Then I first saw a jade hand as white as congealed fat holding up the curtain, and the jade fingers were verdant, as if carved out of a ghostly axe.

Then I saw the face of the sinking fish and the swallow, the 18-year-old ink fragrance, the pretty face like a flower, the willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the nose and red lips, all of which did not look beautiful.

The violet skirt sets off the slender body, and the green clothes hang down at the waist, like a fairy left in the world, and in addition to this beauty, there is also a temperament of poetry and books.

Fang Ling saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly praise, what a beautiful woman in the city, talented, peerless, she can be like this at a young age, if a few years later, how can there be a woman in the world who can compete with her?

Although I had already learned from the little maid that the young man who broke through the level was handsome and dignified, but when he saw the young man, Mo Xiang was still slightly stunned, and the young man in front of him was really handsome to describe as handsome.

The eyebrows are like a sword, the pair of black eyes under it are like the sea is deep, deep and unpredictable, the high nose bridge sets off the facial features more three-dimensional, and the lips are pursed lightly without saying a word, but as if they have seen through people.

Mo Xiang lives in the boudoir all the year round, and most of the people he contacts are contemporary Hongru families, the youngest is forty or fifty years old, and there are even more elderly people, and the contact with young people is limited to family members.

Mo Xiang suddenly felt his heart tremble, like a deer colliding directly, his ears turned red inexplicably, and he subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at this handsome talent.

However, after all, she was different from ordinary women, she immediately calmed down after losing her mind, took a secret breath, looked at her calmly again, and then said lightly: "Fang Gongzi is extremely intelligent, and the little woman is convinced." ”

Fang Ling bowed his hand slightly, and said modestly: "Miss Mo has won the award, the sand table drill is just the enemy and us figuring out their intentions with each other, but it is a different scene to really go into battle and start a war, and it is still unknown who will win or lose." ”

Seeing that the young man won but was still not arrogant or impatient, he still had a calm and relaxed attitude, Mo Xiang's good feeling increased greatly, and Ying Ying smiled and said: "Fang Gongzi is modest, the little woman knows it, if it is really a battlefield encounter, I am afraid that she will lose even worse, Xiaoqing, Xiaolan, roll up the curtain." ”

The second daughter rolled up the curtains, revealing a table and chair behind her, Mo Xiang led Fang Ling to sit down at the table, Xiaoqing served tea, Xiaolan pushed the windows of the tower open, the evening breeze blew slowly, and the stars in the night sky were thick, which suddenly added a touch of poetry to the empty tower.

Fang Ling picked up the teacup, sniffed it under his nose, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise: "This snow lotus tea has a rich fragrance but not greasy, and the entrance is full of fragrance, which is extraordinary." ”

Xiao Qing said with a smile on the side: "Fang Gongzi is really knowledgeable, and he can even recognize that it is tea concocted by the Tianshan Snow Lotus after taking a sip, but this tea can't be drunk anywhere else, this is made by my young lady." ”