"When will the bright moon come? I will drink wine and ask the blue sky. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is now and then. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings..."
In the distance, the woman's crisp voice came briskly from the path full of peach blossoms.
The words in the song were clearly about something that was on her mind, but the brisk tone of the woman singing conveyed an uncoordinated joy and an almost imperceptible rush.
Qingcheng's hand that pushed aside the peach blossom branches paused, and the smile at the corner of her mouth spread unconsciously.
Huh, what a trivial skill.
After suppressing her smile, Qingcheng put on an arrogant posture and walked forward through the peach blossom path with a solemn expression. The scenery in front of her suddenly became brighter.
Qingcheng saw a woman dancing with the flowers under the peach blossom branches. Her exquisite body was outlined in red gauze, and her face was like a peach blossom, making the flying pink petals suddenly lose their color.
Bright eyes, white-toothed red lips, dots of cinnabar on her forehead, and three thousand light silk threads wrapped around her fingers.
Qingcheng's breath couldn't help but suffocate. Even if he knew that the woman had some bad intentions, and knew that the woman was deliberately dressing up to show him, Qingcheng's heart was still slightly agitated, and her red eyes stared unblinkingly.
The writing is Qianqian.
This woman... was different from him. This difference made Qingcheng's eyes unable to help but follow her.
A woman who is like fire will do everything he would not do and think everything he would not think. He is like water and ice, but she is as stubborn as fire. He is ruthless, but she smiles like a flower. He can be silent and suppress
Despite all the anger in her heart, she resisted and yelled at him.
How could there be such a woman in the world?
Leaning lazily on the tree trunk, the rays of the setting sun shone down, illuminating her slightly red face and the slightly twisted corners of her mouth.
Qingcheng couldn't help but want to laugh.
She must be a woman who doesn't dance often, so her feet are starting to hurt now.
Of course Ren Qianqian is in pain. These ancient broken shoes are not used for dancing. They are simply born to torture women. Damn! Stinky snake, I have already done this, and you still haven’t spoken to me.
Speak quickly!
Ren Qianqian was a little annoyed and even glared at Qingcheng.
Qingcheng was a little helpless. With her temperament, she still planned to seduce him? She was really overestimating her abilities. You must know that those charming banshees were much more capable than her. But fortunately, he was in a good mood today, so he didn't care about her anymore.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, and Qingcheng's lazy voice came from afar through the flying petals.
"I enjoyed watching it very much. Go back. I accept your wishes."
Ren Qianqian staggered and almost fell to the ground.