But judging from the way he walked, he still lacked a bit of stability. On the other hand, Meng Xian was very calm.

That is the temperament revealed from the bones, not the effect that Ling Ziliang can have by pretending to be handsome and domineering. - The prince raised his fingers to the sky, hum! The prince did not pretend to be pretentious! The prince is naturally beautiful.

!Do you know this is something you are born with?!

——I know, I know, I am born with a second-rate temperament.

"Ziliang, we are out shopping, not going to Baifu now." Meng Xian reminded Ling Ziliang in a soft voice. A flowery smile appeared on his face, like bright sunshine, hitting Ling Ziliang directly.

heart.

Ling Ziliang looked at Meng Xian's smile and suddenly fell into a trance. He reached out and touched Meng Xian's cheek. Just when Meng Xian was looked at by his serious eyes and his gentle hand touched his cheek,

He suddenly felt a pain on his face, and finally the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

"Meng Xian, let me see if your face is as soft as your waist. It seems that your waist is softer now." Ling Ziliang's hand was holding Meng Xian's cheek. Meng Xian felt the pain on his face and stretched out his hand.

Grabbing Ling Ziliang's restless hand, Ling Ziliang immediately let go after being caught, and looked at Meng Xian a few more times, smiling triumphantly like a child who had succeeded in a prank.

A patch of pink had been pinched out on Meng Xian's originally fair cheek, which was two fingerprints. Ling Ziliang smiled more and more happily when he saw the fingerprints on Meng Xian's face. Well... Meng Xian looks much better like this than before.

Got it!

^_^

The prince was happy, but Meng Xian was surrounded by a layer of low pressure, so that when they walked to the tailor shop, everyone who saw these two handsome and extraordinary men wanted to come over.

Because of such a weird atmosphere, they dispersed, and no one wanted to risk their own lives.

After all, these days, the more good-looking a person is, the more likely they are to have various quirks. Who knows if one of these two people is a murderer.

However... people who have such thoughts at the foot of the Imperial City can be regarded as weird. Even a murderous maniac at the foot of the Imperial City will not survive for long.

"Meng Xian, look at this, this, this cloth, it's so soft." Ling Ziliang pointed to a similarly bright red shirt. The color was not much different from his own, but the cloth was different.

It was said that the fabrics in this store were too high-end, but the one Ling Ziliang wore himself was much better than the one he was fancying now.

In terms of workmanship and quality, they are all qualitatively different from the one hanging here.

"Ziliang, we are here to buy black clothes, not what we like." Meng Xian reminded him again. After saying that, he walked inside, looking for simple black clothes. There were many black clothes, but pure black

It's really rare to see them, most of them are mixed with other colors.

Meng Xian walked around but couldn't find anything he was satisfied with. He looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "Hello, are there any pure black clothes here?"

The shopkeeper looked very shrewd. He looked at Meng Xian and Ling Ziliang. Without saying a word, he turned and walked to the inner room. He found two black clothes from the drawer.
Chapter completed!