The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 528 He has a dual personality (29)

   In another corner, Painter No. 1 is wearing a light blue tutu skirt and crown, and is chatting up with a noble lady with a smile.

   "You came alone?" The painter was slightly surprised.

  The noble lady nodded gracefully, "Yes, the Louis family is honored to be invited by the royal family, and my father asked me to come to the banquet on behalf of the Louis family."

  The painter paused and said with a smile: "I was also pushed out by my family. Before I woke up, I was pulled here by the pumpkin carriage."

   "Pumpkin carriage?" The noble lady opened her eyes wide and looked at the painter with interest, "What is that? Does it look like a pumpkin carriage?"

  The painter nodded: "Yeah, haven't you seen it? It's the carriage that Cinderella sat in when she came to the banquet, yes, it's a carriage like a pumpkin."

  The noble lady blinked her eyes and looked puzzled: "Who is Cinderella?"

  The painter was excited for a while, and accidentally forgot that this is not a normal place.

   He coughed and said, "Oh, that's a friend of mine."

   The painter has been able to do it, to lie without blush.

  The noble lady was dubious and looked at the painter from beginning to end, "You look a little strange."

   Painter:  …

  Mom.

   Revealing your gender?

   He immediately opened his eyes wide and pretended to be cute: "What's so strange?"

   A pair of eyes Bling Bling.

  The aristocratic lady choked, "The appearance is indescribable."

  The girl thought for a moment and said.

   The painter was aggrieved, "Am I not good-looking?"

   That look, that expression, can't be wronged.

The words of the noble lady choked in her throat, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said reluctantly, "It's beautiful."

  The artist raised the corners of his mouth happily, his fingers tugging at the small skirt, looking in a good mood.

   suddenly thought that he wasn't here just to chat, so he got up and asked again, "Do you know who hosted this banquet?"

The other party finally stopped asking strange things, and the noble lady breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I only know that this is a royal banquet, you see, the girl in the cheese tutu over there, she is the kingdom's little princess Vivian ."

  The painter looked in the direction pointed by the noble lady, and saw the teenage princess.

   However, this is not what he wants to know.

  The artist changed the subject, "Do you know about demons?"

"Devil!" The noble lady suddenly became vigilant, her gentle voice became extremely sharp, and her soft appearance was suddenly covered with stiff thorns, "Don't mention the devil on this occasion, he will bring bad luck to the kingdom! "

   The painter was startled and did not dare to mention it.

   He was obviously frightened.

  The noble lady seemed to realize the gaffe just now, stroked her bright blonde hair and smiled, "I'm sorry, I was rude just now. But it's better not to mention those two words, it's taboo."

  The painter nodded, said goodbye to the other party in a trance, and ran away.

   Just now, it was too scary.

  When the girl's voice became sharp, the expression on her face was twisted for a moment, and a deep sense of unease filled his heart, and the other party's attitude seemed to tear him apart.

  Painting covered his chest with lingering fears.

  She, could it be a devil?

  …

   Near the edge of the stage, the writer leans languidly against the wall, with a glass of champagne between his fingers, looking extraordinarily easygoing.

  Across from him, a young knight with blond hair and blue eyes was chatting with him.

   Writer: "Defending the kingdom is hard work, right?"

   "It is my honor to serve His Majesty the King."

   The young knight smiled lightly, without any edges and corners, and when talking with strangers, he had an air of aristocratic generosity.

   (end of this chapter)