Twelve aristocrats

Banquet venue in London, England.

This school celebration was jointly organized by Shengyu and the British royal family, and well-known nobles from all over the world were invited.So this school celebration can be described as unprecedentedly grand and solemn.

There are hundreds of taels of high-end private cars outside the venue.

At this moment, the cars of the twelve aristocrats driving towards the venue, twelve gorgeous cars of different brands arranged in an orderly long queue appeared in everyone's sight.

There is a white feather logo on the windshield of the front car, presumably it is the head of the twelve nobles, Master Baiyu Sheng Yujing.

Twelve cars stopped slowly.

The car door opened, twelve teenagers?No!Is it eleven?Because the last car door didn't open.

People around began to discuss, strange?Isn't it the twelve nobles?Why is there less?

The eleven teenagers gathered together, discussed with each other, then dispersed and walked away, entering the venue one by one.

The passers-by around widened their eyes and exclaimed.

"Wow!!! What an amazing scene!! Eleven beautiful men!!!" (French)

"Every boy looks like an evildoer! Especially the slightly shorter one." (English)

"It's just so cute." (Japanese)

"I can't even see it!!! That black feather on the chest!! It's the best!!! How can it grow like this!!" (English)

"That's not true! The one with the white feathers, wow!! Looks like I'm seeing a god! I adore you to death!!" (English)

A group of tourists from all over the world talked about it, and in order to communicate better, everyone communicated in English.

"I like that gray-feathered Zhengtai! So cute!!! I love him to death." One of the women unabashedly winked at Bei Yinzhe, but Bei Yinzhe didn't like him.

"They're all gone!! Go in!!"

"What a pity!! I didn't even see the appearance of each of the young masters of the twelve nobles!!"

A group of female nympho get together, old and young, it's a killer.

I don’t know who once said what, the British women are much more qualified than our Chinese women, I think our twelve noble masters will kill all of them once they appear on the stage! ! ! !

(Xia: You fucking candy! Are you talking about me! Do you want to die! I will try 100 ways to die for you, Tang: I didn’t say anything! I didn’t say anything!!)

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Tang: It's over! ! ! ! ! ! ! !