Mu Qianxun's temperament is hot, "Third sister, you are really glamorous in this outfit." Ling Yuran pretended to flatter, Ling Youran knew that she was fake, and she didn't give her any good face, but she always had to give her face, she smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, "Is it?" I think the fourth sister, your clothes are only Peugeot when you wear them on your body. After Ling Youran said these words, she was about to vomit, "Demon Ran, look at her, what is there in her body that compares to you?" ”

Ling Youran waved his hand, "That's not what I said. My fourth sister naturally has her own strengths, right? Ling Youran smiled like a flower, but the irony in his words could be heard by anyone, Ling Yuran frowned, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but it was only a flash.

Ling Youran was wearing a Yunfei makeup satin brocade robe, covered with a soft wool brocade cloak, and below was a colorful dark flower cloud brocade skirt, looking simple but not tacky, Ling Yuran's upper body was: Carved gold button peony pattern Shu brocade clothes,

The lower body is: a butterfly and a hundred flowers smoke phoenix tail skirt, covered with a brocade and wool cloak. "The body of the fourth sister is really gorgeous." Ling Youran smiled lightly, Ling Yuran was proud, pinched the clothes made of Shu brocade, and said, "Yes, although it is not as good as the third sister, it can barely be seen." Ling Youran snorted coldly in his heart, "This is a dress made of Shu brocade, the emperor just rewarded it to his father, and his father gave it to you, and his father is really eccentric." How much is this Shu brocade worth? After that, Ling Youran sneered twice.

Ling Yuran pouted, "I don't know, my father knew that there was a banquet in Jiangfu today, so he used these two Shu brocades to hurry out of the two clothes." "This speech is different from just now, obviously with a bit of arrogance." Isn't it Shu brocade? What's so good about it? Everyone in my family has one. "Mu Qianxun just couldn't swallow this breath, and wanted to fight with Ling Yuran to the end, deliberately saying this to anger her." You ......" Ling Yuran trembled angrily, although she knew that Mu Qianxun did it on purpose, she still couldn't control her temper.

Ling Yuran performed the song "Painting Wei" for everyone, Ling Yuran, slowly came to the stage, her dress swayed in the wind, she looked very moving, and she sang slowly: Go to the school to play your palms

You purse your lips and snicker

Twilight Ancient Banyan Hide and Seek

You can't find me

Get close to the water and see the reflection

Who expected this Qingming rain to fall

Two lotus leaves are interspersed in the silent crowd

Don't keep you away from the sedan chair

who

Make a grimace to make you laugh

You, who will be combed with the old eyebrows

Wine, buy drunk, paint at Wanfeng Bridge, and can't hold a pen, Xu Xu dreams back, so he has to be lonely

Turns blood into ink

I paint smoke waves

Follow

This scroll

Only a faint residual heat remains

Swearing

It has long been swallowed up by the tide

There is no one stroke left

Bitter smile inkstone without ink

I didn't want to make a painting

You smiled in your previous life

But I dare not say or sigh

The night rain is swaying by the railing

I would like to touch it, but I dare not touch it

but was thwarted by this time and space

Close your eyes and think you can feel it

The wind carried the painting in the air

Hang in the corner of my window in this life

Hug helplessly, only far away

There is not a single tear that has not fallen

Sacrifice a little drunkenness in the previous life

Finally, I will make you up in the drawing

Turns blood into ink

You draw smoke waves

Drown me

This scroll

Residual familiar residual heat

Voices of the Mountain Alliance

It has long been separated by heavy mountains

And then the next life

Your painting didn't paint me

That was late just to buy you osmanthus candy, and I ran through the long streets and alleys

Hide and seek, I'm afraid that you're in a hurry, and you can't find me, and I deliberately show the corners of my clothes

Turning blood into ink, you draw smoke and drown me

This scroll of paintings has a slight heat that you are familiar with

The Shengsheng Mountain Alliance has long been separated by heavy mountains

In the next life, your painting did not paint me.