At this time, the woman who was used by Zhuo Ze to play the topic was already ashamed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a twenty-eight young man, she is indeed young in her curves, and the description of him in Zhuo Ze's poem is appropriate, especially the last description in the poem, which is even more incisive and incisive, so that people are not ashamed.

said disgusting, opened Zhuo Ze's hand, the girl's face was like a peach blossom, but the latter laughed and pointed to the subtlety of the girl, and said heartlessly: "Qiushui is a god with white jade skin, ask about the taste of this, you can be Daigo!"

It's a painting talent again, only sixteen words, and this short dirty poem attracted four feet of light, which made Zhuo Wen a little surprised for a while!

No wonder he is called the first genius of Xuancheng, not to mention painting, but this ability to compose little yellow poems is enough to support his aura of genius!

"Brother Wen, please!" Zhuo Ze looked at Zhuo Wen with a smile, there was a look of pride in his eyes, to be honest, although he admired Zhuo Wen's witty words, he still felt that he was stronger than him in his bones.

Young people, no matter how talented they are, have an irrepressible sense of competitiveness! Especially when they meet someone they admire, this emotion is even deeper.

Come on, Zhuo Wen, let me Zhuo Ze see if there is anything wrong with the feeling I had just now!

Yes, Zhuo Wen's sentence just now, "The son is not me, I know that I am not an elegant person" also caused the trend of the eruption of painting talents, but it was only a trend, and even Zhuo Ze thought that he was hallucinating, because at that moment, he felt a similar light of fetal death in his abdomen!

As for why he died in the bud, Zhuo Ze estimated that maybe there was some unreasonable error in the word, which led to the unstable foundation of the word, which would make the light fleeting!

In fact, Zhuo Ze didn't guess wrong, if Zhuo Wen's sentence was "The son is not me, I don't know the joy of fish" in the original text, it will definitely cause a similar light to break out of the hall, but in that case, Zhuo Wen may not be able to bear the infusion of painting talent and cause the same coma as last time!

Maybe it was because they sensed the fleeting light of the shape, and some of the characters with heads and faces near Feng Yage couldn't help but look here, but the feeling was too vague and illusory, and they couldn't find the detailed place of occurrence, this is a foreign language, so let's not mention it for the time being.

To be honest, being paid attention to by Zhuo Ze like this, Zhuo Wen is under great pressure, he can see that Zhuo Ze has great expectations and challenges for himself, if he doesn't reply, or is shoddy and perfunctory, I'm afraid it will anger him, in that case, his little days are estimated to be coming to an end.

However, I don't know how to write a little yellow poem at all, how can I do it? Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and hurriedly worked hard to dig into the memories of his previous life to see if he could find some clues or something.

A memory fragment suddenly came to his mind, which shocked Zhuo Wen, I, speaking of breasts, I really saw a divine poem on the Internet in my previous life, I don't know if I can deal with it!?

Zhuo Wen seemed a little embarrassed, because once this poem was released, he didn't know what the consequences would be, but now the situation was urgent, and he only knew this one, so he had to fight.

"Let me brew for a while..."Zhuo Wen's eyes closed slightly, he took a deep breath, and then opened them, and suddenly there was a blue light gone.

Seeing Zhuo Wen's serious appearance, Wu Shan suddenly looked expectant, and Baili Annihilation nodded: "It seems that he has also understood..."

I felt that countless memory fragments were constantly condensed and solidified, but after a while, a magnificent article had been newly presented in his mind!

But!

Zhuo Wen can't just chant calmly and calmly, he must first take a closer look at the mysterious place of the three women on the scene, and the reason for this is not because he wants to take the opportunity to rub oil, but this article is too against the sky, if he doesn't have any preparation and nothing to release it, it will definitely be illogical! This is like a high-rise building must be raised from the ground, and there must be a process of foreshadowing for people to see.

So!

He had to pretend!

"Young master, I need some inspiration, can you allow me to observe the subject matter?" Zhuo Wen said.

"Yes, there are three people here, you can choose any one, you can study it however you want, but there is a stick of incense for a limited time. Seeing Zhuo Wen's serious trend, Zhuo Ze suddenly looked forward to it, so he let go of the time limit, and he also wanted to see what great works Zhuo Wen could create.

What Zhuo Ze didn't know was that it was because of his connivance at the moment that a terrible consequence occurred......

"This little jade... Sister..."Zhuo Wen looked at the charming little Yu'er next to him, and said a little embarrassed: "That, can you..."

Xiao Yu'er's heart trembled suddenly, and she immediately nodded with a blushing face. The two of them walked to the screen.

Through the gap in the screen, the three of Wushan Baili Zhuoze can vaguely see some pictures that are not suitable for children.

"Damn, Brother Zhuo is really amazing!" Wu Shan didn't know what to do, he always felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was jealous.

"Cough..."Baili Annihilation was also hot, and explained to him seriously: "This is all foreshadowing, the poet is an indispensable step for the quality and artistic conception of the article, and it is an indispensable step for the poet to get involved in research......"

The two of them didn't talk for a while, and Zhuo Wen and the others also walked out from behind the screen.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's face was full of shame, in fact, he could make a poem even if he didn't read it, but if he didn't read it, he lacked logical conditions, and suddenly, he felt that he seemed a little despicable...

Looking at Xiao Yu'er's eyes that kept throwing at this time, Zhuo Wen suddenly felt embarrassed, but it is conceivable that after this process, she was even more impressed by herself.

It's a pity that Luohua is intentionally ruthless, and Xiao Yu'er is destined to waste her efforts, because Zhuo Wen didn't plan to accept her.

Hey, this is all forced by the environment and Zhuo Ze, this little bastard, and I am helpless!

"Brother Wen, do you have an article?" Zhuo Ze's eyes lit up, and he took a sip of his wine glass, looking full of interest.

Zhuo Wen nodded cautiously, coughed lightly, and then began to groan: "Milk, milk is also ..."

As soon as the four words came out, Zhuo Ze suddenly squirted out a sip of wine, and looked at Zhuo Wen with an incredible face.

Nima gave you so much time to study and brew, and you just gave me such a vulgar word with zero connotation!?

Not only Zhuo Ze, but also Wu Shan, the big old man, was also stunned at the moment, not to mention the hundred miles of heaven destroying next to him, that expression was like looking at a magnificent flower!

The only three women on the scene were realistic. Especially Xiao Yu'er, who cooperated with Zhuo Wen just now, was even more documented at the moment, and the good impression she had just had for Zhuo Wen suddenly stopped.

I watched my wife inside for a long time, and then you said such a thing? Are you kidding me?

Facing the suddenly gloomy atmosphere of the audience, Zhuo Wen was a little embarrassed, but he was not afraid of danger.

Are his words vulgar? If you just look at these four words, they are indeed vulgar. But, he has a follow-up!

If it is fully recited, it will undoubtedly be a poem that breaks through the limits of human cognition of milk!