"Sister, what did you do to Brother Chen? Why didn't he look so happy? ”

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The foodie gave him a blank look, too lazy to answer him, Mu Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Young master, how can you say this?" ”

Brother Tu didn't realize that he had said the wrong thing, and said disapprerovitously: "It's okay, Mu Qing, you have worked hard." ”

There is no reason to say this, Mu Qing doesn't know how to continue, young master, I'm talking to you, why did you go somewhere else.

Brother Clay's spiritual jump, Chen Yifan will not feel strange, and a family of foodies, then there is nothing strange, as the saying goes, not a family, not a family.

"Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for many days, and my spirit has not decreased."

Chen Yifan couldn't help but glance at him, you just said that my face was not good-looking, and now that you are saying this, will you speak, Brother Tutu doesn't care what Chen Yifan thinks of him, he sits down, and his ass has not fallen yet.

The foodie glared at him fiercely, Brother Clay didn't dare to sit down, looked at his sister nervously, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

The foodie pointed to the other side and said ruthlessly: "You sit over there, this is my place." ”

“……。”

Everyone didn't speak, and quietly watched what this clay brother was going to say, Ji Chunqiu stood behind him, covering his mouth and not speaking, I just watched you pretend, young master, you can do it yourself, that young lady is here, I don't dare to talk nonsense.

"Aha, that's right, then I'll sit over there." Brother Clay stood up with the same face and sat down in another position.

A few people sat down, and Ji Chunqiu, who was behind, also found a place to sit down, in the words of Brother Tu, it can't be too high-profile, it's better to be low-key, six people are sitting at a table, a little crowded.

Time passed, there was a commotion in front, and under the crowd, a scholar came in in a very high-profile manner, followed by a few maids, beautiful and dazzling, followed by several guards, just this pomp and circumstance, people couldn't help but exclaim.

"Baizi Xu."

"Southeast Baizixu, why is he here?"

"Didn't you say he wouldn't come? Why is it here again? ”

The scholars were shocked, turned their heads to look, and their eyes were indescribably bitter, as if the comer was very strong, so that they could not raise a trace of desire to fight.

Bai Zixu, male, from Lingzhou City, is well-known in the upper society, much more famous than Chen Yifan's name, and is the object of admiration and admiration of many women.

To say something ugly, those women in the boudoir who fantasize day and night also fantasize according to the appearance of a hundred children.

Baizi waved his hand, and the people behind him left, leaving two maids by his side, and came to the front of Chen Yifan, directly ignoring Chen Yifan, bowing down and stretching out his hand politely: "I don't know if I can invite the girl to get together?" ”

The foodie glanced at him lightly and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say, in the southeast of the hundred sons, people call the southeast of the hundred is also, in the next dare not say anything else, poetry and songs, in Lingzhou City, no one can match."

A maid said: "My young master is a top scholar in Lingzhou, how can these incompetent people be able to do it." ”

Another maid came out and said, "Girl, my young master will invite you because you look okay, otherwise, do you think my young master will invite you?" ”

There was indescribable pride in the words of the two, as if their young master was very powerful, which made their faces shine.

Brother Tu couldn't help but beat this pretending person, he could pretend to be more powerful than me, whether it was more pompous than pomp, whether it was more arrogant, he regretted why he didn't make a big show just now, otherwise he wouldn't let such a person pretend to be forced in front of me.

"Oh." The foodie was stunned.

"Girl, please."

The foodie didn't mean to get up, so he pulled Chen Yifan's clothes and said, "Chen Yifan, who is this person, why is he so annoying, chattering, like a fly." ”

Chen Yifan wanted to laugh very much, really, but he didn't laugh, from his eyes and facial features, it could be seen that he was indeed laughing.

"You ......."

"How daring."

"I don't know what to do."

The two maids jumped out, pointing at the foodie and trembling, the foodie gave Mu Qing a look, Mu Qing suddenly got up, and said coldly: "Get out, I don't welcome you here." ”

"Good, good, you're good, I remember you, boy." Bai Zixu glared at Chen Yifan fiercely, and then left.

Chen Yifan scolded his mother in his heart, I didn't do anything, why do you want to do this to me.

He is really aggrieved, obviously he is a foodie, why do you treat me like this, why.

Brother Tutu gave Chen Yifan a reassuring look, it's good to get used to it, it's good to get used to it, it's already commonplace in the next place.

The atmosphere was silent for only a moment, and as more and more people came in, several storms were set off, such as the first scholar of a certain Lingzhou, when the second scholar came in, everyone exclaimed and shouted loudly.

After that, it quieted down, ate and drank, time passed minute by minute, and the poetry meeting focused on the artistic conception and ignored the surface.

Of course, pomp and circumstance are also very important, to attract everyone's attention, this is the way that the famous scholars do, generally the famous scholars, do not need pomp, as soon as they come in, they can attract everyone's attention.

I ate almost enough, drank and drank enough, and the first round of the poetry meeting passed like this.

was so bored that Chen Yifan wanted to leave several times, but was stopped by foodies, the dirt brother on the opposite side had a playful eyebrow, and ghostly eyes, which made Chen Yifan feel cold all over his body, and even Chen Yifan couldn't help but imagine, could he be that kind of person?

Finally, the poetry meeting has entered the climax, the protagonist has arrived, the Oiran of the Yuan Yue Building is late, the people have not arrived, the fragrance comes, the lights are red and green, the light is concentrated on the attic, and a figure with red is down.

The steps are light, the thin waist is twisted, the purple Luo skirt is draped in a red curtain, the eyes are clear, the eyebrows are trimmed and the nose is trimmed, and the cheeks are slightly pear vortex, which is beautiful and incoherent.

The scattered sunlight reflected on her face, and it made her complexion crystal clear, soft as jade, her complexion was strangely white, her nose was higher than that of ordinary women, but there was a faint blue meaning of sea water in her eyes, and her figure was slender, Yingying's wealth, and she was charming.

Before he could speak, the scholars below began to shout frantically: "Purple Moon Girl, Purple Moon Girl." ”

"Purple Moon Girl, Purple Moon Girl."

"Purple Moon girl......."

The wave-like words covered all the business, and the popularity was so strong that Chen Yifan had to look sideways, and when he looked up, the purple moon girl raised her hand and pressed it down, and her voice suddenly disappeared without a trace.

A maid walked out behind him and spoke on behalf of the Purple Moon girl: "Today's poetry meeting is the first poetry meeting in Lingzhou City, in order to let you scholars make amazing poems, my young lady has decided that all the poems that can make my young lady love can spend a good night with my young lady." ”

"Wow."

"Is this true? Purple Moon Girl? ”

"Purple Moon girl, is this true?"

The scholars all had red eyes, staring at Ziyue, eager to eat her, Ziyue smiled: "That's right, you might as well use this poetry as the title to make a poem that will be passed down for centuries, the little woman is not talented, and she is willing to pour tea and water for you." ”

"Really, Ziyue is mine, don't fight with me."

"Go aside, what the hell, how can you waste girls have, I just thought of a poem, and I dedicated it to Miss Purple Moon here." The gentleman spoke first.

"The silver candle autumn light is cold, and the small fan flutters fireflies.

The night is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory Vega. ”

"This autumn eve is an inspiration, specially dedicated to the Purple Moon Girl, and I hope that the Purple Moon Girl will be favored." This gentleman is confident, and I have been meditating for three months for this day, and finally I have made these poems, and see how you fight me.

Other people who were not prepared regretted why they didn't prepare earlier, and what should they do now.

These people are only a part of the people, and among them, some of the prepared scholars have come out to offer their ugliness.

When I saw the Purple Moon girl, I couldn't help but think of a poem, Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried. Helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy? Since people grow and hate water, they grow up. ”

"Take this poem and dedicate it to Miss Ziyue, and please ......."

"Get out of the way, whatever." The bad-tempered scholar slapped the past, you shameless person, what we want is originality, do you understand originality, do you really think we are fools? This poem has long been recorded in the classics, do you want to use it to fool us? You really think we're in the water, don't you?

"You ......."

"What am I, I'm not going to get out yet, are you?" When the scholar saw that everyone was looking at him, he was ashamed and hurried away.

This scholar will definitely take credit if he gets cheap, and smiled at the Purple Moon Girl: "Purple Moon Girl, don't worry, such a villain, if you help you stop it, you won't let his rat feces harm our Lingzhou Scholar." ”

"The little girl thanked the boy." Purple Moon thanked her.

The posture was very low, but his eyes never flickered, Chen Yifan shook his head, these fools, none of them have brains, is it worth it for a woman?

The foodie was equally disdainful, pulled Chen Yifan's clothes, and quietly asked: "Chen Yifan, is she good-looking?" ”

"That's it." For a person who has seen many beauties of a certain country, he has a certain immunity to beauties, although the bottom is still hard, it is not a problem.

"Really?" Foodie eyes are full of aggression.

"Why am I lying to you, you want to have no breasts, you want an ass without an ass, what's the use." As soon as Chen Yifan finished speaking, there was a sudden pain in his waist, not on one side, but on both sides.

The foodie looks down at his chest, which is a little small, and his hand is more forceful, so that you can say that I have no breasts, and let you say that I am.

Mu Qing has a chest, it's not bad, compared to foodies, the scale is quite large, but Mu Qing's ass is not very big, as a person who practices martial arts, I usually don't care about this, but you said this in front of me, is it because I don't exist, so I increase my efforts.