Peng Yue's eyes followed the cheers and cheers of the crowd and fell on the woman who was dancing in the courtyard, only to see that this woman danced lightly and gracefully, sometimes raising her wrists and lowering her eyebrows, and sometimes lightly Shuyun hands, which can be described as elegant and vigorous, but also extremely powerful, giving people a sense of jade sleeves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"So she's dancing?" Yan Shifan looked at Peng Yue with a smile.

"There is both a soft and strong posture, which is really good..."Peng Yue responded perfunctorily, but watched the woman dance with a very high "audience quality".

Yan Shifan looked at Peng Yue's focused appearance, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Master Peng, this is the top brand of Lishui Academy, but she is much more beautiful than that Gu Wan'er, and the girl is a well-informed and interesting woman, and the wind and moon are boundless... "Yan Shifan felt that he had said a little too much, if he really wanted to achieve his goal, he still had to pay attention to his words.

However, Yan Shifan's words and that little bit of caution didn't make Peng Yue pay any attention, after all, Peng Yue is a good audience, and he still has to concentrate on watching others dance! Peng Yue may not be able to hear anything too good about the pipa just now, after all, these ancient musical instruments are really strange to him, and he thinks that he doesn't have too high musical literacy, but this dance is different, whether you understand it or not, as long as you like it, you can have a good time, and this woman's dancing posture is indeed too good to be faulty, so Peng Yue also showed great enthusiasm for this show.

"Well, it's pretty ..."Peng Yue still didn't look at Yan Shifan when he replied, because the dancing woman moved closer, and Peng Yue wanted to take this opportunity to see the woman more clearly.

But although it moved closer, Peng Yue didn't see the woman named Jiaowa clearly because of this, because the speed of her figure and footsteps was too fast. I can only see that she is wearing a light shirt with a half-chested chest today, faintly, with a shadow, with her light body at this time, it is really more sultry, and it is really flattering all over the body.

"Hmm, I'm still holding the pipa and half-covering my face..."Peng Yue couldn't help but laugh when he saw Jiaowa's outfit.

"What, hugging the pipa?" When Yan Shifan heard Peng Yue say this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, he didn't know that Peng Yue's words were not describing the program performed by Jiaowa, but her physical attire, "Master Peng, Jiaowa is dancing now, and it was Gu Wan'er who played the pipa just now..."

"I know, I mean the feeling this woman gives me..."Peng Yue really couldn't help Yan Shifan from asking questions on the side, so he had to turn his head and look at him.

"Hehe, maybe, it's the best way to be flattering to be shy about refusing to welcome, but if you really come into contact with the girl, you will know what boundless style is, hehe..." Yan Shifan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Peng Yue's explanation.

At the moment when Peng Yue and Yan Shifan were talking, the courtyard was already full of music, and the girl danced with her sleeves wrapped around her sleeves, flung back, fluttered up, and saluted everyone, which can be described as extremely charming.

"Good!" Yan Shifan also cheered with everyone.

At this time, Jiaowa also circled around, and gave a salute to everyone, with bright teeth and red lips, starry eyes and faint eyebrows, fragrant cheeks, and pink carvings, it is indeed beautiful, and Gu Wan'er just now are two completely different beauties, one person's beauty is as cold as snow, and the other's beauty is as hot as fire.

"Huh?" Peng Yue's body was excited, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned, because when he was staring at Jiao Yue, the Jiao Bao also had a wave of eyes, and threw a wink at Peng Yue's side, coupled with the smile that inadvertently swayed at the corner of her mouth, it was really... It's not amorous.

Thinking about that Gu Wan'er just now, could it be that this Qinglou woman has this habit? At this time, a man's jealousy and comparison psychology made Peng Yue can't help but look at other people, but seeing that Jiaowa just passed by next to everyone, and there was no intention of lingering, a sense of pride involuntarily rose in his heart: It must be my personable demeanor that attracts them like this!

Of course, Peng Yue's thoughts were only for a moment, and he regained his consciousness again, he was indeed not so "charming", and he was not familiar with them, how could they be like this, could it be because of Yan Shifan on the side?

At this time, Yan Shifan brought his big face over: "Master Peng, this delicate baby is beautiful enough, right?" ”

"Uh..."Looking at Yan Shifan's fat head and big ears and blind one eye, Peng Yue really couldn't imagine that these Qinglou women were waiting for Yan Shifan to try their best to seduce and laugh, it seems that this "business" is really not easy to do..."I'd rather believe that the look just now was given to me, I'm much more handsome than Yan Shifan..."

"This delicate baby is really beautiful, and she really deserves to be the top brand..."Peng Yue saw Yan Shifan praise like this, but he didn't say much.

In fact, just when Jiaowa flattered herself just now, Peng Yue's evaluation of her in her heart had been greatly discounted. Because her eyes are not the same as Gu Wan'er's eyes just now, Gu Wan'er's smile is not flattering, it makes people feel beautiful and can also feel her true feelings, but the Jiao Wa is quite different, although it is also beautiful and moving, it is enough to make any normal man feel excited, but the purpose of the confusing is also obvious, and it can't help but feel a little contrived, and the hypocrisy in it is self-evident. Compared with Gu Wan'er's innocence, Peng Yue is indeed not very interested in a woman like Jiaowa who has been contaminated with too much singing habits.

"Yes, I'll just say that this baby is much stronger than that Gu Wan'er just now..."Yan Shifan was still praising the baby on the side, but Peng Yue heard a light and beautiful sound in his ears.

Turning her head to look, she saw a woman's Qianqian jade fingers caressing on the strings, and the beautiful music flowed out like a clear spring, and at the same time, a melodious and melodious singing voice also echoed in the courtyard, it turned out that she was singing Liu Yong's hand-me-down rain bell: the cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break...

This time, the position of this woman is different from Gu Wan'er, and it is closer to the pavilion where Peng Yue and Yan Shifan are located, so Peng Yue can also observe it more clearly, but Peng Yue can't say what kind of beauty this is, because this woman is not only better than her appearance, but even her temperament is higher than everyone else, quite similar to Gu Wan'er just now, but it doesn't make people feel the same, because Gu Wan'er exudes a coldness, but this woman makes people feel a warmth. If Gu Wan'er is a bright moon that is a little cold and arrogant, then this woman is like a sunshine bathed in it all the time, making people feel very comfortable.

The two curved eyebrows are painted in the distant mountains, and the eyes are moist in autumn. The face is like a calyx, and it is clear that Zhuo's Wenjun is clear; The lips are like cherries, why not reduce the white family. Pity a piece of flawless jade, mistakenly falling into the wind and dust, flowers and willows, Peng Yue couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. "The woman sang softly and lowly, blending perfectly with the elegant sound of the piano. In a trance, Peng Yue actually had a familiar feeling, as if he remembered something, or to be precise, he remembered two people, because the stoic spirit between this woman's face was somewhat similar to Qiu Qingge, and between her frowns and frowns, she looked like Ziling with some agility and childishness.

In this situation, I am most afraid of thinking about the old people, but the memory can't stop surging into Peng Yue's brain like a flood.

"Amorous parting since ancient times, even more so that it can be neglected in the Qingqiu Festival..."This woman sings more than once, Peng Yue's memories are also deeper, he finally knows why he is emotionally involved, not only that this woman's appearance and demeanor are quite similar to the old man, but the words she sang also gratuitously involved a memory that Peng Yue was heartbroken and unwilling to look back...

I remember that when I returned from going south with Zhu Houxi, Ziling was waiting for me at home, and I was deeply in love, so Ziling copied Liu Yong's Yulin Bell, and planned to send a letter to myself, but finally put the matter on hold because of shyness, and was still discovered by myself. Peng Yue still remembers Ziling's shy and timid smile at that time, the ecstasy she felt when she first met after separating from herself, and the shallow but affectionate kiss she left on her lips...

But all this is gone, at this time, this Liu Yong's Yulin Ling is not like any sweet love words, but like a sour memory, wrapped in Peng Yue's shame towards Ziling, like a sharp knife, fiercely inserted into Peng Yue's heart. Why couldn't I accompany Ziling more at that time, why didn't I cherish the time with her, even this Yulin bell, if she didn't miss herself too much, how could she copy this kind of word? I am really ashamed of her, but God is ruthless, and I don't even give myself a chance to make amends...

"Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can you tell them about?" After singing the song, the woman bowed to everyone and smiled, which was breathtaking. Chu's waist and sideburns are plump, and the muscles are delicate and delicate, and the eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept with spring.

But at this time, Peng Yue couldn't notice these anymore, only the lyrics of the song just now were still echoing in his mind, as if it was full of memories, so that Peng Yue would rather fall into it and never extricate himself...

"Even though there are a thousand kinds of styles, who can you tell them about?" By the way, this is the sentence, the words copied by Ziling at that time happened to be missing this sentence, as if it was destined to be a dissatisfaction fate, so that Peng Yue would always be regretful and sorry, and he was indeed retributioned now, and he didn't even have a person who could say something considerate. Ziling had a difficult birth, both mother and son died, Qiu Qingge was misunderstood by himself again, and left in a bad mood, he is now really in a lonely situation, even if there are thousands of words, who can he confide in?

"Master Peng, what's wrong with you?" Yan Shifan was happy to hear it just now, and he wanted to turn his head and share his "joy" with Peng Yue, but he didn't expect Peng Yue to sit there with a lost look, his eyes were dull, and even his eye circles were a little red.

"Ahh Nothing, I... Occasionally, I thought of the old man..."Peng Yue looked back, sniffed, and looked at Yan Shifan and smiled reluctantly.

"Oh... So that's the case, I think there's something wrong with Master Peng's expression, but... What's the bother? Yan Shifan didn't understand Peng Yue's thoughts, who would have thought that he could hear tears when he listened to a song? It's really puzzling, but Yan Shifan can't say it clearly, so he guesses that Peng Yue should have something to worry about in the government, but he can't understand how Peng Yue's thinking can "fly" so far and "fly" like this.

"Nothing to worry about, it's just... I thought of my deceased wife again..."Peng Yue's thoughts were still a little confused at this time, so he didn't think about it, and directly said the words in his heart.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Master Peng, it's me who is presumptuous..."Yan Shifan heard Peng Yue say this, and regretted a little in his heart that he shouldn't have asked more just now, but he didn't understand why Peng Yue could still think of his wife after listening to a song? Could it be that there is really a lack of women around you, this is just right, I will find you a wife, hehe. Of course, Yan Shifan had such an obscene thought in his heart, and he had to pretend to have a serious expression on the surface, after all, Peng Yue just said that he remembered his dead wife.

"It's okay..."Peng Yue smiled with relief, "It's the song that the girl sang just now, the deep feelings, and the artistic conception is far-reaching, I can't help but stir up some sad things in the past, and now it's okay..."

"Oh, it's okay to be fine..."Yan Shifan smiled on the side, "The one who sang the song just now is also the top brand of Lishui Temple, and his name is Xueqi..."

"Oh... It's rare to be a wonderful person, but it's not like a dusty woman..."Peng Yue responded a little perfunctorily on the side.

"Huh? Oh... yes..."Yan Shifan grinned, but he couldn't show any smile. He heard Peng Yue say it just now, and thought that Peng Yue was interesting to Xueqi again, this is not his plan, just now Jiaowa was flattering and smiling at you, you didn't react, but you praised Gu Wan'er and Xueqi who didn't look at you squarely, what are you...

Thinking of this, Yan Shifan tapped the table with his fingers, and deliberately showed a thick smile on his face, "This Xueqi girl has always been good friends with me... Hey..."

"Yes, it seems that Donglou is really familiar with these people..."Peng Yue made a light-hearted joke and poured himself a cup of tea.

Looking at Peng Yue's indifferent eyes and tone, Yan Shifan's heart was put back in his stomach, it seemed that he was really thinking too much, so he laughed on the side again, "Actually, I still think that the girl is the most charming in this, and she is an excellent stunner for accompanying men..."

Originally, Yan Shifan still wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Peng Yue only caring about himself eating and not talking, he also lost his interest, and he poured wine and drank it a little boringly.