"Mo Xiang, are you sure that Brother Zhu will also come to attend the birthday later? But I learned in the school in the past that Brother Zhu doesn't have much contact with this son of Wang Junshou on weekdays, and it's just a friendship with classmates," handed over the invitation, and Bai Miao, who brought Mo Xiangzhu and the two into the hospital alone, deliberately lowered his voice a little and asked.

"You don't have to worry about this young lady, this is what I heard from the scholar next to Young Master Zhu, it's true, Miss, just put this heart back in your belly" Mo Xiang, who followed left and right, explained with a smile, Miss is good anywhere, but sometimes she is too sharp in matters about Young Master Zhu and admits death.

I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"There are so many people today, I think it's not just an ordinary birthday" Bai Aya listened to Mo Xiang's words, completely calmed down, and then raised her eyes to carefully look at the scenery of this prosperous but not too vulgar palace.

The red eaves of the tile loach ridge, the wooden doors and windows, are all finely carved and fresh, and there is no vermilion powder decoration, and from time to time there are pink-clothed maids and gray-robed servants passing through.

The walls of the one-color water mill group glow with white brilliance, and the white stone platform below is chiseled into passionflower patterns, and the left and right look at it, all of them are snow-white/pink walls, and the willows are embellished.

Outside the courtyard, the powder wall is encircled, the green willow hangs around, the bright red begonia flowers press the branches, the three hanging flower gatehouses, and the verandah is copied on all sides. The courtyard is connected with each other, the mountains and stones are embellished, and the five hugging buildings hang the plaque of "warm winter and cool summer" to cross Phnom Penh.

"The drunkard's intention is not in the wine, and the things he asks for are not in the person."

"Miss, I heard that the back garden of this Wangjun Shoujia can be called a scene in Luoyang, take advantage of today, why don't we take the opportunity to watch it" Zhu Qian still remembered the young Langjun who glanced at him today, and his eyes couldn't stop floating everywhere from the time he entered the house, describing his absent-mindedness.

"This ......" Bai Aya wondered if Takeasa, who had few words in Japan, said for the first time today that he wanted to go to a place, or this strange place, and couldn't help but have something to do with the boy he met at the door today.

I think Zhu Qian is also a big girl, and she has learned to think about the young Langjun.

In Wutong Garden, Wang Xifeng learned early that Lin Chaoge had arrived from the small house in the front yard, but no one reported the information that she had come over.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, supporting the table with her elbows, she even changed a few postures, and drank half a pot of tea, but she heard that the maid in the front yard said that she went to the back garden alone!

What kind of place is it in the back garden, the place where the women in the boudoir gather, the place where the women in the backyard are respectful, what did Lin Chaoge do in the past, could it be!!

With a wave of his hand, he inadvertently broke a green branch wrapped in a lotus cup, his brows wrinkled more and more tightly, straight into a Sichuan character, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was, Wang Xifeng didn't care about the ultimatum given to him by his father, and he was not allowed to be discharged from the hospital before the time came, so he rushed to the back garden in a hurry.

In the back garden, it has been almost half an hour, Lin Chaoge's legs finally have a little sense, his eyes are half-drooping, his curly eyelashes cast a small shadow area, and her heart has been silent hundreds of times to clear her heart.

"Xiao Yanyan's hair is so fragrant, but what kind of special spices are used, so that I am fascinated."

"Xiao Yanyan's appearance when he doesn't speak also has a different flavor, and this look really makes me love and pity."

"Hehe, Xiao Yanyan is scolding me in her heart at the moment, but she is really a ruthless little guy" Xiao Yuzi saw that she was reluctant to speak out here, and suddenly felt a little bored, just like a jade hand carved from white jade, she forcibly lifted Lin Chaoge's chin slightly rudely, and looked at him forcefully.

A pair of upward peach blossom eyes are full of evil nature at the moment, stretching out the tip of the red tongue and licking the lip flap, more like a demagogic soul hooking fox demon in the book.

"" Lin Chaoge was forced to look up at each other in humiliation, the brown eyes were pitch black at the moment, bottomless, the pink thin lips were half-in a straight line, and the hands hidden under the cuffs were clenched into fists, this person, if she really dared, this could not be blamed on her.

"Xiao Yanyan, what do you think I would do if I really kissed it?"

The white jade railing of the nine-song cloister, the national color of the peony bush, the corner

"Miss, you see that this back garden is really worthy of a scene in Luoyang, I almost thought that I had entered a fairyland" Qingyu exclaimed, if this scene can be seen every day, I don't know how good it will be.

"Well, this scene should only exist in the sky, and it is rare for people to smell it a few times" Han Wanran slowly brushed a white chrysanthemum with a bright bloom with her bare hands, and the tip of her nose approached and sniffed lightly, puffing on her face.

The whole back garden of the palace is magnificent, the white jade railing of the nine-curved cloister, the flying rainbow hangs horizontally, the long bridge lies on the waves, the winding path of the flower forest is covered by the winding path, the different rockeries and different stones are strange and handsome, and the leakage is exquisite.

Even in the backyard is the green grass like silk, all kinds of autumn chrysanthemums compete for beauty, and other flowers do not show weakness to follow them, when the real purple and red, the fragrant breeze blows, the flowers are like brocade, the national color is fragrant, the flowers are gradually charming eyes, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe.

Looking at the pavilions and pavilions in the distance, the eaves are like wings, the carved beams are painted, and the sun shines on a bright golden light. The lotus pond is sparkling, the lotus flowers are not grateful, and the red-tailed koi are entangled and laughing.

The backyard is full of large roses, the breeze is coming, and a white jade roars on the lake to top a small pavilion.

"Miss, isn't that?" The sharp-eyed Qingyu grabbed Han Wanran, who was about to turn around, and pointed to one place and screamed.

The white walls were entwined with vines, and among the large number of roses, the two men were behaving in a way that was unruly, and from their angle, they were hugging and kissing from a distance.

Han Wanran bit her pink lip lightly, lowered her head quickly, her fingers were twisting the snow-white embroidered handkerchief, and her cheeks were smeared with suspicious redness, I don't know if she was angry or embarrassed.

"Isn't this Lin Xiaolangjun?" Han Wanran looked back again.

Rose bushes, the young man with his back to the green shirt and bamboo hairpin, the body is thin and not thin, and it is as tall as a pine and cypress.

Hurriedly covered his mouth and exclaimed, staring at a pair of deer eyes, with disbelief written on his face, how could this male family member appear in the key place of the female family in the backyard.

Although the defense between men and women in the Great Zhou Dynasty is not too heavy, there is another man next to Lin Xiaolangjun.

Looking at the intimacy of his actions, and Lin Xiaolangjun did not push away the comer, the two embraced each other inseparably, presumably this matter is not once or twice.

"Tsk" Qingyu didn't have any desire to appreciate the beauty, but instead held her hands on her chest and sneered, her eyes full of disdain.

"Miss, I'll just say that this male fox is the master of a water-based poplar flower, you see that now not only is he hanging our young master Qi Yan, but he is also pulling and pulling with other wild men in this back garden, what kind of body is it" Qingyu stretched out his hand and pointed at the two in the distance, his eyes were more disgusted, and he couldn't wait to call someone over on the spot to tweet how responsive their pair of dog men were.

What's more, today is still pulling and pulling on the birthday of other people's mansions, what kind of system it is, it should be immersed in the pig cage.

The breeze is coming, the water is not rippling, the petals are dancing lightly, and the fragrance is striking.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Han Wanran would definitely not believe other people's words, even Qingyu, who had grown up since childhood, would have to uphold Ning Xinqi's seven points and leave three points, but when this evidence was conclusive and clear in front of him, he couldn't help but disbelieve it.

Brother Qi Yan knew the true face of this person, but he had been kept in the dark, and his well-trimmed fingertips sank deep into the flesh, and he didn't feel the slightest pain, and his eyes were full of pity.

"Miss, you see someone is coming again" Qingyu spoke out at the right time, pulling the cuffs of Han Wanran, who was almost out of control, more of a gloating when she didn't see anyone coming.

On the cobblestone paths of the same size, a rapid footstep sounded from far and near.

Han Wanran suddenly raised her head, just in time to see Wang Xifeng, who suddenly appeared not far away at some point.

For a moment, he was so nervous that he held his breath, lowered his head, revealing his small and lovely earlobes and slender and slender snow neck, and then when he raised it again, the corners of his mouth rose slightly with what he thought was the most perfect smile, and his steps slowly stepped out of the place and walked towards the corner.

In the rose bush, Lin Chaoge was forced to raise his chin to look at him, his whole body was aura, his thin lips were pursed, his eyes were dark and his fingers were pinched into the flesh, and he was dark purple.

Xiao Yuzi's hand restlessly stopped her waist, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with an unplayful smile.

From a distance, the two seem to be inseparable from each other, their lips less than five millimeters apart, and if one of them lowers his head slightly or raises his head for half a minute, he will cling to each other.

In addition, the two of them have beautiful colors and dusty temperaments, and they actually compare the autumn colors of this courtyard, and the flowers are willing to be reduced to the background.

"Miss, you see it's Young Master Qi Yan, he must know that this water-based poplar male fox has a private meeting with you in this back garden, and he deliberately came over" There was a faint sense of excitement in his tone, and there was a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, and he was even more jealous.

Why does a man have a foxy face, and he loves to seduce people, he is simply dirty, and he has been reading sages for many years in vain.

"Hmm" Seeing the people getting closer and closer, Han Wanran couldn't control the crazy drumming in her heart, and a touch of blush quietly climbed up her cheeks, which made her more picturesque and delicate like the spring of March.

"Miss, you see that Young Master Qi Yan is coming over, I will see Miss later, I can't take my eyes off" Qingyu smiled and quipped, bowed her head and quietly took a few steps back.

"Brother Qi Yan......" Han Wanran had just mustered up the courage, but before she could fully say it, the person was already in front of her, and she walked quickly without a shadow.

only hurriedly left a handsome back as tall as a bamboo.

"Miss, Young Master Qi is still angry, so I didn't pay attention..."Qingyu's words of comfort sounded pale and weak at the moment.

"Is it?" I don't know if I was deceiving myself or deceiving myself.

Wang Xifeng's heart was like eating explosives/medicine at this moment, and he was so angry that his anger increased and he rose up.