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And at the same time. Meng Hui's eyes. It was also condensed on her body.

And then. He frowned slightly. The bottom of the eyes is deep.

The two looked at each other. Lianzhou boy rubbed his nose angrily. I felt like I was redundant.

Suddenly. A feeling of nausea churning in the stomach rushed straight to the throat. Lian Zhou couldn't help but want to vomit. Covering his mouth, he rushed out of the side door of the painting hall. She leaned against the railing. The lake breeze blew on her thin face. She covered her stomach. Retched a few times. In the end, I really couldn't spit it out. She bit her lip. It's painful.

Behind. Meng Hui also chased it out.

Lianzhou heard footsteps. Suddenly there was a feeling of powerlessness.

He...... Could it be misunderstood?

Will she think that she can't see other girls than he wants? And the tantrum ran out.

Meng Hui helped Lian Zhou's body up. laughed teasingly: "Song Lianzhou. Tell me. You are really uncomfortable. It's still pretended."

Lian Zhou shook him with a big eye: "What do you say?"

"It's more likely to be installed."

“……”

Meng Hui pressed her chin against her soft hair: "You are jealous."

Really. She was misunderstood.

Lian Zhou pushed him: "What if I say no."

He didn't move: "This must be a lie."

"You're so confident."

He smiled modestly: "False."

"You go away." Lian Zhou suddenly pushed him hard.

That overwhelming feeling in my stomach is coming up again. She wasn't so virtuous that she wanted to vomit on him.

Meng Hui wrapped his arms around her soft and slender waist. There was a hint of pampering in the words: "What a wild horse."

He said slowly: "That Hua Ying. I feel like I've seen it somewhere."

His embrace is as warm as the sea. The delicate fragrance of lotus flowers gradually smoothed out the discomfort in her stomach. Lian Zhou asked in a muffled voice, "So."

"That's why I just looked at her."

Lianzhou is weak. Is she so stingy? He glanced at Hua Ying. She's going to be so obsessed.

It will be much later that Lianzhou will understand. There is a kind of love that is careful. Such a subtlety is unexpected. It is the unreserved care of one person to another.

Meng Hui muttered in a low voice, "I'm sure I've seen her before. But I can't remember where I've seen her."

Lian Zhou said quietly: "In a dream."

Meng Hui smiled when he heard this. He let go of the hand around her waist. Tapped the girl's head. said: "I still said that I was not jealous."

Lian Zhou's heart suddenly galloped with thousands of troops. Conscience of heaven and earth. The phrase "in a dream" means absolutely nothing else.

How...... It's like being jealous.

At this time. The sound of music wafts up. Two twin women play the guzheng by themselves. One person plays the jade flute. Musical Fusion Unique taste. The song that comes out is delicate and long. But with a bit of enthusiasm. A few points of demonic yee.

Everyone turned their attention to the woman in red. She had a faint smile on her face. The music was loud. But she didn't move a single step.

Everyone frowned: "Flower girl, this is ......"

Hua Ying stroked the slightly curly black hair on her face with her hand. The lip flap is slightly open. "Jump now. The guests haven't come yet."

The music stops. The woman in red then turned around. Leave people with an infinitely beautiful back.

Everyone looked at each other. I don't know what she's going to do.

Hua Ying slowly walked out of the painting hall. The bell ringing around your feet. Melodious. It's like heaven.

Above deck. She stood still in front of two men dressed in men's clothes. He bowed slightly: "I don't know if Hua Ying has this honor. Please take your seats. Wait to see the flowers dance."

Lian Zhou looked at this flower-like woman. A small smile on his face. but in my heart I was thinking in secret. It is rumored that this Hua Ying is a famous prostitute in Lingyang. It's hard to find a dance in the world. She speaks like this now. The eyebrows and eyes are low. It can make Lianzhou a little frightened. She invited people to watch the dance. It's really a shameful thing.

Meng Hui said lightly: "Meng is not talented. I don't know how to appreciate. Just blow the night breeze outside. I don't want to disturb your interest."

Hua Ying is the woman that many noble children in Lingyang City dream of. The people who pursue her are like carp crossing the river. Now she's got rid of her squeamishness. Inexplicably lowered his eyebrows like this. Smooth the eye. was pushed out of the door by Meng Hui with a faint smile.

Hua Ying is not sad. She was calm when her wide sleeves were stretched: "Hua Ying today. Dancing for just one person. But the man doesn't see it. That dance. How can it be a dance?"

Lianzhou is lower than Meng Hui. But it's a little taller than the flower. She stood there in a purple shirt. A trace of strange emotions welled up in my heart. This woman. It is in the return to Meng. Red. Bare. Confess naked.

Previously, Lian Zhou also complained that Meng Hui didn't understand Fengyue. It's so cold that it doesn't make sense at all. Now she suddenly feels. Meng Hui like this. So handsome. Really stylish.

Lian Zhou looked sideways at Meng Hui. His lips pursed slightly under the high bridge of his nose. The near-perfect side face curvature confuses people's eyes. The slightly contemplative appearance added a bit of quiet charm to him.

Meng Hui narrowed his eyes slightly. "There are many people in this world who know how to dance. Girl, you don't know that you can't dance elegantly. But one person doesn't look at it. But there are thousands of people who yearn for the girl's dance. Why should the girl limit herself to this side of the landscape. And he didn't move forward."

It seems to be sincere but it is an understatement. The corners of his mouth are like nothing, and he smiles lightly. Standard Menghui answers.

Lian Zhou thought to himself. With her understanding of Meng Hui. He politely gestured without saying no. It's already very humane.

A hasty smile crossed the corner of Hua Ying's mouth. Then turn your head slightly to the side. Bright eyes on the boat. The voice was like a warbler: "Childe thinks the same way?"

Lian Zhou was slightly surprised. Hua Ying blinked her eyes. Slightly raised the head of the mantis to look at a man's boat. Seeing that Lian Zhou was slow to answer. She seemed anxious. The green onion ten fingers tugged at the sleeve of the boat. Inadvertently rubbed Lianzhou's hand.

said: "Is Childe really so unkind to see Hua Ying?"

Xu knew that his behavior was rude. Hua Ying hurriedly removed her hand.

Lian Zhou saw her eyes full of affection. Look straight at yourself. Suddenly there were thousands of troops galloping past in my heart. She couldn't laugh or cry. What's going on?

Meng Hui realized something. Glanced at Lian Zhou lightly.

Lian Zhou looked at Meng Hui's expression of watching the show. The eyebrows furrowed slightly. Then bend the corners of the lips. The boy angrily put his elbow on Meng Hui's shoulder. Leaned into his ear and whispered, "Dude. It's me who people are looking for. It's been a long time, and it's all about you. Huh."

Meng Hui was silent. A pair of eyes but with a smile. Like the stars twinkling.

Lian Zhou suddenly felt that his behavior was so childish.

She smirked her hand back. I want to open my mouth and tell Hua Ying that she is a woman. I saw the flowers and clothes like candles. Skin beats white snow. The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are plausible and hide the charm of a few ** people. I couldn't help but pout. Lowered his voice and pretended to be a man: "Girl, you ......"

That's it. Meng Hui confessed to Shen Daoyang that he was a woman. But Hua Ying didn't know it.

Hua Ying saw Lian Zhou and wanted to speak. I don't know what kind of mentality I hurriedly interrupted her. Said: "Is the son willing? I'm going to get into the boat."

Lian Zhou looked at Hua Ying's eyes that could pinch out the water. A very complicated feeling suddenly welled up in my heart. She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Beauty invites. Naturally, I would like to."

After saying that, Lian Zhou looked sideways at Meng Hui. Bright smile: "Let's go in."

Meng Hui frowned helplessly. muttered, "Little Mustang."

Inside the painting hall. Orchestral sounds. Woman in red dress. Sleeping phoenix's eyes are like waking up and sleeping. Step by step. Revolve. Whipped. Every move is full of the magnificence of the world.

At this time. A servant came quietly and briskly. Attached ears next to Shen Daoyang. Said almost anything. Shen Daoyang's face immediately changed drastically.

"What did you say?" His voice was raised a note.

Lian Zhou pursed the corners of his lips slightly. looked at Shen Daoyang's side.