Good Bai Yinshuang!

White lucky is unable to move the body, his judgment, could not help on the lock in this Bai Yinshuang on the face. The pitch-black hair, pulled princess the hair bun, on the hair bun a hairpin pearl head ornament's hairpin, above has been hanging the tassels, when she spoke, the tassels dragged. She has the fair and clear facial cast, supple careful flesh. Double eyebrow slender like picture, double pupil twinkle like star. Under the small bridge of the nose has Zhang Xiaoxiao the mouth lightly, the lip, corners of the mouth micro upward curved, is having a sorrowful happy expression. Entire face careful simple and beautiful, is so refined, does not have the tiny bit world smoke and fire taste simply. She is putting on Bai Dexiao flower's short jacket, the white pleated skirt. Sits in there son, solemn noble, gentle graceful. Then pure, tender, looks like freshness and beauty an in bud, the fine dust does not dye.

　　Good Bai Yinshuang! White lucky at heart cheers. Stands nearby the staircase parapet, sizes up carefully, more looked that all the more is led astray: How, does this girl quite look familiar, is the previous existence has seen? Recites the frost as if to feel white lucky is looking at steadily looks at her, lifts the eyelash quietly, she rapid looked at one to white lucky here. As soon as the white lucky heart fierce jumps, the so pitch-black bright pupil, glitters the so quiet and beautiful light to be fragrant, how, is certainly the previous existence has seen! A Chinese violin prelude from now on, will recite the frost to start to sing:

　　

　　“the month son is obscure, the water is graceful,