It turns out that Jiang Pengji's words are really unbelievable, including punctuation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Jiang Pengji has not participated in large-scale parties in ancient times, she has participated in previous eras.

As the most powerful military boss in the Federation, no one holds her wherever she goes?

For important banquets of the federal nature, the organizer will habitually send her an invitation, and it depends on the personal mood of the person who arrives.

After comparing the parties of the two eras, she found that whether it was the ancient era or her era, it was nothing more than those usual routines, but as the commander of the legion, she was a big guy who was held by others and had to look at her face, and now she is just a shrimp.

Listening to the lively sheng song and qin music, and looking at the graceful man dance, Jiang Pengji smiled faintly.

Xiao Transparent also has the benefits of Xiao Transparent, at least she doesn't need to deliberately remember who XX is, and she doesn't have to think about XX's family status and other human-computer relationships, and then think about how she should talk to the other party, she is so tired and panicked when she says something.

"It's hard for you to watch it so fond - they dance so beautifully?"

Jiang Pengji glanced at the live barrage, and the content of the audience's evaluation focused on the figure, face and skin of the dancing girl, as for the dancing posture...... They all felt that it was too slow, it felt like the old lady in the park was playing tai chi, and the square dance was not as good as others.

Although she doesn't know what tai chi is and what square dancing is, it shouldn't be easy to describe the meaning of watching the barrage.

The body turned lightly and shook his sleeves, frowning. The young man Feng Jin looked at those dancing girls with beautiful dancing eyes, and smiled without looking back, "The waist is like a willow, and the voice is like a warbler...... Hiss - the taste of it, you need to taste it carefully, Lanting is impatient, and it is time to meditate. ”

Jiang Pengji looked confused, looked at Feng Jin who was engaged, then looked at those dancing girls, and then looked at the audience in the live broadcast room.

Suddenly, she felt that the audience in the live broadcast room and her aesthetics were only in one dimension, and the young man Feng Jin was already superb.

"The dancing posture is very good, but I like the enchanting one even more, with fair skin and beautiful long legs, big breasts and hips......"

These words were unanimously supported by the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Orange Flavored Chicken Thigh]: I just like such an honest and sincere anchor.

[Pipi Shrimp, Let's Go]: Actually, I also like hot bodies, and I only pay attention to female anchors with hot bodies when watching live broadcasts, and I basically don't watch them if I don't have a body. The anchor is the only one who does not rely on his figure, but relies on the connotation to attract the baby to chase more, and you are the most special.

[Shu millet will take you to see the goldfish]: Go all the way upstairs, #点蜡

The little angel in the live broadcast room echoed Jiang Pengji's point of view, but Feng Jin, an orthodox man in ancient times, was not so open.

Her face, which was as white as snow, was flushed, obviously embarrassed.

"Vulgar!"

Yo Yo Yo, I'm shy.

Jiang Pengji understands that a young man of Feng Jin's age, even if he likes a young lady with bumpy skin, he will not say anything.

She sneered coldly, "Huaiyu's words are against my will, where am I vulgar? I don't like to be gentle and soft, is it possible that you still want to hold one with you in the future? ”

Feng Jin is also a relatively talkative person, but Xiucai has always been unreasonable when he meets soldiers.

Jiang Pengji made it clear that she misinterpreted his words, where was the young man Feng Jin who was her opponent?

There was a burst of fire in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lan Ting dares to let Liu Junshou hear these words?"

Jiang Pengji countered indifferently, "Huaiyu forgot, who did I go to the Qinglou with before?"

Feng Jin: "......"

Who else can there be, your old son Liu Shebei...... Forehead...... Well, he lost......

Wrong!

Feng Jin remembered in hindsight that the little friend next to him was a woman and not a man.

Thinking of this, his expression became intriguing, and in layman's terms, it was like constipation.

Liu Junshou, your daughters are all like bears, why don't you come over to take care of it?

Liu She said - what can I do, I'm also desperate, not to mention that my daughter goes to the Qinglou, even if I visit the South Courtyard Restaurant, I have to accompany her.

Jiang Pengji looked at Feng Jin, who had no love, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

In ancient times, there were all kinds of bad things, but one thing is worth affirming, the character of the broad masses of the people was relatively conservative.

is like the Feng Jin boy in front of him, no matter how serious he is, he is essentially only a teenager and a half-year-old, very tender, Jiang Pengji just needs to give up a face and put on a posture of "what is love", Feng Jin really can't do anything about her.

People are in a hurry, Feng Jin young man accidentally drank a lot of wine, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he asked a palace maid who was waiting with him to lead the way to the toilet, Jiang Pengji saw him leaving, looked at the empty position beside him, raised his eyebrows lightly, and got up with ink.

She was still a little curious about the royal palace in ancient times.

As a qualified anchor, it is natural to meet the needs of the little angel of the audience in the live broadcast room, right?

Learning from Feng Jin's elegant rhetoric, Jiang Pengji successfully hooked up with a palace maid to lead her out of the banquet.

[Orange flavored chicken thighs]: Grandma, this baby just wants to visit the ancient royal garden, not to visit the toilet...... If Grandma goes to the toilet live, the baby doesn't mind......

Jiang Pengji saw this barrage, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

She never thought that the live broadcast audience in ancient times would be so heavy-tasted.

“…… I have a few friends who are from this year, and the evaluation should start for a while, but I always have a sense of anxiety in my heart, I wonder if the girl can lead the way for me?"

The palace woman pursed her lips and smiled.

"Lang Jun calls a slave like this, but he is a slave. The rules of the garden are strict, and everyone has their own way. With such a humble body as a slave, he is not qualified to go near that place. If Lang Jun wants to go, the slave will show you the way, and you can see it through the garden. ”

"Then it's a bother girl. ”

The garden of the royal garden is naturally not comparable to the small garden of Liufu, the garden is full of strange flowers and plants, although it is a depression in late autumn, but the garden is still full of purple and red flowers, the bright colors dispel the gloom, a little more lively.

It is said that the imperial garden in Shangyang Palace is more than ten times larger than this garden.

On weekdays, only the emperor, concubines, and princes and concubines can go to watch, and no one else can approach at all.

Even if it is the garden of the royal palace in front of him, if it weren't for the special day, a child of the scholar clan like Jiang Pengji, who has no fame, would not be qualified to step into, let alone walk at will and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

"Uh-ah-light, light-ah-ah-"

Jiang Pengji found a relatively secluded place and was going to find a rockery to rest.

In the live broadcast room, an audience member of the student biology expressed his interest in the unfamiliar plants in the garden and wanted to observe them up close, and asked Jiang Pengji if he could stay in the garden for a while.

She thought that she would be idle now, and it would be good to be successful.

It's just that as soon as she squinted in the rockery group for a while, there was a coquettish gasp from below, mixed with male and female wheezing, more and more high-pitched and urgent, with an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Ahh

Jiang Pengji, who was sitting directly above: "......"

The audience in the live broadcast room was more direct and exploded.

I wiped it, I chased the live broadcast for more than half a year, and I finally got to drive!