Play, play for a few days and you'll be in the workshop. Relax for a few more days and have busy days to come.

Chen Fang shook his head, he originally wanted to go to the hill to hang out, but was stopped by two weaver girls.

looked at the two beautiful weaver girls, but they didn't know how they stopped themselves.

"Master Horse, this is a lotus pod just picked from the lotus pond, the lotus seeds are very tender, Master Horse tastes it."

One of the weaver girls was slightly blessed by Chen Fang, and had already taken a few lotus seeds, all of which were fat and huge.

Two of them were peeled, Chen Fang pointed to his mouth, and the Weaver Girl sent one into Chen Fang's mouth, Chen Fang instinctively bit the Weaver Girl's jade finger, but unfortunately did not apply cardamom.

was sucked her fingers, and the weaver girl had already blushed on her cheeks, and Chen Fang's favorite thing was that her daughter's face was blushing, how not to pinch it.

At this time, he pinched his cheeks, slapped his buttocks twice, and left.

This oil-rubbing kung fu has almost become an instinct for Chen Fang, and in the future, there are too many objects that can rub oil in this workshop.

Look at the front and back of you, daughter country!

Chen Fang took two lotus seeds, but looked at the lotus pond again.

It is estimated that in the past few days, the lotus canopy in the lotus pond will suffer.

That's it, if you like it, pick it! Some lotus canopies, Chen Fang is also willing to go. When the time comes, rub more oil on a few embroidered girls and weaver girls to earn it back.

When I went to the hill, I saw that there were many figures in the peach forest, but it was those embroidered girls and weaver girls looking for fresh peaches in the peach forest.

Chen Fang was a little depressed, did he find a group of female bandits for Tang Gongfang? and their own showers and peaches shall be destroyed.

With so many embroidered girls and weaver girls, it seems that there will be no peaches left.

Depressed, does the master want to eat peaches, and he still has to go to the forbidden garden to pick them.

Eat my peaches, and be careful that I eat yours too.

At this time, when I went up the mountain, the small pavilion was already full of people.

Several young women held round fans and fanned them gently.

"I've seen the pony!"

At this time, Chen Fang came, and they all got up one after another, and bowed slightly to Chen Fang.

"No excuses!"

"Master Pony, the scenery of this Tang Workshop is really good!"

"Hmmm! Just like it. ”

"The horse is the most beautiful place in this landscape."

One of them, a slightly older Weaver Girl, said, Chen Fang grabbed his waist and kissed him on the cheek.

"Talking!"

The weaver girl giggled, and Chen Fang's hand on her waist naturally rubbed the oil, not the woman, was it still the owner of Chen Dafang?

In the palace, which little chef in the Shangshi Bureau has not been touched by Chen Fang's buttocks, and has not been pinched by Chen Fang's cheeks, several of them have also thrown themselves into their arms, allowing Chen Fang to play with her daughter's delicate body.

In this Tang workshop, there is no little sister in the owner's courtyard, and the little sister has not been oiled by Chen Fang.

Chen Fang sat in the gazebo for a while, touching here and there, and liked to pull the braids the most, and then untie them.

I also like to pinch my daughter's gentle palm, look at the fingerprints carefully, and take advantage of the situation to play with the weak palm.

The hands of these weaver embroiderers are good-looking, especially the embroiderers, who are skillful hands that can embroider, but if they are the best-looking, they are still the hands of the colorful clothes, which can make them look at it for a long time.

When I saw which little daughter's house was good-looking, I couldn't help pinching my face.

Even Chen Fang had a quirk at this time, so he asked a few weaver girl embroiderers to take off their shoes, take a closer look at the naked daughter's jade feet, and knead a few of them.

However, there are few daughters who are good-looking, and they can't compare with Gao An Zheng Meiren, let alone Wu Meiniang. Wu Meiniang's is already the best of the best.

After sitting for a while, I walked back, almost never idle on the road, and I could always touch my slender waist and butt when a certain Weaver Girl embroiderer passed by, which made the Weaver Girl Embroidery blush and look back, but they all smiled shyly.

There are weaver girls everywhere in this workshop, and there are slender figures everywhere, and wherever Chen Fang goes, the words of Jiangnan's soft and glutinous daughter are good, especially the sound of the horse master, Chen Fang's bones that can be shouted are crispy.

It's a pity that there are many things that Chen Fang doesn't like, such as the lotus canopy in the lotus pond, the peaches in the hill, and the rabbit that was caught on the road, and let a few little weaver girls take turns to play, depressed!

What if you play rabbit and play dead?

My Tang workshop, my lotus pond hill, my lotus pods and fresh peaches, my little rabbits, ducks and geese, have been abused by you big girls and little sisters.

After returning to the owner's yard, Chen Fang lay down on the recliner sullenly. It's cool to rub the oil, but your hands are tired!

At this time, Xue Liang came over and sat next to Chen Fang, who originally wanted to rub his shoulders, but was pulled by the master of the horse to lie in his arms.

Feeling the warmth in his hands, Chen Fang lay quietly for a while.

Ay! My Tang workshop, I don't know what will become because of these embroidery girls and weaver girls.

"Snow hedge, what day is it in a few days?"

"Tanabata!"

Qixi Festival, formerly known as the Qiqiao Festival, is a festival of the origin of the Han Dynasty in China, the most popular is the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and then gradually evolved, but it has become a festival that symbolizes the love between men and women.

At this time, the Tang Dynasty, Qixi Festival is already a very famous festival, generally at this time, there will be some activities in the folk and the palace.

At this time, it is already the beginning of July, and Qixi is the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar every year.

"Oh, you know!"

Chen Fang's finger put the red lips of the snow fence and pressed it lightly.

"Xue Fence naturally knows, the master of the horse asks this, why?"

"Tanabata, there is always something to do."

"What is the horse going to do?"

"You said that this year's Chinese Valentine's Day, can we make a few pairs of mandarin ducks in the Tang Workshop?"

"Where do you know about this snow hedge, but the snow hedge has seen that many men and women in the workshop have a heart of admiration."

"Well, hurry up and form a few pairs and add some new ones to this workshop."

"Master Horse, I heard that Master Horse is going to hold a wedding banquet for Wei Xiong and Hu Niu."

"Well, I'm going to be ready for that tomorrow."

"How to make the first wedding banquet in the workshop more lively."

Xue Li nodded in Chen Fang's arms, but the wedding banquet of the horse master was not in the workshop, but in the palace.

Therefore, the wedding banquet of Wei Xiong and Hu Niu was the first in this workshop.

At this time, marriage is the order of the parents, and the words of the matchmaker are the words of the matchmaker, and in the Tang Workshop, everything is naturally listened to by the master of the horse.

Nominally, the two highnesses are the backbone of this side, because in all dynasties, the status of the concubine is always inferior to that of the princess from the royal family.

But in the Tang workshop, who doesn't know that the horse here is the master.

Men and women here love each other, and in the end, they have to agree to it.

Of course, for Chen Fang, as long as you don't dig into my corner, you can talk about marriage with whoever you like.

Dig into my corner, and I won't waste you.

Of course, no one in this workshop dared to touch the girl in the owner's courtyard.

Besides, after following Chen Fang, how could these girls fall in love with other men.

At this time, twilight was gradually rising, and the sky was dotted with stars.

The wind blew at night, but it was cooler from the hill of the lotus pond.

I wanted to accompany the two highnesses for a walk outside, but as soon as I walked to the corridor, I saw many people there, both men and women, and naturally there were fewer wolves and more meat.