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This time, Xiao Yuesheng was preparing to make wine in the villa, although Pan Roar's wine was good, it was not as good as what he brewed himself, Jiang Nanyun and Zhou Xiaoqing and Zhou Xiaoyu rolled up their sleeves, revealing their little arms that were as white as lotus roots, to help him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Lotus suddenly floated in, along the corridor on the lake, in the blink of an eye, seemed to be slow and fast, came to him, and handed him an invitation.

Xiao Yuesheng took it, opened it, frowned, and handed it to Jiang Nanyun.

"It's Miss Su's invitation, Master, you've finally got your wish!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, squinting at him.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I'm unknown, why can this Su Qingqing find me?"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Nanyun fixedly, and hummed, "Isn't it your idea?"

Jiang Nanyun nodded, pursed his lips and chuckled: "Master wants to see her like this, I, as a disciple, naturally want to be honest and benevolent!"

"Hehe, if Sister Liu hears it, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare you!" Zhou Xiaoyu covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, her bright eyes were full of smiles, like a puddle of autumn water.

She and Zhou Xiaoqing are both wearing emerald green Luo shirts, which look demure and graceful, like a deep valley orchid.

Zhou Xiaoqing has been silent, her eyes are like water, they are indeed beautiful, but Zhou Xiaoyu keeps talking and is innocent.

"Master's wife is very relieved of Master!" Jiang Nanyun changed color slightly, and said with a busy smile.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, and nodded: "Okay, the beauties meet, I'll take a look." ”

"Master, do you want a disciple to accompany you?" Jiang Nanyun looked at her lightly, and asked with a smile, his voice was soft and soft.

"Well, it's good to have you with you, so that your master and wife don't think nonsense. Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

At noon, the two of them walked out of the gate of the villa, and paced slowly along the straight forest path, although with their light skills, they could pass in the blink of an eye, but they did not want to do so.

The voices in the woods came and went, as if they were lining up to sing, a gust of wind blew, and the branches trembled slightly, full of life.

The master and apprentice went out of the woods and came to the willow embankment.

Although it is noon, it is still full of tourists, coming and going, among which there are very few martial arts figures, occasionally seen, none of the ten, they are bent on martial arts, desperately practicing, in order to fight for fame and fortune, there is no this Yaxing.

They themselves had a small boat, docked under the embankment, Xiao Yuesheng walked down, untied the rope, and the two of them rafted forward.

The lake water is clear, the cool air is blowing on the face, in the noon sun, sparkling, reflected on people's faces, bodies, clothes, like a dream.

Xiao Yuesheng stood at the bow of the boat, Jiang Nanyun stood at the stern, and with a slight wave of his sleeves, the boat was like an arrow from the string, breaking the waves.

In a blink of an eye, they had reached the center of the lake, and when they came to a medium-sized painting, Xiao Yuesheng hugged his fists and said slowly: "Xiao Yuesheng has seen Miss Su." ”

His voice was calm and slow, not slow, condensed but not dispersed, and passed slowly, and the whole painting could be heard, but outsiders could not hear it.

"My young lady is polite to Mr. Xiao. A beautiful little maid walked out, stood on the bow of the painted boat, and saluted.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly, and the boat sailed to the edge of the painting, and the two jumped lightly and landed lightly on the bow of the painting.

The two of them acted in a low-key manner, not wanting to show their martial arts, and only used the most ordinary light skills, which looked unremarkable.

The little maid is as beautiful as a flower, with a melon seed face, snow muscles and jade bones, bright eyes and bright teeth, and well-proportioned flesh and bones, which makes people feel heartbeat and pity.

The expression on her face was calm and calm, neither humble nor arrogant, she bowed lightly and was silent.

"But Mr. Xiao and Sister Jiang are here?" a soft voice sounded from behind the curtain, and at first glance, it was like a spring breeze blowing into my heart, and it was indescribably comfortable.

"Miss, Mr. Xiao and Miss Jiang have arrived. The little maid replied softly, stepped forward to open the curtain, and turned around to ask for it.

When Xiao Yuesheng stepped into the painting, he was greeted by a faint fragrance, which was not strong, but refreshing.

The soft pale pink carpet and the walls are all pale pink, and the whole room is full of feminine atmosphere, and you can see that it is a boudoir at a glance.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, not at all imaginary luxury, but like an ordinary woman's boudoir, revealing a warm atmosphere.

There is a table next to the window, and on the other side of the window is a low table, and a low couch is located in the innermost part, covered by light veil.

As soon as Xiao Yuesheng stepped in, the two women on the side of the short table turned their heads to look, and suddenly a soft "huh" sounded.

Xiao Yuesheng was also slightly stunned, he saw an acquaintance, it was Song Mengjun, the leader of the Blue and White Gang, sitting on the embroidery pier in front of the low table, bowing slightly, and turning his head to look.

She was dressed in a snow-white robe, her jade face was flawless, holy and cold, like a glacier goddess, untainted with vulgarity.

She was sitting on the embroidery pier, separated by a low table from another woman, and was looking at a booklet together, Xiao Yuesheng glanced at it, it was a music score.

The woman was facing him from her back, with graceful curves, which was heartwarming at first glance, and when she heard Xiao Yuesheng's footsteps, she turned around and stood up, and the whole room suddenly lit up.

Her face is slightly round, her chin is slightly pointed, smooth as jade, her eyebrows, eyes and nose are all extremely beautiful, and her thin lips are bright red and moving, and she can't wait to take a sip.

"Little woman Su Qingqing, I've seen Mr. Xiao!" she bowed, and the warbler's voice was crisp, although the voice was not loud, it was as soft as a spring breeze.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand, glanced at her, shook his head and said softly: "Please get up, Xiao doesn't dare to be." ”

He nodded at Song Mengjun, although his face was still calm, his voice was gentle: "Gang Master Song, let's meet again!"

"Where don't we meet in life, Lin'an City is really small!" Song Mengjun smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and the meaning of ridicule was obvious.

"Sister Song, did you know each other before?" Su Qingqing's eyes widened slightly, and he asked softly.

Song Mengjun snorted lightly: "I don't know!"

If others are rude to their master, Jiang Nanyun will find it difficult to bear, but this Song Mengjun is like this, she is not angry at all, but has a good mood to watch the show, and looks at the master with a smile.

Su Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, seeing the clue, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, please sit down, Xiang'er, serve tea!"

The beautiful maid whispered in agreement and withdrew gently.

"Sister Jiang, come and sit!" Su Qingqing was wearing a short blue jacket, with pale pink pleats on her lower body, and a thin waist like a willow.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at the master, pursed his lips and smiled, walked over, gathered with the three of them, and looked down at the score.

"Is this piece really composed by Mr. Xiao?" asked Su Qingqing in a low voice.

Jiang Nanyun nodded and said with a smile: "There is no falsehood, don't believe it, let my master play a song?"

"Don't mess around!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly and glared at Jiang Nanyun, she stuck out her tongue lightly, and she was extremely delicate.

Xiao Yuesheng's current appearance, about forty years old, calm and heavy, dignified, and majestic, sitting there, the air in the whole room seemed to sink a lot.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao is still a generalist in civil and military affairs!" Song Mengjun glared at him and said in a weird manner.

Xiao didn't expect that Gang Leader Song and Miss Su would walk together. Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, as if he was not angry.

"We are married to Jin Lan, sisters are commensurate, what's in the way of Mr. Xiao?!" Song Mengjun snorted coldly.

Watching the two of them arguing, Su Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head, and talked with Jiang Nanyun in a low voice, pointing at the music score.

The beautiful maid Xiaoxiang walked in with tea Yingying and eased the tension between Xiao Yuesheng and Song Mengjun.

Xiao Yuesheng took the teacup, took a sip, and nodded slightly.

I heard that Sister Jiang said that Mr. Xiao is very particular about tea and wine, this is a good tea treasured by a little woman, Xiao Yuesheng tasted one or two. Su Qingqing raised her head and smiled at Xiao Yuesheng.

Looking at her demeanor, she didn't see Xiao Yuesheng at all, she gave Xiao Yuesheng a little concession, put it there, whispered to Jiang Nanyun, and looked at her demeanor, as if she was just inviting him over by the way, mainly inviting Jiang Nanyun.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, glanced at Jiang Nanyun, and said with a smile: "It's just picky, not elegant." ”

"Mr. Xiao, listen to Sister Jiang, your martial arts are also very ......powerful," Song Mengjun put down the teacup and said casually.

"A few tricks of crop handles. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said lightly.

Song Mengjun let out a sneer, shook his head and said, "Mr. Xiao is very humble, the little girl is trying to see what a crop style is!"

"Sister Song, compare martial arts, I think it's better to forget it, so as not to hurt the harmony, it's better to compare the piano skills, how about it?" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile.

"That's it!" Su Qingqing's chin was as smooth as jade, and he smiled slightly: "What Sister Jiang said is extremely true!"

Song Mengjun glanced Xiao Yuesheng up and down, his eyes were extremely presumptuous, and he shook his head and smiled: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to win!"

"Then Xiao Mou is ugly!" Xiao Yuesheng put down the teacup and waved lightly, and the yaoqin in front of Su Qingqing floated up and slowly flew to his hand.

Song Mengjun's color changed suddenly, and he stared at him deadly, his eyes flashing with coldness.

(To be continued)