Chapter 720: The First Year of the Market Economy

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

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In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

Light and long-lasting.

In the game of laughter, the time came to more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

There are some doubts.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.

It's really well prepared.

Lin Su could only slander.

I didn't anticipate at all whether this almost jealous mood was appropriate.

Chen Qing did not snuggle up to Simon Westeros again this time, but chose to sit down on the side facing the cliff, and said to the man next to him with a smile on her face: "Gusu Xing, give it to Mr. Westeros." ”

After a few moments, a melodious whisper began to drift through the mountains.

In the game of laughter, the time is more than ten o'clock in the morning.

The morning mist gradually dissipated, the sky cleared, the warm autumn sun sprinkled on the viewing terrace, there were no clouds around, the blue sky, the verdant towering peaks, and the pure and gentle water once again constituted another beautiful landscape painting.

Lin Su looked at Chen Qing, who was tired of the man opposite, and whispered a few words to the other party, got up and returned to the courtyard.

After about ten minutes, Chen Qing returned, already wearing a set of aqua green Hanfu and holding a bamboo flute.