West Lake swimming, the ancient name of Ruoshui, take the word good like water. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is the Jin Dynasty when the water canal was opened, because the water of the West Lake was diverted into the canal, traversing the city of Jinling, and the poem was once given, "The goodness is like water." That's why it's called that.

Later, the two Han Dynasty and Liu Bang were unified, and the Han Dynasty was established for more than 100 years, which lasted for thousands of years and has prospered to this day. With the continuous development of economy and culture, the West Lake has become the most popular place for literati and artists, and the West Lake is even more prosperous.

The scenery of West Lake is the most famous lightboat. Whenever the night falls, the lanterns are displayed on the eaves of the boat, so the people who visit the West Lake must take the lightboat as fast.

Lin Qingyuan was invited to the middle of the painting boat, he is now standing at the top of the flower boat, he looks at the West Lake in front of him, the rich one, the painting boat is standing, known as the first water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the market life is connected as one, and he can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

The people of the world only know what is in front of them, but they do not understand the truth of being born in sorrow and dying in peace, and they do not know that the country is facing major problems.

It is now the beginning of the lanterns, and people come and go on the flower boats and the shore of the West Lake, and the sound of celebration and laughter is endless.

The legendary Oiran girl is still a dragon with no end in sight. Lin Qingyuan thought dissatisfiedly, until now he still holds his own identity, hum, so he is making a mystery!

Then. Hou Xuecai was a little excited beside him and said, "Brother Ribai, it's the first time I've seen Miss Ji, you can help me see if my clothes are messy." ”

Lin Qingyuan smiled, and before he could speak, he heard a clear sound of "dong-", which was crisp and pleasant, like spiritual sound coming into his ears, making the originally lively painting boat quiet down all of a sudden.

"Yes, it's Miss Ji!" The crowd shouted in a trembling voice, followed by a burst of applause and shouts. Hou Xuecai and several other talented people seemed to be immobilized, motionless. He muttered, "Is it really, Miss Ji?" ”

At this time, a door on the second floor of the flower boat opened quietly, a bead curtain hung down quietly, looking from afar, there was a wonderful figure sitting behind the bead curtain, only its shadow, not its sound.

It seems that this person is the well-known Spring Xuan Yuan Oiran Ji Ruyue, Lin Qingyuan looked at Ji Ruyue's figure behind the bead curtain, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight sneer, but any Oiran will not easily let people see his appearance, pretend to be mysterious, and play tricks, so as to attract more people's attention, which is similar to the hype techniques of the modern entertainment industry, Lin Qingyuan has long been used to it.

That Ji Ruyue didn't speak, and with a tap of her fingertips, she heard a melodious sound of the piano, which slowly entered her ears.

At the beginning of the ear, the sound of the piano is slow, indifferent and elegant, as if the clear spring is flowing into the stream, and then the sound of the piano begins to become compact, and it is like a spring drizzle endlessly, and it seems to be listening to a complaining woman.

"The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the smoke and orchid are crying, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away; Mingyue does not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the oblique light penetrates Zhu Hu. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, went up to the tall building alone, and looked at the end of the world; If you want to send color notes and rulers, you know where the mountains and rivers are. The autumn of red leaves and yellow flowers is late, and thousands of miles of travelers. The flying clouds are over, and there is no faith in the return, where to send the book? The tear bomb is not enough to drop from the window, so the inkstone is swirled and the ink is studied. Gradually write to don't come, in the depths of this feeling, the red note is colorless. Ten years of life and death, do not think, since the unforgettable thousands of miles of lonely grave, nowhere to talk desolate even if the meeting should not know, dusty, sideburns like frost night to dream suddenly return to the hometown, Xiaoxuan window, is dressing up and looking at each other speechless, only tears thousands of lines are expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short pine gang. ”

A pleasant female voice came, gentle and light, and listened gracefully. At this time, the painting boat was extremely quiet, Ji Ruyue finished the song, and everyone was still intoxicated in the realm of words, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Hou Xuecai and the others were all staring blankly at the graceful figure behind the bead curtain, their faces were full of admiration, and even the dignitaries and dignitaries from all over the rostrum couldn't help but flock to it, and their eyes didn't dare to leave the bead curtain half a step.

Now in this group of people, only Lin Qingyuan is still sober, this Ji Ruyue is known as a song of Guangling Sanyi, Lin Qingyuan, who is used to hearing electronic synthesis sounds, feels a little monotonous for this kind of music.

After Ji Ruyue finished the song, Yingying got up, and the bead curtain was lifted next to the girl, and a face with a national color and fragrance appeared in front of everyone.

Green silk high plate, jade flour cheeks, apricot eyes and nose, cherry mouth, although it is a plain clothes, but the brilliance looms, walking like a weak willow to support the wind, looking forward to the beautiful eyes, the end of the ground is a beautiful woman.

Lin Wanrong's heart jumped a few times, this Ji Ruyue is really smart, and the white-clothed fairy who saved her from the Shili Bamboo Pavilion today has a fight, and compared to the fairy's non-eating fireworks, this Ji Ruyue is a little more charming.

Ji Ruyue smiled, her beautiful eyes looked around, there seemed to be a mysterious magic in her eyes, which made people look at her, and they couldn't help but look at her a second time, and then look at the second glance and then look at the third time. Both men and women in the hall stared at her blankly, as if they were absorbed by her.

Ji Ruyue covered her lips and chuckled, and said coquettishly: "Little girl Ji Ruyue, this is polite." ”

Lin Qingyuan was the first to react, patted his palm, and said loudly: "Under Lin Qingyuan, I have seen Miss Ji." "In Xia Hou Xuecai, say hello to Miss Ji." Seeing that Lin Qingyuan opened his mouth, Hou Xuecai's cowardice also said loudly without waiting.

"Gong, Gongzi, it's the disciple that day!" At this time, as soon as Li Xi'er and the maid Huan'er walked into the painting boat, Huan'er recognized Lin Qingyuan, who had suffered his humiliation that day.

Li Xi'er shook her head helplessly and said, "He won the top spot of this talent, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, hey." With that, he kept walking out of the crowd.

Hou Xuecai said loudly: "Miss Ji's flower-like appearance aside, just this song "Guangling San" is the pinnacle of perfection, I have never heard such a wonderful song, Miss Ji can be called the world's best." ”

"This boy is wrong." Ji Ruyue said humbly, but there was a faint look of pride on her face, in terms of piano skills alone, she can indeed be called the pinnacle.

Then Ji Ruyue looked at the talented people on the stage with interest, and said with a smile: "I don't know which son is the best of today's talents?" Can you give the little girl a glimpse? ”

Lin Qingyuan hadn't spoken yet, but Hou Xuecai had already thrown him out early, and he was speechless for a moment, Damn, your sister, she really thinks differently and forgets her friends!

Lin Qingyuan said with both hands: "The son doesn't dare to be, in the next Lin Qingyuan, the Lin Mansion is a small family." ”

Ji Ruyue smiled charmingly and said, "Childe is really modest, that's good, then ask Childe and the slave family to board the top of the boat together and light tonight's Kong Ming lantern." ”

Lin Qingyuan didn't know what the rules were for putting Kong Ming lanterns at this point, so he had to listen to Ji Ruyue's side, and she would do whatever she said.

The two of them climbed to the top of the boat in the eyes of everyone, because the space on the top of the boat was extremely limited, the two were very close, and the body fragrance on Ji Ruyue's body even entered Lin Qingyuan's nose, like an orchid and musk, refreshing.

Ji Ruyue was wrapped in a piece of soft yarn, wrapped horizontally in front of her crisp chest, between breathing, her plump breasts were undulating, and her small waist was twisting slightly, looking at her eyes, under the concave and convex figure, the charming buttocks appeared in front of Lin Wanrong's eyes, and it was not easy to say that it was tempting.

Ji Ruyue looked pitiful, stood up ****, looked at Lin Qingyuan charmingly, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and said softly: "Lin Gongzi, what are you looking at?" ”

Yes?

Lin Qingyuan woke up like a dream, and secretly scolded his concentration for getting worse and worse, and couldn't help blushing a little and said, "Oh, it's nothing, I just feel a little hot." ”

Isn't it hot, who doesn't want to burn when you wear clothes like this? Unless he doesn't lift it!

"Childe, you concentrate on it, I'm coming?" Ji Ruyue smiled, holding the fire fold in her hand and said to Lin Qingyuan.

PS: Thank you for the recommended tickets of Xia Yue and Aoyama Fuyuan that year. Tomorrow the thief will add a big chapter to the two of them!