"I forgot!" Wu Song didn't know how to lie, in fact, in addition to that time when he couldn't control himself, he thought of Zhang Xixi, and really forgot about this person.

"Hey, it's no wonder, it's a pity that she's just a thin-lived woman who wanders the rivers and lakes, she can't be elegant, she can't serve a hero, and it's naturally easy to forget. ”

"It's not like this, you are very good-looking, and your singing voice is as beautiful as a nightingale, but Wu Song was born not good at socializing with women, and he is busy with public affairs, in fact, he has thought of you twice!"

"Do you like me to sing?" Zhang Xixi was very happy, kissed Wu Song on the face, his whole face turned red, and quickly jumped up from his thigh, hugged a yaoqin, put it on the bench, and sat on the ground by himself, his long skirt sprinkled on the ground, like a fairy, very good-looking.

Wu Song knew that if he went on like this, he would definitely fall into the gentle township, he was in the Northern Song Dynasty, even if he was romantic, no one would criticize him, but he would say that he knew the customs, but for some reason, thinking of Wu Dalang's words, saying that he wanted him to take care of Pan Jinlian for the rest of his life, he had a taboo against other women in his heart, and he thought it was modern thought.

He was just about to open his mouth to stop, but Zhang Xixi smiled and said: "Erlang is brave, he will definitely like the words of Master Su and Xin Jiaxuan, and I will sing a song of Xin Jiaxuan's broken formation for you." ”

This time it aroused Wu Song's interest, he was straightforward, Xin Qiji's poems were very appetizing to him, he also wanted to hear how the Song people interpreted the Song songs, he thought of Su Shi's water tune song head, which was sung by today's people like a monk chanting scriptures, as if he was constantly angry, and he really wanted to compare.

"Drunk and looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn and the battalion ......"

Zhang Xixi took a small sip, the voice was gentle and moving, and it was clear, and immediately hooked Wu Song's soul, her voice was not magnificent, but there was a heroic spirit of a heroine among women, it sounded really unique, and he drank more than a dozen glasses of wine unconsciously.

Wu Song was completely immersed in the singing, his blood was boiling, his hands were clenched, and he had a pride in his heart, and he wanted to lift a Qi Mei stick right away, perform chivalrous deeds on the rivers and lakes, wander the world, and couldn't help but drink ten cups in a row.

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!"

As Zhang Xixi finished singing the last lyrics, Wu Song slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "What a good one to win the name before and after his death! Even if the gray hair increases! Jiang Ziya is not eighty before he is crowned the marquis! Old age can also talk about juvenile madness! Sorry, you sing so well!"

"As long as Jiro likes it. Zhang Xixi was very happy, suddenly blushed, and said in a low voice: "Xin Jiaxuan's words are heroic and uninhibited, not that her daughter's family can control it, last time I heard Erlang say that he likes to listen to those eighteen ..... Poof, the slave family doesn't understand that word, but you like to listen to those charming moods, so I'll sing you a song about Liu Qilang's Huang Ying'er. ”

"Knock ---"

When the yaoqin sounded, Zhang Xixi's voice dropped a few tones, but it was still as clear as water, even if it was a little lower, she could hear it clearly, just like she was lying in her ear and whispering for Wu Song.

"Looking at the dew wet wisps of gold, the leaves are like reeds" Zhang Xixi sang here, I don't know if it was intentional, the tulle on the body slowly fell, revealing the fragrant shoulders like clotted white jade, the body wrapped in the pale yellow profane clothes was high and bulging, and the scenery inside was looming, it really seemed to be depicted in the lyrics, the dew wet the thin clothes of the beauty, very charming.

"Xiaolai is savage on the branches, as if he whispers his heart and deep meaning. ”

This sentence Zhang Xixi's voice lost its clarity and became the sound of breath, just like something in the boudoir, Wu Song's heart fluttered, he drank three glasses of wine in a row, bit his lips hard, and shouted: "Don't sing!"

His voice was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, knock, Zhang Xixi was so panicked that she broke a string, her face was extremely disappointed, and she said quietly: "Erlang, do you regret that you don't sing well?"

"You sing very well, it's really tempting, and if you can listen to two more sentences, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it!"

Zhang Xixi listened, his heart ached, his eyes were full of tears, and he sobbed softly: "If you can't control it, don't control it, but you are ......"

"Don't cry, I'm most afraid of seeing a girl cry, okay, keep singing. Wu Song didn't know how to coax girls, so he had to say so.

"The strings are broken, how can you continue singing. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xixi was very stubborn and unwilling to sing, she slowly stood up, the thin gauze hung on the broken strings of Yaoqin, and fell to the ground as she walked, leaving only a pale yellow obscene dress as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Your clothes .....," Wu Song hurriedly shouted.

Zhang Xixi turned a deaf ear and said softly: "Xixi has learned a little dance since he was a child, and he has never shown it to others, can he be blessed to dance for Erlang today?"

Looking at Zhang Xixi's pear blossom with rain, Wu Song's heart softened, and it was also because he drank thirty or twenty glasses of wine, and said casually: "That's naturally good!"

Zhang Xixi heard him say this, burst into laughter, Hao wrist stretched forward, legs slightly bent, and began to dance, she was graceful, there was no tulle on her body, and her curves were exposed, occasionally circling and flying, but there was no clothes on her back, white as jade, slender as willow.

Wu Song was devastated when he saw it, and after the dance, he was still staring blankly ahead, and Zhang Xixi's shadow was still fluttering in his eyes, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Erlang, it's a pity to have three drinks with you. ”

Zhang Xixi took six cups, poured full of wine, jade hand lightly, Wu Song immediately took a wine glass, drank it all, the second cup was the same, the third cup of his lips just touched the wine, Zhang Xixi stretched out his hand on his lips, took the wine glass, picked up a glass of wine and drank a small sip, and then sent it to Wu Song's lips.

Wu Song's eyes were confused, he raised his head and drank half a glass of residual wine, Zhang Xi drank Wu Song's glass of wine with satisfaction, and said softly in his ear: "Erlang, you and I have drunk three glasses of wine, so I will serve you to bed." ”

At this time, Wu Song was already in a state of mind, and was helped into the room by Zhang Xixi, two big red dragon and phoenix candles were lit on the table, and a big red tablecloth was spread, in fact, even the Luo tent quilt was red.

Zhang Xixi helped Wu Song to the edge of the bed and sat down, hugged him tightly from behind, Wu Song felt two soft lumps of flesh clinging to his back, and his neck was full of Zhang Xixi's breath, he couldn't help but shake his heart, and gently broke Zhang Xixi's hand with the only remaining bit of reason, and said softly: "It's a pity, Wu Song is a martial artist, it's not worth your ......."

"To be able to serve Erlang is a lifelong wish......"

Wu Song's hand was released, he couldn't bear to exert force on the pair of jade hands, Zhang Xixi hugged it tighter, and said softly: "Erlang, Xixi has never danced in front of any man, nor has he sung such an emotional song, just for you, but as Liu Qilang said, even if there are thousands of styles, who can you say to? Your heart is not here in the slave family......

At that time, Wu Song woke up, his nose was full of fragrance, and the room was still burning with a big red dragon and phoenix candle that was about to be extinguished, he got up, got dressed, and walked out of the room.

"Are you awake?" Xiaomei smiled and asked Wu Song to say goodbye.

Wu Song was slightly stunned, and was about to ask, Xiaomei had already said: "Dutou, it's a pity that I have already taken the carriage and returned to Dongping Mansion, she said that she has no blessing to serve the heroes, it is really a pity in her life, and she can only have a pillar of fragrance in the morning and evening in the future, and wish Dutou good health." ”

When Wu Song heard this, he was stunned and asked, "It's a pity that you can use it enough?"

"Dutou is really a person of love, don't worry, I will give her a hundred taels of silver on behalf of Dutou, which can be regarded as Xiaomei's kindness to Dutou. Xiaomei said quietly: "Hey, the amorous parting has been sad since ancient times, and it is even more Kan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!"

Wu Song didn't want to say any more, left Xiaomei's house, strode towards Zishi Street, and on the stone bench in front of the house, curled up a slender person, she was Pan Jinlian.

"Sister-in-law!"

Wu Song gently pushed her shoulder, Pan Jinlian immediately woke up, and couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.