"What is this?" When she saw Xiao Chen take out a pair of black stockings, Yang Feng'er expressed her doubts.

"You'll find out if you put it on and try it." Xiao Chen's smile was slightly shy, for his own habit of being embarrassed to speak.

If it's a man, don't laugh at Xiao Chen, dare you say you don't like it?

It's not a man who doesn't like it, I tell you!

"Just wear it like that?" Yang Feng'er was taken aback, although it was black, it looked suspiciously transparent in the sun.

"You can wear a short skirt outside, by the way, you untie your hair first." Xiao Chen took out another set of black clothes that were customized for her.

The uniform is also very tempting.

Don't ask why the temptation, you all know how to do it, don't pretend to be pure one by one.

Long hair shawl, close-fitting black open-collar suit, short skirt above the knee, plus black stockings......

"It's really weird." Yang Fenger changed her clothes and stood in front of the bronze mirror and saw a completely different self.

"Can you wear this garment? You can't be laughed at to death. Yang Fenger said so, but in her heart she felt as if her outfit was also very good-looking, but the neckline was too big, snow-white and half-visible, there were too many legs, and her curves were exquisite, which was very embarrassing.

Anyway, even the singers and dancers in the four green buildings don't dare to wear them like this, right?

"This is designed by Zhang Dafu? Why is he so bold? Yang Feng'er muttered to herself for a long time, but she didn't see Xiao Chen answer, but when she looked back at him, she was startled, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh? I'm fine. Xiao Chen's heart shook and he was dazed.

"You're bleeding!" Yang Feng'er shouted.

"Huh?" Xiao Chen touched his nose, it was really sticky,, shameful!

"You're really ...... It's too ......" Yang Feng'er found a handkerchief to help him wipe away his nosebleeds, covered his mouth and sneered.

"What's wrong!" Xiao Chen hugged her slender waist and blew softly in her ear.

"No, it's so itchy." Yang Feng'er smiled.

"So you're afraid of itching?" Xiao Chen bit her small earlobe and stretched out his tongue to lick it.

"You're really bad!" Yang Feng'er's breathing suddenly became short, and she fell into Xiao Chen's arms......

I don't know how long it took for a sudden storm to finally stop.

"Take me away." At this moment, Yang Feng'er has been completely conquered by Xiao Chen.

Surrender orally.

"I promise you." Xiao Chen said, "As long as there is a chance, I will definitely take you away." ”

Xiao Chen didn't make a wish casually, but seriously.

It is said that there have been many people who have pitted emperors since ancient times, but I am afraid he is the only one who specializes in digging the corners of the emperor's walls like Xiao Chen.

Trying to poach the queen, the imperial concubine, and the concubine will not even let go of a nobleman!

It's no wonder that Li Wanjiang wants to kill him.

But the nobleman is willing to go with him, but the imperial concubine refuses to go, Duanmu Nanqiao, this girl is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and her idea is right!

Xiao Chen was ready to persuade her again, because she stayed in the palace and was the most dangerous.

"Where are you from?" As soon as Xiao Chen came in, Duanmu Nanqiao sniffed and frowned, Xiao Chen found that her nose was also very small.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chen was a thief, and hurriedly looked at himself, it was nothing, he was neatly dressed.

"There is a rouge on my body." Duanmu Nanqiao said coldly.

"Hey, this is a harem, it's all girls, isn't it normal to be contaminated with a little rouge?" Xiao Chen said.

He didn't know that there was a difference between rouge and rouge.

"You're just in time, I just wrote a poem, you see." Duanmu Nanqiao knew his stinky virtues, so he didn't continue to ask deeply.

"Really? I've seen it. Xiao Chen showed the face of a talented man.

"There is frost in the night of the northern country, the moon is cold and the mountains are blue, who said that thousands of miles from this night, from the dream is like a long stopper...... Good poetry, good poetry! Was this for me? Xiao Chen took her draft and recited it aloud, praising it again and again.

It's really good.

"Well, can you write one for me too?" Duanmu Nanqiao personally laid out a piece of rice paper, pulled up his sleeves and helped him polish the ink.

Rong pondered...... Pregnant! Jun asked that the return date is not due, Fengyang night rain rises autumn pool, why should you cut the candles in the west window, but when you talk about Fengyang night rain! "Changing a song casually is a quatrain for the ages.

"Alas......" Duanmu Nanqiao sighed leisurely, thinking about it day and night, it took a lot of effort to write this poem that he thought was very good, but the one that Xiao Chen casually chanted was a hundred times stronger than his own.

"Article skills, talk about jokes, why are you so serious?" Xiao Chen is her confidant, so she knows what she thinks in her heart.

"Hmph, of course you said that!" Duanmu Nanqiao will also be angry.

"I also filled out a poem about fishing, you can take a look at it." Unconvinced, he took out another poem to Xiao Chen.

It was written.

Inch by inch clouds, the slightest remnant, whether there is light or not, it is difficult to eliminate. is surging the soul to break, sparkling and shaking. Looking at the mountains and rivers, people go to go, faintly far away. From now on, it will be sour, just like tonight.

Qingyun Yao. Ask the sky if you shouldn't, look at the little Shuangqing, bored. Who is more visible, who is painful? Who wants to rejoice, steal vegetarian powder, and write and describe? Who cares, life after life, twilight dynasty.

The words are beautiful, and the writing is really good.

But what touched Xiao Chen was not the beautiful words, but the parting feelings contained in the words, which were as deep as this.

Especially the two sentences of joy and joy, sour and sour, which make people feel more desolate, and life and life, these two sentences of twilight and dynasty almost directly express the affection in her heart.

Morning and twilight, life and life, you are thinking about me?

How can I, Xiao Chen, be so favored by you?

"I didn't write it to you, I just wrote it casually." Duanmu Nanqiao is also Xiao Chen's confidant, and when you look at him silent, you can know what he is thinking.

"It's not me, who is that?" Xiao Chen was stunned for a while, for no reason.

He just said something about articles and jokes, but now he took it seriously.

"You fill in the same poem." Duanmu Nanqiao didn't answer.

"Ask the world, what is love, and what is the promise of life and death? There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times. Joy is promoted, parting is bitter, and there are even more infatuated children. You should have said: Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to? ”

As soon as Xiao Chen saw the word "touch the fish", he remembered this word, which was exactly in line with the situation at this moment.

His voice was clear and magnetic, melodious and frustrating, but full of affection, and when he chanted to the last sentence, there was a slight sadness.

But it wasn't intentional, just because this sentence was too sad, and a person with a temperament like Xiao Chen couldn't hold himself.

Xiao Chen is from the next generation, in this world, isn't he just a lonely shadow?

In the future, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, when I return, I will be lonely again.

Why do you let the master cross it?

Crossing is crossing, but it still makes me have so many worries.

What if there is a chance to travel back...... But to whom do I go?