Chapter 1670: Xuanzhihuang, You, Don't You Remember Me? 1

Top floor, Royal Suite.

The luxurious and exquisite floor-to-ceiling windows are wide open, and suddenly the cool night breeze blows, and the curtains of dark gold European embroidery are fluttering

The candelabra-like chandeliers on the ceiling are not lit, only a circle of cylinder lights around it, and the dim dark orange light renders the whole suite more sophisticated, quite a romantic atmosphere unique to Sicily.

On the marble coffee table, half a glass of Lafite was still awake, and a beam of light fell obliquely, reflecting on the wall of the curved goblet.

Suddenly, a shadow swept by.

……

in the bathroom.

Xuan Zhihuang has finished taking a bath, "Click---"

The bathroom door opened.

She was barefoot, casually wrapped in a white bathrobe, wearing an ice silk nightgown with a slightly loose knot around her waist.

A long straight hair as smooth as a waterfall was scattered wantonly on the back shoulders, only blowing seven or eight minutes dry, and the black luster set off her fair skin even more amazingly, like a snow lotus on the top of the Tianshan Mountains without a trace of dirt.

Probably this is the true beauty of the legend, people out, bath.

His lips were red and his teeth were white, and his glass eyes were bewitching, but he just stood there, as if all the gorgeous scenes in the world had been eclipsed in an instant.

……

Xuan Zhihuang carelessly brushed a strand of long hair that fell off his forehead, and between his smart eyes, a fierce and bloodthirsty evil light swept under his eyes.

"You're here to die?" Xuan Zhihuang smiled enchantingly, raised his eyes again, and looked straight at the living room sofa not far away.

Scandinavian-style cushions.

The man was still dressed as he had been in the casino, a black jacket with casual trousers, sitting there lazily and casually, with two slender legs folded and one hand on his knee.

He pursed his lips, the silver mask on his face warmed by the dark orange light, and his eyelids were tucked as if he were pretending to sleep.

When he heard this, he had already opened his eyes, and a pair of deep eyes that seemed to envelop all the darkness of the night looked at him casually.

Straight to her unfriendly look.

……

The Xuanzhi Phoenix had already walked over with his feet raised, stepping barefoot on the black and white carpet, like an unruly cat queen, jumping and spinning on the most gorgeous piano keys.

Unspeakable seduction, sexuality/sensuality.

"Son of the Night, huh?" Xuan Zhihuang smiled charmingly, obviously smiling brightly, but from the raised eyebrows, a chilling chill spread out, and there was even a feeling of numbness on the scalp.

That's right, the Silver Pavilion Lord in front of her is the man she had just dealt with not long ago.

Night Dawn.

There are so many exciting and fun things to do in this world!

Xuan Zhihuang leaned sideways against the bar in the living room, squinted lazily, and in an instant, the entire surrounding air suddenly cooled a little.

……

His grim sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he somehow smiled.

It's not the kind that seems to be smiling, but it's really obvious that it's smiling, and the rusty red thin lips are raised with a nice arc.

exuded a very pleasant ...... Gentle.

He raised his hand again, covered his cheek, and directly removed the silver mask he was wearing, and put it on again.

The perfect three-dimensional facial features were clearly exposed, and the broken hair with inky gray color was shining silver in the shadow of the lamp.

"When did you find out it was mine?" Ye Li asked rhetorically, and the gorgeous baritone that had been before reverted back to a magnetic bass.