"What are you looking at?"


    As she walked to me, she asked in displeasure.


    "Ah, I just think you''re a good fit for this."


    I sighed sincerely.


    This is definitely not a random thing, because after wearing the decent ancient costume, her already cold face revealed her arrogance like a female hero. Looking down along Borg, she could vaguely see the clear collarbone, and her hands and wrists exposed from her loose long sleeves were as white as the first snow.


    No matter how you look at it, she seems to have traveled through time in ancient times.


    "Hmph, you''re really casual in wearing this, it''s not suitable at all."


    "Is there any? I think I''m like a peerless hero."


    Hearing her ruthless mockery, I was unconscious. I waved my sword with a smile while taking out my cell phone and patting us.


    Click to scratch click to scratch…


    "Don''t shoot me!"


    With beautiful eyes flowing, Jasmine seemed to be shy about taking pictures with me in ancient costume. She gritted her teeth and pushed me gently.


    "Hehe, how good this is. Isn''t the fancy dress just for the sake of souvenirs?"


    "Woo...then this time, you can stop taking pictures of me in the future."


    Jasmine blushed slightly, but she still compromised. She gently raised her hand to close her hair that was messy due to emotional instability. This small movement can also reveal a natural feminine style.


    And I handed the phone to a passing couple.


    "Two, please, can you take a photo for us?"


    "Yes, that''s OK."


    "Ye? Do you still need this?"


    "Of course, it''s a commemoration after all. This is not your ugly photo, so you don''t need to care."


    “…”


    After hearing what I said, Jasmine didn''t say it, but she still accepted it lightly.


    She also picked up a slender wooden knife, put her hands in front of her, and slowly leaned against me.


    "Okay, 3…2…"


    As the boys taking the photo slowly counted down, I smelled a strange smell.


    Such a refreshing fragrance is like precious rouge.


    I secretly glanced at Jasmine leaning against her, leaning against her, and I secretly said to her.


    "You are very suitable for wearing this outfit. Maybe you will be a female hero in your previous life."


    "You were a hooligan in your previous life."


    And she puffed her cheeks and replied with rude words.