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Qiao Mu saw a white-clothed young man of eighteen or nineteen standing at the bow of the boat, staring at the river with his hands in his hands.

The breeze is like the moon, and the bamboo is jade.

The river breeze blew his white robe, and his long hair gently rose and fell against his waist.

The cold eyes, which looked very indifferent under the reflection of the light, slowly glided in front of her boat.

The turquoise bead in Miss Qiao's hand had been thrown out, so she saw it......

The bead "grunted", and it landed on the bow of the boat opposite, and rolled all the way to the young man's feet.

The young man's cold eyes drifted towards her, his face was covered with a little frost, and he looked at her eyes as if he were looking at a dirty thing like a rag.

Qiao Qiao blinked, then looked at the few beads left in his hand expressionlessly, and threw them all into the river.

The little facial paralysis didn't roll his eyes, so he glanced at the little brother opposite, withdrew his gaze, and took out a string of white bracelets from the inner realm, dismantled it and continued to throw it away......

"Childe!" Lingge hurriedly ran to the deck, and saw his own son, his expression slightly stiff on the bow of the boat, his eyes staring at the other side.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at each other, but the painting boat had already passed in front of Qiaoqiao.

Lingge only saw half of the flag of an official ship, and nothing else.

There were too many ships anchoring near Langfang, and the Jinbi painting boat didn't know what force it used, so the discussion finally ended, and the boat that was originally parked next to Qiaoqiao was driven away, and it stopped itself.

Of course, Miss Qiao didn't know what was going on, but she vaguely heard a little commotion on the river, and soon stopped.

She dismantled the third string of pearls to play, and it was really boring to lie on the trunk.

Suddenly, I saw a plump and slender woman holding a pipa and half-covering her face coming out of the painting boat with a high lantern on the opposite side.

As soon as the woman walked out, half of the river caused a sensation, applause suddenly, and a group of laughter and coaxing.

"The dream girl of Wanhong Mansion is out!"

"Hahaha! ”

"To be able to listen to the pipa song of the dream girl, I really die without regrets. ”

Qiao Mu touched his shriveled little belly, threw a pearl in his hand, and when he turned his head, he happened to see a young man in white walking out on the third floor of the Jinbi painting boat next door.

It was the guy who was looking at her with the eyes of a rag before.

He was condescending at this time, looking at himself coldly, and his eyes were mostly full of ridicule and disdain.

Miss Qiao looked puzzled and looked down at her small body.

That's great!

The fluffy pink makeup padded jacket, draped in a brocade cloak, like a porcelain doll carved in pink and jade, looks like a discarded rag!

This man must be sick!

It's more likely that something is wrong with the vision.

Miss Qiao turned her eyes and looked at the dream girl who was holding the pipa and playing it on the painting boat opposite.

Don't say it, Dream Girl plays very well.

The river breeze is slow, the sound of the pipa is slow, and Miss Qiao feels as if there is a cup of tea missing!

With a swipe of his hand, he took a cup of hot spiritual tea from the inner realm, and enjoyed the sound of the pipa on the opposite side while drinking it.

Anyway, I don't need money, just listen to it!

If it can be accompanied by a song and dance, it will not be so monotonous.