang said carelessly.

Jiang Zhaoxue's expression froze, her face flushed. This question is so embarrassing.

She frowned slightly, and said with some distress:

"You're right. I'm not good at these things, and I even do them badly. But I will work hard to improve."

Her starry eyes turned to Luo Liang again, and asked:

"Mr. Luo, are you a little disappointed to see me in reality? I'm not as perfect as you imagined. Apart from pampering, I can't do housework, my handwriting is not good-looking, and there are other shortcomings that you don't know about."

Luo Liang smiled and reluctantly said: "Princess is sick, understandable."

For the sake of being 10 points Bai Fumei, this small problem is barely acceptable.

If other beauties can't pinch their legs or cook, Luo Liang is not interested in accompanying them.

Furthermore, Jiang Zhaoxue has a good personality, not as temperamental as a young lady. It's better than those girls who don't have the life of a princess and suffer from princess disease.

"...can you give me a song, and listen to the story at the end before saying goodbye."

At this point, the time of a song is almost halfway through.

Luo Liang's smile disappeared, and he was silent for two seconds.

Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes tightened, hoping that the song could go on indefinitely.

She knew it in her heart.

Luo Liang created this opportunity to be alone in order to decide the future fate of the two during the time of this song.

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