The moonlight was hazy, and He Zhuang was covered with a layer of silver frost, which looked like a fairyland.

To the west of the wing where the guests live, there is an elegant pavilion. Colorful flowers are planted in front of the pavilion, and the faint fragrance is permeated, adding a romance to this purple-hearted pavilion.

The one who lives in the small pavilion is He Ling, the daughter of the He family. Of course, all this information was taken out of the mouth of the subordinate by Tang An.

Wei Jianling and the He family were so close, which gave Tang An a sense of crisis. The source of the sense of crisis is He Xiu, who has no good impression of himself.

He Jinlu is sensitive to the identities of the two, which undoubtedly adds difficulty to this investment. That's not all, Wei Jianling, a scheming guy, deliberately pulled Su Mei'er and made a beauty trick for He Xiu, and successfully narrowed the distance between him and the He family, which was definitely not good news for Tang An.

Thinking about it, if you want to get through the relationship, you can only hit the idea on He Ling, who is ignorant of the world. With the old man's favor for He Ling, if this little girl can say a few good words in front of He Jinlu's eyes, I am afraid it will be a hundred times more effective than Tang An's efforts.

But this little girl is squirming tightly, and she has no contact with Tang An, so how can she help them speak?

Thinking of the appearance of the fat man who was a nymphomaniac during the day, Tang An smiled weirdly, and suddenly took it to heart.

Soak her!

Of course, Tang An definitely can't go out in person. Let's not say that this shy little Lori doesn't have an appetite for him, even if he has the heart to make a move, I'm afraid that the fat man who fell in love with Xiao Nizi at first sight will cut him first.

In this case, the only way to do this is to let the fat man take action.

However, for Cheng Caihe, Tang An is not at ease. With the level of his belly of straw bales, it is not difficult to sprinkle silver in the kiln to make Sister Yao smile, but if you use some means to confuse the little lamb for the first time, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

Before the night was dark, Tang An seized the time to give guidance to the fat man, and taught him what "Imperial Maiden Heart Sutra", "Lust Demon Dafa", and "Romantic Treasure Book" all unreservedly. As for how much you can learn, it depends on the fat man's understanding.

The moon is in the sky. Cheng Caihe changed into a white Shizi suit and walked leisurely in front of the Purple Heart Pavilion, wanting to create a romantic scene where a "beautiful son" meets a beauty.

The moonlit night is cool, accompanied by a hundred flowers, if He Ling opens the window and sees a chic back, even if the other party doesn't say a word, just a fluttering back is probably enough to make Xiao Nizi's heart thump. It's a pity that Cheng Caihe, who is fat, obviously does not have this level. The wide clothes worn on him were like tights, and looking at them would make people have long needle eyes.

Tang An sighed: Alas, such a charming night was wasted.

Cheng Caihe held a small folding fan, coughed twice and cleared his throat, remembering Tang An's earnest teachings, and said loudly:

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? ”

The fat man muttered, a pair of thief eyes sneaked a glance at the purple heart pavilion from time to time, wishing that the closed window would quickly flash a gap, and the shy girl could peek at herself with a look of adoration.

The fat man shook his head, but secretly thought in his heart: Damn, I don't know how Tang An, this kid, can be so talented, and such beautiful sentences can come easily... Although I don't understand what it means, it must be a great weapon for picking up girls!

"I want to... Desire... Desire..."

Tang An, who was hiding in the grass, listened to the fat man's "desire" endlessly, and was shocked: Fuck, this dead fat man, he can't memorize such a simple water tune song, what kind of girl is he soaking!

Seeing the fat man's eyes glancing over, Tang An hurriedly gave a hint: one hand pointed to the Purple Heart Pavilion opposite, and the other hand shook in waves.

Tang An thought simply: shaking his hands is naturally the wind, and the next sentence "I want to go back by the wind" should be able to remember, right? The Purple Heart Pavilion on the other side, isn't it Qiong Lou?

The fat man understood it misunderstood without any suspense, stared at it for a long time, and how did the shaking hand look like the meaning of "go" - go... Floor... Going to the Green House?

The fat man suddenly said, with a vague impression: "I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of the maid of the Qinglou, and the climax does not sweat." Rise up to figure out the shadow, drink and die in the world..."

Tang An has the heart to die. How did such a romantic poem become an obscene poem when it reached the mouth of a fat man?

"Squeak!"

Tang An was scolding the fat man, but saw the wooden door of the Purple Heart Pavilion being pushed open from the inside. He Ling, who was like a little rabbit, replied shyly with a pretty face, and said a little timidly: "This... This son. ”

Cheng Caihe's eyes immediately lit up, and secretly said that Lao Tzu was really sassy enough, and Xiao Nizi finally couldn't bear the loneliness!

"Wow!"

Although the heart was happy, the fat man still held back the ecstasy with great perseverance, calmly shook his hand and raised the folding fan, and said calmly: "It turned out to be Miss Ling'er, Xiaosheng was rude." The long night was long and I didn't want to sleep, but I didn't expect Miss Ling'er to do the same. ”

He Ling forced out a smile and said, "Actually... I mean..."

"Shh

Before Ling'er finished speaking, the fat man's fat fingers were already on his lips, and he made a "silence" gesture, closing his eyes and looking intoxicated: "Such a beautiful day, accompanied by a beautiful woman, is really a great joy in life." ”

Hearing him secretly praise himself, He Lingqiao blushed and said, "I..."

"You know, when I turned around and saw you, Miss Ling'er, did you think of something?" The fat man asked.

He Ling is really a child's heart, and when he heard the fat man say this, he suddenly became curious and asked, "What?" ”

The fat man pointed to the flower garden in front of the door and said with a smile: "I thought of this brocade of flowers." Miss Ling'er, you are ingenious, you planted all the flowers in this garden, right? Sure enough, it's a Hui Zhilan heart..."

"These are all planted by the gardener..."He Ling gave the fat man a slap in the face without hesitation.

The fat man's face froze, he smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay." Flowers with beauty, if there is no Ling'er girl, this garden of flowers will lose their color. Miss Ling'er, if I had to choose a flower from the flower garden to describe you, what flower would I choose? ”

He Ling shook his head, indicating that he couldn't guess.

Hehe, let you guess how Lao Tzu is still messing around? The fat man was overjoyed, and the fat hand reached into his arms and immediately took out the roses prepared in advance. It's a pity that the delicate flowers have long been squeezed by his fat flesh, and the fat man has taken out a flower stem, and the two petals that have been dead for a long time have fallen to the ground unwillingly, obviously on the fat man's body.

"Flutter!"

When He Ling saw this scene, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. That smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, so that the fat man forgot about his embarrassment, and his eyes were stunned.

Seeing the fat man's stupid appearance, Tang An secretly gritted his teeth. This dead fat man, Lao Tzu's painstaking compilation of the romantic love package, so that this fat man is not the slightest bit of the original appearance! You deserve to be a virgin for the rest of your life!

"This son..."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my surname is Cheng, Cheng Caihe."

"Cheng Gongzi..."He Ling hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering how to phrase it. In fact... What Ling'er wants to say is... It's late, the Lushan Poetry Meeting will start tomorrow, everyone else has already fallen asleep, Cheng Gongzi should rest early, so as not to wake up others. ”

Naked refusal...

Of course, this is a completely different understanding in the always optimistic Cheng Caihe: she... He actually cares about me and lets me rest! Is this implying something?

"That's... Miss Ling'er also rested earlier. The fat man smiled, obviously excited because of He Ling's "concern", and waved goodbye to the other party very gracefully.

This idiot!

Tang Anxin, who was hiding in the bushes, caught fire, threw aside the grass he had brought on his head to cover his whereabouts, and strode over angrily.

This fat man is as disappointing as ever. Seemingly... Only Lao Tzu himself went out!

(The first grandmaster of this book: The heart is disheartened and the night is cold!) Thank you very much! In addition, thank you for the support of Long Yu's baby, dycel126, superwoman1, Xiaoling, and looking back at the chicken, flying and dog! Today's fourth watch is served! ）