She originally wanted to teach Yan Qi a hard lesson, but she was questioned a few times by Yan Qi like a cannonball, she was speechless, her heart was weak, and her momentum weakened, and she forgot to take revenge.

Moreover, Yan Qi also explained that he was watering the flowers, not deliberately playing tricks on her.

The red-robed woman was very entangled in her heart, but she saw Yan Qi jump out of the window and run towards her.

The red-robed girl was afraid that she would be gone, so she hurriedly retreated, her little face tight: "Don't come here, what do you want to do, be careful that I kill people......"

Yan Qi smiled and raised the bath towel in his hand: "Why are you so nervous, I'm afraid that you will freeze, so I will get you a bath towel." Hey, I'm sorry to accidentally get it on you. ”

The red-robed woman took the bath towel and draped it over her body to cover her shame.

Yan Qi looked at the red-robed woman, her hair was wet, draped over her shoulders like a mess, and her body was soaked with bath towels, tense tightly, outlining her graceful figure to the fullest.

It looks like a beautiful woman taking a bath.

Especially the delicate little face, with three points of shyness and seven points of helplessness in anger, which is more seductive than the previous murderous appearance.

Yan Qi smiled and asked, "Look, am I a good person, you steal. Peep at me, and I'll give you a bath towel to cover your shame? ”

The red-robed woman had now recovered from her panic, her beautiful eyes glanced at Yan Qi, looking at his somewhat gloating face, and suddenly came to her senses.

"Yan Qi, don't think that I don't know that you deliberately splashed me with water, I will keep this account in mind."

Where would Yan Qi admit: "It's really a good person who has no reward." ”

"You still don't admit it? It's the middle of the night, who is watering the flowers at this time? Are you so easy to deceive when I'm a three-year-old? Besides, you see, there is no pot of flowers on the windowsill, which flower are you watering? ”

Yo yo, this little girl's IQ is still quite high.

Yan Qi laughed wryly: "Actually, I'm joking with you, because I know that your martial arts are high, what is this little plot to you!" But what I didn't expect was: you were actually drenched by me! It seems that your martial arts are just like that, ordinary and on par with me. ”

My martial arts are common?

The red-robed woman was so embarrassed that she was speechless, if she was ordinary, there would be no master in this world.

However, she can't admit it, who let him be splashed with a bucket of cold water by Yan Qiyi?

If you want to blame, you can only blame Yan Qi's song "Silent Night Thoughts".

The red-robed woman is not only strong in martial arts, but also brilliantly written, listening to the four poems of 'the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected frost on the ground, looking up at the bright moon, bowing her head and thinking of her hometown', she couldn't help but be stunned there, the more she tasted it, the more she felt extraordinary.

This is a poem of five uniques, only four sentences, and each sentence has only five words, the number of words is particularly small, but if you want to express a rich meaning in a poem with such a small number of words, you must be like an assassin, one blow must be hit, the technique must be refined, the language can not be complicated, the blade must be sharp, and the purpose must not be obscure.

The simpler it is, the more difficult it is, and it must be done in one go, and it must not be dragged into the mud.

Moreover, the best five uniques also need the word 'natural', and there are no traces of carving.

Therefore, everyone has done a lot of poems and seven rules, but few dare to touch the five uniques, for fear of smashing their own reputation.

And the poem that Yan Qi sang suddenly shocked the red-robed woman.

Not only is the rhythm neat, but also the feelings are sincere, the writing is natural, and there is no trace of a knife and an axe.

The language is fresh and simple, and the charm is endless.

This is the real mastery, even those literati who claim to be everyone's don't have this skill.

It's really called the surprise in the ordinary.

In particular, the poem poked her tears and made her homesick.

It was precisely because she was tasting this poem that the red-robed woman neglected for a while, and she was drenched into a soup chicken by Yan Qiyi with a basin of cold water.

The red-robed woman looked at Yan Qi coldly, although he was a little ruffian, between her eyebrows and eyes, put . It's strange to be uninhibited, but to be able to make such a peerless poem.

Could it be that he is a man of great talent? Could it be that he really fell from the sky to help me?

If this is the case, I can recommend it to my father, and talent must not be wasted.

"Yan Qi, what was the name of that poem just now? The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected of frost on the ground, looking up at the bright moon, bowing his head and thinking of his hometown, is really a good poem. ”

Yan Qi was a little speechless, in the middle of the night, he was drenched again, he didn't change his clothes, what poems were he still discussing? Why are people so unpragmatic now?

Yan Qi said slowly: "This poem is called "Silent Night Thoughts". ”

The red-robed woman flashed her beautiful eyes: "Thinking in the quiet night? What a good name? Did you write this poem? ”

Yan Qi squeezed his eyebrows: "Of course I did it." However, this poem is so ordinary that I can make hundreds of them a day, and it is not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. Haha, haha! ”

This guy is cheeky, as thick as a city wall, and he doesn't know what to call embarrassed.

The knowledge of that world before is now all owned by him alone.

"Hundreds of songs a day? I don't believe it. ”

The red-robed woman was a little impressed by Yan Qi, but obviously she couldn't fully believe Yan Qi's words, the boasting appearance was too infuriating, maybe ...... Or, this silent night thought was made by someone else, and it was accidentally plagiarized by Yan Qi.

Yan Qi teased: "I can compose poetry casually, don't you believe it?" Believe it or not, I'm going to make an alternate version of "Silent Night Thoughts" that will blow your mind? ”

The red-robed woman's eyes lit up: "An alternative version of "Silent Night Thoughts"? Groan. ”

Yan Qi blurted out: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to tear your clothes." ”

The beautiful eyes of the red-robed woman widened, and she was completely shocked by Yan Qi, her face was red, and she stomped her feet angrily: "Shameless, too shameless, this is obviously a dirty poem, and an alternative version of "Silent Night Thoughts", what does this have to do with "Silent Night Thoughts"? ”

Yan Qi laughed: "That one is called "Silent Night Thoughts", this one is called "Silent Night Tear", with different words with the same sound." ”

"It's actually "Silent Night Tearing"! Shameless, nasty! ”

The red-robed girl is really about to collapse, this kid actually chanted a dirty poem in front of herself, and in the middle of the night, she actually tore her clothes, is this guy deliberately teasing me?

Yan Qi pouted: "Tear your clothes and be shameless?" Don't worry, women have such a day, and on the night of the candle night in your cave room, your father-in-law will also tear your clothes, and you don't want to tear it. ”

"You...... You're unreasonable. ”

The red-robed woman was speechless, and now she could almost conclude that since he had made such a dirty poem as "Silent Night Thoughts", then "Silent Night Thoughts" would not be such a divine work from him.

The styles of these two poems are simply very different, and the grades are too far apart.

Yan Qicai ignored what the red-robed woman thought of herself, and asked with a yawn: "You came here in the middle of the night, is it just to discuss the matter of tearing your clothes with me?" Please, I'm sleepy, can I tear it again tomorrow? ”