The stage was crowded.

The tune is tactful and sings casually, which can also provoke bursts of applause.

Chu Xiao'er looked at the woman holding the moon with all the stars, and jealousy welled up in her heart.

Why can she get so much attention from men, isn't it just that she has a good face.

Qu Lingyuan saw Chu Xiao'er squeezing in at a glance, and she left a little more intention, and she didn't rush to leave after getting off the stage.

As soon as she got off the stage, the number of people in the theater was almost half.

Chu Xiao'er chased after the back of the stage with a posture, on her toes.

"What did you mean last time you said I wasn't worthy?" she said aggressively, looking at people with her nostrils.

Qu Ling's slender jade hand rested in front of her lower abdomen in a regular manner, and smiled softly: "It's not what I said, Miss Chu doesn't want to spew blood." ”

She didn't say anything, she just asked, "Is she worthy?"

Chu Xiao'er snorted lightly, her tone full of disdain: "So you think you can shirk it?" Qu Lingyu, no matter how you pretend to be pitiful, you are still a singer, and you are all lifting in the play, you are a slut, very dirty, you are not qualified to say me!"

Her coquettish face looked a little hideous.

Chu Xiao'er felt that she was not wrong, what she said was true.

"Ling Kite, Shu Jin is here. Yiling suddenly burst out of the sky.

Qu Lingkite tried not to let his eyes drift on Yiling's body, his eyelashes flickered, his eyes were foggy, and his thin figure stood there full of weakness, pursed his lips, grabbed the clothes on his chest with one hand, and staggered.

Anyone who sees it is pity.

"Do you still want to pretend?" Chu Xiao'er took two steps forward, wanting to brush away the jade hand she was holding on to her clothes.

The palm of her hand touched the back of her hand, and Qu Ling Kite staggered back.

There are dramas on and off the stage, and she will not give up the opportunity to perform this time.

Chu Xiao'er was stunned, and Shu Jin's flat voice came from behind her: "What are you doing?"

Qu Ling kite stood firm on the ground, and looked at Shu Jin with a pair of upward phoenix eyes soaked in tears: "Master Jin..."

She didn't say much, and when she saw Shu Jin looking at her, she hurriedly lowered her head, as if she wanted to hide her tears, and left here quickly.

Shu Jin still saw her misty teary eyes, and the dust stained behind her dress.

He looked at Chu Xiao'er: "Why are you pushing her?"

"Jin Ye, she fell by herself!" Chu Xiao'er stared at a loss.

"Chu Xiao'er, you really became fast enough. Shu Jin's eyebrows were slender, and he was a little disappointed in Chu Xiao'er, and turned to leave.

On the day Chu Yin was buried, the pear blossoms she cried with rain, and she would be sad to see the flowers fall for a period of time.

was originally gentle and kind, why did a pair of Shangqu Ling kites become so aggressive?

Just because the other party is a drama?

If you don't think about it, women are always troublesome things.

He didn't come today to be a businessman.

found Qu Yuanxiang sitting in the courtyard, and Shu Jin sat in front of him unceremoniously.

Instead, Qu Yuanxiang got up and stood up from his chair, with a respectful expression.

"Why did Jin Ye come suddenly?"

"My grandmother wants to listen to the play and wants to invite you over. Shu Jin picked up the teacup in front of him and turned it in his hand.

Qu Yuanxiang stepped forward to pour tea for him, and said slowly: "Jin Ye used the word 'please', which is really serious. ”

Seeing that he agreed, the corners of Shu Jin's lips curled, as if he remembered something: "Quling Kite must come." ”

The hand pouring the tea paused slightly, and Qu Yuanxiang shook his head stiffly: "Jin Ye should go and ask her in person, this child was raised by me single-handedly, I treat her as a daughter, and I will never arrange a play for her, she is voluntary." ”

If she is allowed to go on stage every day, Fengxi's troupe may earn more money, but Qu Yuanxiang never regards her as a member of the troupe, but as his own daughter.

Shu Jin was not angry, got up from the chair, and said in a light tone: "Okay, then I'll go myself." ”

The tea didn't move, and Qu Yuanxiang's deep eyes looked at the teacup in a daze.

Jin Ye obviously knew where Ling Kite's room was.

He was still worried that Jin Ye would take a fancy to Ling Kite.

The child he brought up single-handedly, he couldn't be clearer.

Qu Ling's soft and lazy appearance in private makes people lose a trace of temper, and she just wants to hold the moon to her, just asking the beauty to smile.

She is like a glass of intoxicating poisoned wine, with a fatal attraction.

Qu Yuanxiang asked himself, if he was a teenager younger, he was afraid that his father's love would deteriorate.

No matter how strong Jin Ye's concentration is, he is also a man.

No matter how beautiful the appearance of the kite, it is not suitable for marrying into a warlord.

But this matter is not qualified for him Qu Yuanxiang's beak.

......

Of course, Shu Jin knew Qu Ling's room.

Without knocking, he pushed the door in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qu Ling Kite reclining on a carved wooden chair, with a jade wine jug on the table in front of him, slightly drunk, half-unmipped makeup, dizzy cheeks, and disheveled clothes.

Hide and drink on your own?

But it's really unproductive.

"Jin Ye is here?" Qu Lingyuan raised his eyes and didn't get up when he saw the person coming, half-squinting phoenix eyes, his eyes were hazy, his tone became more and more delicate and tactful, and he greeted him naturally.

Shu Jin's eyebrows were raised, and at this moment he felt like he had come to prostitute women.

And it's a regular customer.

"Hmm. He replied lightly, not saying what he meant, but also naturally sat opposite Qu Ling Kite and looked at her.

Qu Lingkite looked at him, and leaned closer across the table: "Do you think my face is good-looking?"

Shu Jin's eyes were gloomy but smiling: "It's beautiful." ”

Get closer, Yan Ruyu, Qi Rulan, vision and smell are all enjoyment, how can it not be beautiful.

Qu Ling Kite lightly exhaled his blue breath, and his eyes were dejected: "It's a pity that it's a vase~"

She always has a delicate end of her speech, like a seductive kitten tail.

No one spoke for a long time, and Qu Ling Kite poured wine one by one.

The wine glass in his hand was taken away.

Shu Jin held the wine glass, looked at the beauty in front of her and pursed her lips squeamishly, and only thought it was funny: "You sing very well." ”

"Jin Ye really can't open any pot and mention which pot, don't you see that Chu Xiao'er looks down on me so much?"

Qu Lingkite smiled bitterly, and Shujin was silent.

As if she was emotional, she chattered sentence by sentence.

"I don't know where I provoked her, but I made her so angry and targeted. ”

"I obviously haven't been with a man, and I haven't seduced anyone..."

"I envy Chu Xiao'er, she is a serious lady, some people are in pain, some people are indulgence..."

"This pretty face is a burden. ”

"I've never had friends of the same sex, and they don't like me..."

The delicate whisper intermittently passed into the ears of Shujin.

It was the first time he was willing to listen to someone chattering like this, he used to be irritable, but Qu Ling's voice was refreshing.

Just staring at her open and closed red lips, a little wanted to block it.

"Does Jin Ye also think I'm unbearable?" she suddenly turned her head, her phoenix eyes were hazy and smiling, but the smile was not gentle, full of coldness.