"Lao Tzu...... Inadequate...... Friend: Lao Tzu ...... his daughter-in-law All...... Let you ...... Bubble, Lao Tzu...... Not enough friends?" Wang Yifan scolded, "You stupid baby, you can't stand it...... Blame Lao Tzu?"

Wang Yifan pointed at Zhang Sicheng and laughed.

Damn, just a stupid person, dare to fight with Lao Tzu at this level?

"I'll give you ...... Let's dance!" Yan Luo was afraid that Wang Yifan and Zhang Sicheng would make trouble, so he quickly stood up.

"Wow, wow!" the ruffian immediately cheered.

"No heart, no lungs, sick brain!" Zhang Sicheng gave up stupidly.

Nine bright moons rose above the head, and the bright moonlight poured down like flowing water on the clearing of the forest. The moonlight is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the sound of insects chirping sets off a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

The chimney stood quietly in the moonlight, with a clear green shirt, green silk and ink dyeing, fluttering clothes, and escaping from the dust. The chimney danced slowly, as if leaning over, as if looking up, and the cold face seemed to be melancholy, but also seemed to be happy. A little red lips, wanting to open and close, looking ashamed to speak. The cheeks are as delicate as pink peach petals, but the eyes are like autumn water rippling under the moon, clear and cold. Hao's wrists are light, the dance steps are light, like a frightening moon, quietly slipping from the dream. As if intoxicated by dance music and unable to extricate himself, the chimney is sometimes melancholy, sometimes sad, sometimes affectionate, sometimes joyful......

The drunken crowd was first intoxicated by the beautiful dance music, and then fell asleep. After a dance, the smoke basket is in the stance, looking up at the moon, and his thoughts seem to be swimming in the sky, full of leisurely color. Under the starry sky on a moonlit night, the smoke basket is like a fairy, the fragrant shoulders are half exposed, and the soul is drunk and crispy.

Looking at this elf-like woman who was both pure and full of charm, Wang Yifan suddenly came up with a poem: "Su skin is not dirty and innocent, Xiaolai Yu Po Yao Pond." Slim green cover, Ying Ying Sujing, when the makeup is clean. Too liquid waves, neon clothes dance, ecstasy. The neon dress dances, the ecstasy flows......"

Yan Luo's eyes were like autumn water and cold stars, looking at Wang Yifan brightly, and an inexplicable feeling wandered between the two.

It was late at night, looking at the drunk and lying people, Wang Yifan added a few more ebony, then picked up a jar of wine and walked out.

Awakening to be able to rejoice and being drunk to sleep is the happiest thing in life. I am most afraid that the wine will enter the bowels and turn into lovesick tears. Looking at the starry sky from afar, where is home? Are your parents safe? All kinds of previous lives are like a dream. ......Gathering and scattering in a hurry, coming and going without a trace! Parents...... Where is the homeland?

Wang Yifan was in pain for a while, his grief was unbearable, he raised his wine, looked up to the moon, and sighed: "The moon and stars are scarce, I have no support!"

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Turn the Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, and shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Wang Yifan danced alone and drunk under the moon.

Mom and Dad, you must be good!

Looking at the lonely boy dancing drunk under the moon and ecstasy, the smoke basket tasted a sense of heaviness that had gone through vicissitudes, as if facing a man who was walking alone in the world, which made people feel heartache. This is a talented man with a story! The chimney walked slowly, thinking about his own thoughts.

There are more than one or two people who have something on their minds, and when Wang Yifan and the cigarette basket left one after another, Lin Shiyi also sat up with a heavy heart, thinking about his thoughts in front of the bonfire, and drinking wine silently. The marriage between the Lin family and the Zhang family has been postponed for the time being, but what about in the future? How will things change? Can his fate be in his own hands? Although Lin Jiaxuan is not his biological father, he has raised himself after all, and in most cases he still loves him very much. The interests of the family are always the first in his heart, and he can never be expected to sacrifice the interests of the family for his own sake. And who is his own father? He must enter the Fu Hall and finally enter the Fu Society, and only by entering the Fu Society can he finally control his own destiny!

A round of clear moon, according to the three sleepless people, according to different hearts. It is the moon that bends and shines on Kyushu, and a few families are happy and a few are sad. How many joys and sorrows in the world are reflected in the cloudy and sunny ancient moon!

The smoke basket walked alone under the moon, and unconsciously walked to the lakeside, and the full moon sank quietly in the clear water like a white and flawless jade. The chimney slowly sheds its coat and washes happily in the water. The continuous hunting activities make people physically and mentally exhausted, for the sake of the family, for themselves, desperately hunting, cultivating, tonight can finally relax.

However, it was not only the bright moon that appreciated this wonderful picture, but also a scoundrel. Now the scoundrel was grinning with wine in one hand and meat in the other.

This ice beauty has a delicate figure, delicate and smooth skin, and a slender waist and limbs. The fiery appearance and cold face are the charm of the ice basket! It is the ultimate temptation of ice and fire!

"This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year!" Wang Yifan chanted loudly.

The smoke basket suddenly dived into the water and screamed, "Shameless!

"I don't dare to say it, but Lao Tzu is savoring it in a bright way!" Wang Yifan pointed out the difference between the two with a righteous face.

"Why are you such a person? It's a pity that you are full of poetry, and you are actually a human-faced beast!"

The more fiercely the cigarette basket scolded, the more cheerful Wang Yifan laughed. What an accomplishment it is to knock the ice beauty off the altar and turn it into a seductive beauty!

"Shout hard! Everyone will be able to enjoy the wet beauty in a while!" Wang Yifan took a big sip of wine excitedly.

"Tsk, this waist strip is really ...... It's a nosebleed!"

"Sister Smoke Basket, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as him? It's just a little kid, what can he know?" Lin Shiyi appeared like a god.

"Give you time, but you have to hurry! Lao Tzu is afraid that he can't help it!" Wang Yifan turned around with a smile.

The chimney panicked and hurried ashore to change his clothes.

"Tut, this girl's skin is really lovely!" Lin Shiyi touched the bare and exposed shoulders of the cigarette basket and praised it.

The little witch sighed and praised while moving her hands and feet, shoulders, back, hands, and even reached into her clothes, stroking the small waist of the cigarette basket, so that her chest and abdomen.

The chimney soon became messy, panicked by anger, and finally ran away.

Looking at the back of the chimney, Lin Shiyi shouted happily: "Sister, slow down!"

Fight with me? You're still a little tender! Lin Shiyi was triumphant.

Wang Yifan gave Lin Shiyi a thumbs up: "We are really a pair of invincible dog men and women!"

"Shut up, you!" Lin Shiyi glared at Wang Yifan viciously, "It's okay to peek at other people's baths, you are really getting worse and worse!"

"What if you don't show it, what if you don't come out to make up for it?" Wang Yifan said cheaply.

Lao Tzu didn't bother to explain it to you! This kind of thing is getting darker and darker the more it is described.

Lin Shiyi didn't bother to continue to worry about him, and asked directly: "Do you think she didn't design it on purpose? Do you believe that everything is a coincidence? You won't be so mentally retarded!"

"How could it be? Of course it's a coincidence!" Wang Yifan said disapprerovingly, "You're too careful!"

"Sooner or later, you will die on someone's body!" Lin Shiyi hated.

Wang Yifan only smiled and shook his head.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills! True and false, false and true, why bother to distinguish between truth and falsehood? Left and right are nothing but acting skills.

"Lao Tzu's precious blood, who doesn't imagine it?" A sense of powerless sadness rose in the ruffian's heart.