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Call...... Nine hundred chapters, this book has been written until now, it lasted one year and six days, more than three hundred days and nights, never slackened, not a day has been broken, thank you all the way to follow, never give up support, thank you, today is just the middle of the month, the first half of the month did not break out, ashamed, the second half of the month I will break out more, give back to everyone, and I hope you will subscribe to support me!

The twilight is dim, the sunset in the west sky with gold edges, at this time it is round, radiant, dazzling, dreamlike, so unreal.

The sun was shining obliquely from the western hills, and everything on the ground was shrouded in a blurry rosy color.

The warm breeze of spring is constantly blowing, as if a hand is constantly teasing, and the sun is flushed, as if it is a woman's shy face, but its poisonous light seems to have been swept away by someone, no longer dazzling, but very soft and bright.

It retreated slowly to the west, as gentle and quiet as a pretty girl.

There are a few white clouds on the horizon, flawless, and they are the backdrop of the blue sky.

In the evening scene of the sunset, Dai Yu continued to read, but at this time, her mind was blank, and she couldn't read a word, and gradually the scene of being entangled with Wang Xiaoqiang last night appeared in her mind, and then her eyes narrowed again, and her red lips pursed slightly......

Silver teeth clenched, and a sound like a gossamer came from his throat......

Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly pounced, Dai Yu's hand was weak, and the book in his hand fell......

Wang Xiaoqiang picked up the book, handed it to her again, and said, "Dai Yu, you, if you continue to read, I like the way you concentrate when you read, and appreciate the beauty ......of your intellect.

Dai Yu's cheeks turned red when she heard this, but she still took the book obediently and pretended to read it carefully, and Wang Xiaoqiang started his movements......

"You, what do you want to do??" Dai Yu asked a little shyly, a little panicked, a little confused, and a little afraid.

"Dai Yu, we can read a book while hehe...... Hehe......" Wang Xiaoqiang smiled evilly.

"Huh?" Dai Yu became confused and asked, "What do you mean??"

Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, swallowed emptily, and said, "Hey, that's what we did together last night?"

Dai Yu is also a smart person in Bingxue, and when he heard this, he didn't understand what bad idea Wang Xiaoqiang was playing!

At that moment, the blush on his face suddenly spread to the white jade-like neck, but he didn't refuse, but just glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang with love and hatred, and said, "It's bad for you!"

"Men are not bad, women are not loved." Wang Xiaoqiang said, he has started his action.

Dai Yu half-pushed and half-pushed and let it go, but unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoqiang made another request halfway, which was excessive: "Dai Yu, you read a poem to me...... Recite ...... seriously"

"What kind of poems are you reading?"

"You follow me to ......"

"Well, good!"

"Flowers send Mei Niang willow to swing her waist, the goddess peeks at the Fengyue kiln, Lang hugs the spring breeze and plays lightly, and the sister welcomes the autumn rain on the ninth night"

"Ah, this, such profanity poems, I, I don't read ......"

"Dai Yu, although this poem is a bit vulgar and unbearable, it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, but don't you think this poem is very suitable for the current atmosphere?" Wang Xiaoqiang said with his pink cheeks attached.

"Do you really want to read it??" Dai Yu murmured softly, as if she was in a dream.

"Of course, this poem will be used as a fun poem in our bed in the future, and it can play a good catalytic role!"

"Well, ah, uh, okay, okay......" Dai Yu couldn't hear what he was saying anymore, so the two began a fragrant journey of reading books and poems......

……

The next afternoon, after school, Tian Yunyi invited Wang Xiaoqiang into her Danyi, and when she arrived in front of the Danyi, she saw that Boss Tian was waiting outside the door to greet her.

After some greetings, Tian Yunyi finally invited Wang Xiaoqiang into a private room, at this time there was a large table in the private room, and a large pair of rice paper was placed on the table, and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all available.

A woman sat at the table, at first glance she was in her twenties, but she had the purity and slight astringency of a teenage girl, a fine product, but with the calmness and seriousness of a woman in her thirties, and there was a mature charm of a forty-year-old woman in her gestures.

Three age groups with very different charms, three distinct layers of women's tastes are separated from her, she is completely like a cocktail that is blended to the pinnacle, seamless.

Her face is like a fine painting, undoubtedly exquisite,

Glamorous, charming...... Cold!

Coldness is her temperament.

The coldness comes from the high of her expression, and the charm is because of her soft and weak eyes and a beautiful mole at the corner of her mouth.

Her first impression of Wang Xiaoqiang is that she is incompatible with literature and art, and she is not at all the temperament that only a talented woman and literati have, just like a changeable girl with all kinds of amorous feelings, so that you can't see her age clearly, and you can't see through her identity background.

But any lustful man, as long as he sees her, he will definitely be teased by her, because her mature body is not only breathtaking in the scenery on her chest, but also full of temptation of fragrance and color.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't believe that the woman in front of him was Ye Junqing, which was incompatible with the talented woman he imagined.

But Tian Yunyi's introduction negated his judgment, and Tian Yunyi directly introduced, "Xiaoqiang, this one. It's Ye Junqing, Junqing, this is Wang Xiaoqiang." The two looked at each other, and then, shook hands politely.

"Hello, my name is Ye Junqing."

Wang Xiaoqiang held her little hand, the tentacles were soft, although it was a dragonfly passing by, Wang Xiaoqiang still felt the tenderness and smoothness of her skin, she belonged to the kind of woman who made men want to drag them to the bed and play with them as soon as they saw them, a complete stunner.

Wang Xiaoqiang is also a well-informed person, but he was slightly surprised in his heart, and on the surface he was still talking and laughing, and said, "Listen to Yun Yi, classmate Ye's painting has reached the realm of silent and sound in this painting, and you must open your eyes today......

Ye Junqing smiled faintly and said, "I have also read Mr. Wang's poems, they are really good, they are very classic, and I look forward to you making better ......poems today."

"Hehe, classmate Ye, come first!" Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"It's better for you to come first, what kind of poem you inscribe, I'll draw what kind of painting......" Ye Junqing humbly conceded.

Everyone knows that since it is a combination of poetry and painting, it must be consistent with poetry and painting, the person who composes the poem wants the things in the poem and painting, and the person who paints the thing in the poem wants to paint the things in the poem.

Wang Xiaoqiang's poems and essays are borrowed from the ancients, and he is talented, so he doesn't dare to trust himself in vain......

"Two yellow orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the blue sky, the window contains Xiling Qianqiu snow, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship......" (to be continued)

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