Chapter 32 I Qi Pingchuan embroidered my mouth and spit out, half of the Tang Dynasty
A dance.
Qi Pingchuan was condescending, looking at the slender and beautiful legs on the ground, looking at the little Lori, her eyes were in a daze, she didn't know what it was, and she unconsciously rolled her throat.
It's beautiful.
Little Lori smiled.
He took a deep breath, and although he danced a song, his breath was still steady.
Looking back at Childe, I saw that he was staring at him.
Eyes......
Well, it's a little hot, like eating people.
Little Lori's voice, she covered her chest in hindsight, and was embarrassed, "Childe~"
Qi Pingchuan was stunned.
As soon as his brain was hot, he blurted out, "It turns out that there is a ditch......"
Little Lori was embarrassed, and glanced at Qi Pingchuan in annoyance, "Ignore you." He got up and trotted back to the boudoir, leaving the smell all over the floor.
Qi Pingchuan regretted it.
It's over, she's run away, and if she can't make substantial progress tonight, it's a waste of this bright moonlight.
But...... Little Lori's physical flexibility, yoga master, this has to make people reverie, it is already foreseeable that if he cultivates with her in the future, he will probably have to support the wall to get out of this little goblin's boudoir.
It's also a little surprising that little Lori can really dance, and it's so beautiful......
Blood to earn!
Ten years of starting without a loss!
In the boudoir, little Lori leaned against the door, covering her chest, her face was about to stick to her chest, her little face was hot like a fire, her little breasts were even more undulating, and she bit her lip so ashamed that she didn't dare to see anyone.
Oops, it's so shameful......
It's all because of the night wind, which makes people itch, and because of the moonlight, it's too sultry.
After a long time, he sneered with a smile.
I remembered the appearance of Childe's dementia.
Little Lori is a little proud and a little beautiful, and she is very useful.
Women's ......
Who isn't?
Little Lori hid in the boudoir, Qi Pingchuan was not in a hurry, and he poured a shallow drink with pleasure, and gradually got into a better state - the joy of drinking is not drunk, but the word slightly drunk.
The flowers are half-blooming, and the wine is slightly drunk.
That moment of being drunk and not drunk, the mood is fluttering, and there is still a little lucidity in the mind, and I don't know the depths of this time, I don't want to go home, and the sadness is the most low.
When he was slightly drunk, Qi Pingchuan was happy and shouted to the boudoir: "There is Su, bring my guitar." ”
I'm going to have a song about the sea and the sky.
Sitting in front of the windowsill, dragging the hanging sideburns with one hand, and wrapping the index finger of the other hand around the reversed hair, looking at the boy in the courtyard under the moonlight and the candle shadows, he smiled stupidly, and was stunned when he heard it.
What is Guitar?
Qi Pingchuan laughed, so he got up and drew his sword and roared, laughing and said: "Wine into the bowels, seven points into moonlight, three points into sword qi, I Qi Pingchuan embroidered mouth and spit out, half of the Tang Dynasty." Hahahahaha! ”
After drinking, men feel that God is the first and he is the second.
Qi Pingchuan felt that he was Li Bai at this moment.
Little Lori's eyes were like a clear spring, shining with brilliance, cherry lips pursed slightly, and pear vortex smiled shallowly.
Childe is strong!
That's nice.
Little Lori frowned suddenly, and looked up into the distance unhappily, "Get out." ”
Across the street, someone stood proudly on the eaves under the moonlight, with a sword at his waist, and the bright moonlight fell on his body, and the green silk flew and danced in the night wind, silently looking at Qi Pingchuan who was slightly drunk.
Suddenly chuckled, "Yo, the little couple blamed me for disturbing?" ”
It's a female voice.
Instead, just turn around and leave.
Qi Pingchuan didn't realize that someone had come, sat down and continued to pour a small drink, and after being slightly drunk, the drunkenness became stronger, and after the crossing, the full sorrow that was suppressed in the depths of his heart burst out.
Drunk.
Qi Pingchuan after the fragment...... Reluctantly.
Just hysterical singing.
"Life is short for a few autumns, don't get drunk and don't stop, my beauty in the east and the Yellow River in the west......"
"Today, I watched the snow drift by in the cold night, drifting away with a cooled heart, chasing in the wind and rain, and I couldn't tell the trace in the fog......"
"I love you Chinese ......"
"This world, I came, let the storm whirlpool ......"
Little Lori couldn't cry or laugh.
I only got out of the boudoir, held Qi Pingchuan, and said softly: "Don't make trouble, son, it's time to go back to the room to rest." ”
Qi Pingchuan waved his hand and slapped away Little Lori's hand, and smiled deeply, "Yousu, you are here, come and come, Gongzi will sing to you - the evening breeze is blowing the pine waves, blowing this wind chime like a heavenly sound, standing in the silence of this city, let all the hustle and bustle ~ go away...... I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword, looking at the prosperity of the world, my young heart was always a little frivolous, and now you are home all over the world, the girl who once made you feel distressed has now quietly disappeared, love always makes you eager and troubled, and has made you bruised all over your body...... Blooming and never withering, the blue lotus ......"
Qi Pingchuan was already in tears.
I used to sing this favorite song with the girl I loved the most, and then she went to a distant place.
I was too stupid to see.
If I cared a little more about her back then, even if I took it with her, she would not have left her to go that far, burying my purest love.
Suddenly grabbed little Lori's arm and smiled with teary eyes: "Do you like to eat coriander?" ”
Qi Pingchuan ghost cried wolf: "I like it." ”
Little Lori is inexplicable.,Could it be that Childe is complaining that I didn't put coriander tonight.,But stir-fry generally doesn't put coriander...... looked at the drunken son, and felt a little distressed, and suddenly heard the son say a novel about fucking you, why is it so real.
She held her forehead and smiled bitterly, raised her hand with a headache, and fell.
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When I woke up overnight, it was already three poles in the morning, and Qi Pingchuan had a splitting headache.
Pushing the door out, Xiao Lori was watering the flowers in the yard, Qi Pingchuan scratched his head embarrassedly, "That...... There is a su ...... I didn't say anything strange last night. ”
Little Lori raised her head and smiled, "No, Childe sang all night." ”
Qi Pingchuan let out a sigh, fortunately, he didn't say that he was a traverser or anything like that, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.
muttered, "Hangover headache, but my neck hurts." ”
Little Lori smiled, "Maybe the wine is not good, Childe hurry up and wash up, I'm ready for breakfast, drink some millet porridge to warm your stomach, you have to go to class today." ”
Qi Pingchuan sighed.
Little Lori covered her mouth behind her and snickered, her neck hurt because she was cut by me, otherwise she would really cry wolf all night.
Qi Pingchuan hurriedly ate breakfast and went to the yamen.
Shuangyang will not be peaceful during this time, and it will be very chaotic, the people of the three vassal kings, Lu Bing's people, and even the treacherous people will probably appear on the stage, and the people of the previous dynasty have already arrived.
Zhao Chengzong, a former dynasty man surnamed Zhao, is likely to be a royal widow.
What you have to do is simple: take control of everyone.
Then use the non-existent edict in his hand to become a chess player, strategizing, letting them eat the dog's hair, and reap the benefits of the fisherman himself.
Qi Pingchuan suddenly felt a little dark.
If the author doesn't have a cardin, he can see all the details of the next plot, and he can become the master, then it is called beauty.