On the love pavilion, the beautiful woman changed into a purple dress, smiled lightly, her eyes flowed, and she was charming.

She held the paper in her hand, glanced at the restless crowd below, and laughed loudly: "The results of this last test question, after being personally evaluated by the pavilion master, have come out. The most satisfying thing for the pavilion owner is a small poem written about Mei, called "Yongmei". ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd in the street suddenly boiled.

"What, it could be a poem? Doesn't that mean that Ben Gongzi's poem is hopeless?"

"Yongmei"? Such a cheesy name can even get the first place?"

"Impossible! Impossible! Ben Gongzi's "Plum Like a Man" is a wonderful poem that almost contains a literary atmosphere, how could it not be in the eyes of the pavilion master?"

"Is there something shady about this last question?"

"It's very likely, how could that pavilion master have such a noble status, how could he agree to such conditions? If one of us really gets the first place, if she is allowed to sleep with her, she will be willing?"

That is, the song "Yongmei" must have been written by their own people in the love court, or there is no such thing as this poem at all. ”

The expectation of everyone suddenly turned into disappointment, and they immediately shouted one after another, full of doubts about the words that won the favor of the pavilion master.

"That sister, can you read out the song "Yongmei" for everyone to listen to?"

Someone started shouting at the beautiful woman upstairs.

"Yes, yes, read it out and let everyone hear it. If it's really a good word, we are naturally willing to lose, if it's just an ordinary thing, then your love Accord is clearly a lie. ”

"Read it out!"

The crowd was full of suspicion and urged in unison.

In front of the window of the wing room, Sima Xiaowei was as charming as silk, crawling on the windowsill, biting her lip tightly, not wanting to let herself make that embarrassing voice.

But it backfired.

Yang Ye stood behind her, holding her slender waist, deliberately moving slowly first, making her relax her vigilance, and then suddenly advanced again, provoking the girl to suddenly open her small mouth and let out a soul-shattering moan.

Under the moonlight, the girl's black hair hung down on her waist, covering the snow-white **, a pair of slender legs were slightly separated, standing barefoot in front of the window, and her beautiful buttocks were shyly catered to.

The beautiful woman who loved the pavilion, seeing that everyone was coaxing, just smiled faintly and said: "Don't be impatient, in fact, you don't need to say, the pavilion master also instructed me to let me read this "Yongmei", I believe that all the talented people and talented women will be convinced after listening to it." ”

When everyone heard this, they were a little quieter, but they scoffed at the beautiful woman's words.

The beautiful woman smiled slightly, didn't say more, opened the paper in her hand, showed a touch of respect in her eyes, and read it aloud.

"Outside the post by the broken bridge

Loneliness opens without an owner

It's dusk and I'm alone

More wind and rain

I have no intention of fighting for spring

A group of jealous

Scattered into mud and dust

Only the fragrance is the same"

The streets were instantly quiet.

When everyone slowly tasted the artistic conception of this song, the piece of paper in the hand of the beautiful woman suddenly lit up, shining brightly, and the literary atmosphere was surging.

The snowflakes suddenly stopped, as if frozen, suspended in the dark night sky, motionless.

A series of plum blossoms flew out of the paper, cruising in the void, and gradually condensed into a brilliant plum blossom, as if it had just been broken off from a branch, lifelike.

At the same time, a unique fragrance of plum blossoms instantly spreads out, enveloping the entire street, making people suddenly feel refreshed.

On the street, everyone's eyes widened, stunned by the scene in front of them.

Zhang Nannan's hands trembled, pointed to the plum branch erected in the void, and said in a trembling voice: "Rain...... Yuxiang, look at ......"

Everyone looked at the vision in the sky, their faces were full of shock, only Chen Yuxiang raised his head, his eyes flickered and looked at a window in the restaurant, secretly suspicious in his heart.

"Could it be him?"

The girl thought to herself, but she was also filled with a shock that she had never felt before, was that person really so extraordinary?

In the restaurant, in front of a certain window, Chen Jianchen stared at the scene outside the window, his fat face was full of consternation, and his mouth was annoyed: "It's over, it's over, it's a big game now, it's a pity that Xiaoye's work is regretting me." ”

Zhang Jian behind him was stunned for a while, and Fang muttered in amazement: "Yang Gongzi's talent really lives up to its name......!

Yang Ziyu sat at the dining table eating, glanced at him triumphantly, and said vaguely: "I told you a long time ago, my brother's talent is the first in the world, and even I, who is a younger sister, are fascinated by him, can't sleep at night, can't eat." ”

With that, he grabbed a chicken leg and took a big bite on it.

Chen Jianchen glanced at her, his eyes fell on the crowd on the street again, slowly moved to the tall girl, and whispered to Zhang Jian next to him: "You said that Yang Ye's kid can be of much value?"

Zhang Jian followed his gaze, also looked at the girl, thought about it, and replied respectfully: "The last general thinks that it should be worth the general to suppress everything, for the sake of the queen's mother......"

Chen Jianchen raised his hand to stop him from continuing, grinned, and said, "My proud sister's also sent a letter saying that this kid is worth pressing everything down." ”

Yang Ziyu ate the meat carelessly, but there was a blue light flashing in his eyes, and he clearly listened to the conversation between the two in a low voice.

The corner of the little girl's mouth showed a sneer, and she glanced at the two people in front of the window mockingly, and said secretly in her heart: If you want my brother to do things for you, it depends on whether I am willing or not. If I give my brother that delicate queen and the throne, I will help him think about it.

In the innermost box, Sima Xiaowei was already sitting on Yang Ye's body, and while doing things, her face was full of pleading: "Yang Ye...... That song "Yongmei" must have been composed by him, I want to go to the Love Accord to see it in a while, is it okay?"

Yang Ye lay on the ground covered with a thick blanket, looked at the snow white shaking on her chest, smiled slightly, and said, "Of course you can, but the premise is ......"

Sima Xiaowei looked at him, blushing with shame, biting her lip, her slender hands supported his chest, she worked harder, and gasped: "I know, you want me to use it...... Help you with your mouth, I'...... I promise you. ”

Yang Ye was stunned when he heard this, and said, "I didn't say that." ”

The girl looked at him aggrievedly, snorted lightly, and said, "Don't think I don't know what you men think, Nan Nan and they have to discuss it every night." When you first started, you wanted me to use my mouth...... But you didn't dare to say it, I saw it. ”

Yang Ye couldn't help but smile when he saw her cute appearance with a small mouth, sat up, hugged her in his arms, and chuckled: "You are Bing Xue smart." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, and your support. That's what motivates me the most......) u