At this moment, the willow eyebrow makeup has faded away from laziness, but it is sober and more flavorful. The slightly raised corners of her mouth are undoubtedly not showing off her beauty. The embellishment of drunkenness made her whole face like a peach blossom, which was extremely moving. The slender hand ripped off the delicacies in front of him and directly emptied the table of eight immortals. The sound of the flute on the third floor continued, and Liu Meixiang stepped on the stool, and the whole person stood on the table of the Eight Immortals. Dressed in white, clean and refined, a gentleman should be drunk.

This is the first time Gu Sangongzi has seen her, so confident, so charming, but so beautiful as a fairy. It was as if in the blink of an eye, she would ride the wind.

Gu Sangongzi only felt a shock in his heart, looking forward to Liu Mei's next move. At the same time, the entire Sui'an Building also filled the second floor because of this one, scrambling to be the first to see the excitement. The stairs were almost broken by the guests, and they rushed to the second floor. For a time, Sui'an Building was very lively.

On the third floor, Lu Zimo's jade flute was placed on his lips, the body was green and translucent, and his long fingers were beating on the small holes, changing tones one after another. Su Zhengkang was shocked when he heard this, this Lu Zimo was really hidden, and he had such attainments. happened to hear the agitation downstairs, and Young Master Su couldn't sit still, pushed open the carved red lacquer door of their private room, and looked at the white shadow in the crowd. The corners of his mouth flashed with excitement, Brother Lu really didn't read it wrong. However, he is in a state of gravity......

"Brother Lu, it's Brother Zixu." Su Zhengkang pondered for a while, but finally spoke.

When Lu Zimo heard this, he immediately put down the jade flute, walked out of the private room, and looked at the figure on the table of the Eight Immortals from top to bottom. I didn't expect that they were really destined to meet in Sui'an Tower. Liu Mei frowned, a little dissatisfied with the tone that suddenly stopped. Lu Zimo seemed to feel it, and the voice of the jade flute sounded again.

When everyone saw the true face of Lushan, the flute man, they couldn't help but sigh. Lu Zimo's appearance is absolutely rare in the world, and his temperament is top-notch. On the other hand, in the entire Sui'an Building, the only one who can be compared with it is Gu Sangongzi. Gu Sangongzi also looked over, and when he saw that his gaze stayed on Liu Mei's makeup, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart. But at this time, the willow eyebrow makeup has already begun to move.

Liu Mei took a pot of wine in her right hand and put it directly in the air. The lips were open, revealing the teeth, and the little lilac tongue was ruddy and seductive. The wine slowly flowed out and flowed into the mouth of the willow eyebrows, adding a bit of drunkenness.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the flask out and shattered it into pieces on the ground. The thumb of the slender hand touches the middle finger, the index finger and ring finger are upturned, and the tail finger is upturned. Jade hands are nimble, dancing lightly with her movements, like an arc. The silver python pattern on the white headband seems to be alive. Accompanied by the dance of her body.

Suddenly, the willow waist bent down, one hand was placed on the chin, and the other hand was detoured to the back of the waist, forming an incredible arc. Tilt your head slightly, look back and hook your lips, with a smart tone. "It's called a smile."

When everyone has not yet returned to their senses, they only listen to her; "The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate. The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”

The voice is ethereal and nice, with a bit of chanting. In her previous life, this was a passage in her favorite poetry scripture, called "Tao Yao".

Suddenly, her body turned flexibly, turning into a soft finger, and her footsteps slowly danced on the table of the Eight Immortals. It seems to be a little flustered, but it is very orderly with her movements. Time is like flowing water, and all of a sudden, it is the end of the curtain. The afterglow of the setting sun gilded her with a faint yellow, and she felt as if she were above the clouds. Like a fairy on the moon, Chang'e in the world. is obviously a man, but he is more thrilling than a woman.

Lu Zimo only felt his heartstrings move, watching her every movement, speeding up his rhythm. Su Zhengkang stood aside and saw clearly, and could only marvel again and again, there was such a woman in Jiangnan! Dare to go to the poetry club in the guise of a man, dare to enjoy yourself in the chaos, and dare to be unconventional. Such a woman is like a national treasure, rare in the world. And the talented women in Jiangnan are like jade, which is precious. Compared with the talented woman, the advantages and disadvantages are immediately clear.

There was a man, with a white shirt and a green silk dye, like a fairy, she came like an elf. Under the afterglow of the sunset, the willow eyebrows sometimes raise their wrists and lower their eyebrows, sometimes they relax their hands, and their feet are like a pen walking in the dragon painting Danqing, and the jade sleeves are windy. The music is in the ears, the hands of Qianqian jade are like silk strings, and the flowing water is like a dragon flying like a phoenix.

At this moment, Liu Mei makeup uses her eyebrows, clear eyes, Qiong nose, red lips, plain hands, and willow waist to outline arcs, and she uses her body and eyes to depict a picture of the ghostly workmanship. Her dance is full of souls. With the ups and downs of the flute, her movements are also slow and orderly, soft and free, and the beauty is full of atmosphere. She is like a magnet that attracts everyone.

Gu Sangongzi had never seen such willow eyebrow makeup, but he didn't expect her to be so amazing and gorgeous after being drunk. Looking at her, every movement tugged at his heart deeply. Fortunately, she is now dressed in men's clothes, and if it is women's clothes, the threshold of their Gu Mansion is estimated to be broken. Just why? Why has she never been shown in front of others? I'd rather be known for being lazy than show off my style. Looking at the willow eyebrows, the hosta was already a little loose, and the green silk seemed to be about to break free. He wanted to reach out and take her into his arms and take her away, and in fact, he did. It's just that it's a step too late.

The hairpin fell suddenly, and the headband could no longer wrap around the seaweed-smooth hair. The willow eyebrows swirled on the table of the Eight Immortals, smiling coquettishly, and the green silk was like a swimming snake, winding her graceful figure. A few wisps flew on her face, and because of a man's robe, she added a bit of heroism.

With a big hand, he pulled the willow eyebrows and makeup, and Gu Sangongzi hugged her off the table of the eight immortals. The willow eyebrows may be because of the excitement of drunkenness, and as soon as he entered Gu Sangongzi's arms, he immediately closed his eyes. looked at Lu Zimo and Su Zhengkang upstairs, and then looked at the entire Sui'an Building, it was really difficult to get out.

"Master Zheng, Master Wu, Master Li, if you have something to do, take the first step." As soon as Gu Sangongzi finished speaking, he picked up the willow eyebrows, squeezed through the crowd, and walked out.

"Brother Lu, do you want to chase it?" Su Zhengkang glanced at it and asked Lu Zimo.

"No, you don't." Lu Zimo put away the jade flute, and he said that he would meet by fate. And they have seen each other several times in just a few days, and they will meet again again. I just hope that the next time we meet, I can see her dressed as a daughter.