"Childe, I'll come when I go."

Wei Hong hurriedly entered the house, and Zheng Xiong's group and a few guys stood outside the house, relatively speechless.

Wei Hong went back to the house, found the basin, and fetched a basin of water.

The face reflected in the basin was suddenly a little unfamiliar now, Wei Hong took the water and wiped it on his face, picked up a rag and rubbed it on his face fiercely.

The pieces of dead skin were taken away by the water, and the dirty face was washed with clean water, revealing Wei Hong's true face.

What is the most important thing about a woman's face, a white face, this is a big plus, it is to be gnawed, and the others are more three-dimensional facial features.

Wei Hong's short board is on the skin, without this short board, plus three-dimensional facial features.

When Wei Hong reappeared in front of Zheng Xiong, he amazed everyone.

Even if Zheng Xiong has been baptized by the Internet, he is immune to the so-called beauties, and will only be an out-and-out scoring machine.

Even though the young ladies of the Teaching Workshop Division are already very good, one mountain is still higher than another, and one section is stronger than another.

Wei Hong's face still made Zheng Xiong stand still for a moment.

The eyebrows are like green feathers, and the muscles are like mutton fat. The face is lined with peach petals, and the mustache is piled with peach branches.

The autumn waves are enchanting, and the spring bamboo shoots are slender and charming.

What is Zhaojun's beauty, it is really a race over Xi Shi.

The willow waist is slightly extended, and the lotus step moves the jade limbs lightly. It's hard for Chang'e to get here in the month, how can the Nine Heavens Fairy be like this.

In a simple sentence, the skin is white, beautiful, long legs, convex and backward, and at first glance, he is a good child.

It is completely in line with Zheng Xiong's aesthetics, which makes people's hearts ripple.

Although Wei Hong's clothes are very simple, like clothes that are completely sewn together from rags, wearing Wei Hong's body still gives people a different feeling.

Maybe this is why the clothes are looking for celebrity endorsements, and being dressed in rags makes Wei Hong wear a different feeling.

Wei Hong walked up to Zheng Xiong slightly shyly and said to Zheng Xiong.

"Childe, this is the true appearance of the little woman."

In this situation, Zheng Xiong just wanted to recite a poem, eased his somewhat agitated mood, and spoke to Wei Hong.

"In this situation, I want to recite a poem."

"The little woman listened."

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country? Beautiful women are hard to come by. ”

Zheng Xiong blurted out this song from the Western Han Dynasty "Li Yannian Song", Wei Hong has not read the book, but this praise poem can be understood.

"Childe praised it falsely, he shouldn't be praised by Childe like this, he didn't dare to be the country and the city, this poem sounds very good, dare to ask but Childe did it."

"No, this is "Li Yannian's Song" from the Western Han Dynasty, when I saw the girl's face, I blurted out, it was completely out of my feelings."

"Wait, I'll see if I can think of a poem to give to the girl."

Wei Hong showed an expectant look, Zheng Xiong paced in the small courtyard, and the strong man who followed on the side hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Wei Hong more.

The guys on the other side saw the appearance of the two, and they were confused and didn't know when the two hooked up together, and they had a bad premonition in their hearts.

That's the feeling that something in my life is about to be snatched away, but I can only be in a hurry on the sidelines, and I can't be the master of the two.

Zheng Xiong took steps and walked out of seven steps, which is an indispensable step for the wave, and one more step or one less step will not reflect the essence of it, and Zheng Xiongshen is one of the samadhi.

"A lifetime of one generation and one pair, fighting for two ecstasy. Lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring of the day. The pulp is easy to beg for the blue bridge, and the medicine is difficult to run into the blue sea. If you visit Oxford, you will be relatively poor. ”

Nalan Xingde's "One Generation, One Couple" was plagiarized by Zheng Xiong and given to Wei Hong.

Wei Hong doesn't know how to understand it, she can understand a little but not much, she understands it in this life, and it seems to be a poem that she confesses to herself.

What can I do about this, waiting online, I'm in a hurry, I'm completely inexperienced.

"Childe, can you tell me the meaning, I don't understand it too well."

Wei Hong didn't know how to pretend to understand the character, but when she heard the words, she still asked, but she didn't know if she wanted to confirm anything else to Zheng Xiong, and looked at Zheng Xiong with some expectation.

It is said that talented and beautiful women, Wei Hong was unconsciously moved by the poems made by Zheng Xiong, which woman is not pregnant with spring, which man is not in love, but it is difficult to find.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiong signaled to the little official with his eyes, pretending to be too much, and he had to have the little official to close the tail, so he couldn't affect his forced style.

The little official also has to brag about himself and praise it, otherwise what does it mean to play the piano to the cow.

The little official understands in seconds, and the people who can be sent by Zhang Huaiyuan to assist Zheng Xiong always have some outstanding skills, and it happens that it is also his duty to praise him, which is much better than a technician like Li Si.

"Childe's poem should be comparable to Li Du, there are not many people in this world who can make such a masterpiece, and it will surely be passed on to future generations, and the small one will congratulate Gongzi."

This wave came to Zheng Xiong's heart, sighed that the little official's assist was good, and waved his hand modestly.

"It's not that good."

"Childe is too modest."

After holding Zheng Xiong, the little official replied to Wei Hong.

"The girl asked what this poem meant, but the little one saw one or two, said to listen to the girl, and asked the son to correct it."

"You say, I'll listen."

The meaning of this poem is probably to show that two people who are clearly a match made in heaven for a lifetime cannot be together, and they are lovesick all day long. I don't know who God is creating youth for, Pei Hang begged for the Blue Bridge, got his wife Yunying, and Chang'e stole the immortal medicine and flew to the Moon Palace. ”

The next sentence was the point, and the little official cleared his throat.

"If you can meet Tianhe like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, you will be willing even if you abandon the glory and wealth."

"The meaning of this song is probably what it means, I don't know if it's right."

"Well, almost, you're good."

After receiving Zheng Xiong's praise, the little official consciously stood aside, leaving Zheng Xiong alone to face Wei Hong's slightly red face.

Wei Hong's face was blushing by Zheng Xiong's direct eyes, and he didn't dare to look directly, so he lowered his head.

Faced with this love poem, Wei Hong was at a loss, and hurriedly diverted the topic and said.

"Childe has finished speaking, and he has finished reading it, I don't know what else to order."

The sudden words interrupted Zheng Xiong's aggressive gaze, and he said cheekily.

"It's okay, it's getting late, I'm afraid I can't go back, and I ask the girl to take me in for one night."

"Childe is at his own convenience."

After saying this, Wei Hong got up and walked to the stove and set up the cooking smoke.

The original appearance on his face was also put down by Wei Hong, and he directly showed his true face and prepared food for Zheng Xiong's group.

The millet that I bought early in the morning was put into the pot by Wei Hong, and the porridge was cooked, and then some wild vegetables were cooked, and one of the eggs treasured at home was taken out and steamed in water.

Millet porridge with wild vegetables, pickles, and eggs, this dinner combination is a bit shabby, but Zheng Xiong is very happy to eat, and perhaps the psychological factor is also a very important factor.

As for his bodyguards and the young men with sad faces, they were not in Zheng Xiong's consideration.

(End of chapter)