"Hey, I didn't expect that the senior sister who looks gentle and virtuous, well-behaved and cute, and beautiful and moving has such a violent scene, so isn't there no good life after that?"

The corners of Li Qingfeng's mouth curled slightly, and he chuckled.

"Nonsense," Chu Yanqing took a sip of her.

"Don't you think it's a shame that the rise and fall of a country has been pushed by those literati to a helpless woman?

Can't you even find a man who can take responsibility?"

Li Qingfeng was inexplicably embarrassed, how could he have the illusion of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

looked at the other party's smiling eyes, touched his nose, and said lightly: "History, in fact, is essentially the winner, or the literati control the right to speak, it is not so complicated.

History is the drunken words of the group of people in power after the Central Plains won the world, and the history books are just the family letters of the emperors and generals, and the truth has long been buried in time.

When the Qing army entered the customs, the Ming Dynasty would inevitably make a fool of the people, and the Han Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty, the first emperor who swallowed the eight desolations and the six rivers would inevitably be mediocre, brutal and bloody.

How many words of those official histories are true? No one can be sure of this question.

However, the power of women is not small, the eternal empress Wu Zetian also rules the world, and the Empress Dowager of the West listens to the government and has mastered the power of China for half a century.

Moreover, how much the status of women has improved now, the senior sister should know best."

Chu Yanqing looked at Li Qingfeng, who had a bright gaze, and suddenly found that this handsome boy was particularly attractive when he spoke, just like the deafening words made at the opening ceremony.

"No matter how much the status of women has improved, it cannot be denied that discrimination still exists, and a modern woman wants to climb to a high position and control power, and it will take much more sadness than men.

Moreover, no matter how much you whitewash and explain it, you still can't avoid it, now it's a patriarchal society after all, and women are still subordinate to men."

Li Qingfeng Yaoyao's head, his eyes turned slightly, staring at the Miaoman figure hidden under her fresh dress, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth that made the girl's cheeks red.

"Compared to these big and empty topics, I am more concerned about things, I haven't seen it for so long, the figure of the senior sister, but it is a lot plumper, I like it"

The girl in front of her was hidden under the T-shirt, and it seemed that she had quietly grown up a lot during this time, and Li Qingfeng was index finger when she saw it.

Chu Yanqing was stunned, followed his line of sight and looked at his privacy, his face turned red, and he snorted coldly: "Big pervert"

Li Qingfeng quietly turned around and suddenly stepped up, and hugged her directly in the girl's surprised and panicked gaze.

"You, what are you doing, Aomine, let go of me"

Hearing this slightly tremolo tone, Li Qingfeng turned her head over, stared directly at the pair of Qiushui eyes, and said in a bad tone: "Since Senior Sister has always said that I am a hooligan, then how can I be sorry for the title of hooligan."

The light fragrance is fragrant, clear as a quiet orchid, I like the perfume that my sister wore today."

His head tilted slightly, and he whispered softly in that small and delicate ear, and his tone was a little ambiguous.

Chu Yanqing's heart trembled, the burning breath seemed to be on her heart, itchy, and her head was even more dizzy as if she was drunk.

At this moment, the calmness in my heart and the coldness on my face disappeared.

It seems to be a natural nemesis, a thousand calm, and all kinds of cultivation will disappear in front of this boy.

Li Qingfeng hugged the girl tightly and took a deep breath, full of aftertaste.

After a while, he quietly let go, and he continued to walk along the path with Chu Yanqing as if he was fine.

Beneath the scorching sun is a shady green avenue, the willows hang low, crisp and dripping, the breeze blows, and the bent willow can touch the ends of the hair from time to time, adding a bit of interest.

The combination of the two can be called a perfect match, perfect as a golden boy and a girl.

Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise I don't know how many people I would have killed.

After the hug, there was silence for a moment, and the air seemed to fall into an indescribable ambiguity.

With a touch of warmth, like a tacit understanding between old friends, every look and action has a feeling of heart, and there is no embarrassment at all.

"Are you all so presumptuous?"

Chu Yanqing looked at Li Qingfeng, who was silent, beside him, with a little bit of playfulness.

"That's not it, it's supposed to be the senior sister."

Li Qingfeng shrugged, casually broke off a tender willow strip, put it in his hand and played with it gently, and chuckled.

"Do you want to rely on me to play a hooligan?

"Tut-tut, if it's not that the charm and charm of the senior sister are too fascinating and difficult to control, why is this so?

Jiangnan women are beautiful and handsome, essence and connotation, loved by heaven and earth, these statements are never false.

Especially the appearance of the senior sister confirms this, Mingzhu, a place where a strange woman like Zhang Ailing has good feng shui, how can it be simple to grow in such an environment"

Li Qingfeng looked at the delicate face with a three-point halo with a smile, and the banter in his eyes made Chu Yanqing inexplicably a little ashamed.

"Flim Flam"

"It's not only slippery, it's also very sweet, and the senior sister has a chance to have a taste"

"Rogues"

"One another"

"Pervert"

"Passing the prize"

"Scoundrel"

"Acceptance"

......

After a battle, Chu Yanqing was sure that he was not the opponent of the thick-skinned boy next to him, so he didn't take the initiative to speak, and the air was quiet again.

Li Qingfeng didn't speak, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman, and the scenery was extremely beautiful, which was pleasant.

Gently put his hands behind his head, and hummed a melody from where he didn't know where to hear it.

The posture of the two is quite a bit of a state of first love on a first date but not knowing what topic to talk about, but Li Qingfeng purely doesn't want to disturb this quiet and tranquil atmosphere, otherwise there can be 10,000 ways to make the girls around him angry, laugh, annoyed or happy.

Chasing girls must be tightly combined, not chattering all the time is the truth, and appropriate silence is easier to cultivate tacit understanding.

The cement path by the lake is very long, Chu Yanqing looks at Li Qingfeng from time to time, and the boy who always likes to make her angry and make her happy on weekdays also has a different kind of charm when he quiets down.

The pair of dark and deep eyes are endlessly mysterious, such as the master's finely carved facial features, which are indescribably handsome, and the wide arms, the tall figure, and the simple but not simple clothes on his body set off the whole person extremely lofty.

What especially makes her heart beat faster is the vicissitudes and mature temperament of Li Qingfeng that has gone through the world and weathered, and there is a kind of indifference that looks down on the autumn breeze and spring moon and is used to seeing the five rivers and four lakes.

All these wonderful virtues were perfectly combined in this young boy who was only nineteen years old, and she could imagine how strong and almost fatal the boy's attraction to the opposite sex was.

At this moment, even if there are countless outstanding boys around her, even if she is used to seeing the rich second generation and the second generation of power, and even the red second generation with some monstrous backgrounds, her heartbeat is still speeding up.

The thumping thumping sound seemed to ring in her ears, and two colorful clouds quietly rose on her flawless and beautiful face.