Chapter 497 What Are You Talking About?

Jinli was a little confused.

Isn't this Sir Bechdo a human being? ? ?

This knowledge made her a little curious, and by the way, she also wanted to see what this person wanted to do.

Thinking of this, Jinli closed her eyes and pretended to faint, but she could still "see" what was happening outside.

She saw herself galloping through the sky.

The jazz who embraced her was like a big light bird, with his toes lightly tapping on the top of tall buildings, gliding in the wind.

The night view of the Silver City, which she could not see last night, was completely displayed in front of her eyes at this moment.

Lu Zhengya was right, it was indeed beautiful - at this moment, Jinli was still thinking about it inappropriately.

This situation did not last long, or in other words, Sir Bekdo moved too quickly.

He landed outside a castle.

castle?

Jinli looked at the majestic and magnificent building in front of him in amazement. Before he could look carefully, he felt the people around him move.

Sir Bekdo seemed to want to hug her instead of hugging her horizontally.

Jinli: "!"

This kind of intimate gesture is really beyond Xiao Xianyu's acceptance.

She thought for a while, and her mind moved.

She was already standing behind Sir Bekdo, hidden in the air.

But Sir Bechdo still held a "Jinli" in his hand.

It's a little magic trick.

People in this white dove country, or not people, definitely can't tell.

Jinli followed Sir Bekdo into the castle.

It was very quiet along the way. Occasionally, I met a very retro-dressed, maid-like person passing by, and the other person just lowered his head and saluted Beck, and left silently.

Sir Bekdo entered a certain hall without turning his eyes.

The hall is covered with a blood-colored plush carpet, which can sink to the ankle when stepped on. The furnishings are extravagant, complicated and gorgeous, but they don't make people feel vulgar.

The owner of this castle has good taste. Jinli thought to himself.

The reason why he called him the owner of the castle, not Sir Bekdo, was because Jinli had already seen the real owner of the castle.

He is sitting on the main seat in this hall.

He seems to be taking a nap.

A hand rests on his forehead. The long blond hair fell to the side, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

The snow-white suit on his body, the shirt tied at the neckline is the most serious and abstinent appearance, but there is a bright red rose pinned to his chest, and the instant flamboyant and gorgeous form a strange contradictory charm.

Jinli was interested in that hand.

The bones are too beautiful.

This hand is thin and pale, but it does not look ugly, but has a kind of cold jade-like beauty.

Jinli leaned over curiously, wanting to see what the owner of the hand looked like.

But before she came close, the man woke up.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

The long golden hair receded, revealing the man's entire face.

"Wow!" Jinli couldn't help but admire.

"Who?" The man turned his head abruptly and looked exactly in the direction of Jinli. His voice was like gold and jade colliding, very pleasant.

Sir Bedo, who was still holding the "Jinli", didn't notice anything wrong at all. He knelt down on one knee towards the man with a pious face: "Your Excellency, I have brought you the most touching gift."

Jinli stood aside, biting her finger in distress: What are they talking about?