If you ask, what words come from the mouth of a stunning girl that can make the whole audience fall into silence.
Then "You Are Like My Dream Girl" can definitely be ranked in the top few.
Why choose a man based on his poetic talent? He is clearly determined... Gu Yiwu suddenly became melancholy and finally understood the nature of the operation of the real world.
A little girl holding a teapot was calm one second, and the next second, the calm water in the teapot in her hand swayed, and her little face became alert... Well, Brother Rong'er, I have always been very relieved.
, let him stay outside, and as long as other women don't take the initiative to contact him, they will hardly notice his good qualities, but now...
There is actually a third woman who regards him as the lover of his dreams!
Zhao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes gradually narrowed, and she looked at the 'divine furnace cauldron' that she thought she could control at will, and re-evaluated it.
At the same time, her little head couldn't help but start thinking wildly... Well, did she also do strange things to her dream lover... Well, to Brother Rong'er in her dream? Well, it must have been her shameless initiative.
Yes, it's not like in my dream with myself, where Rong'er brother always takes the initiative to bully them...
While the little girl was thinking about it, the tea-scented flying sword three feet above Master Shenxu's head not far away was swaying, threatening to collapse.
The latter was so frightened that he cried and howled again and begged for mercy.
But at this moment, no one in the hall paid attention to him, and everyone couldn't help but look at someone's face carefully.
At the table, Luo Xiu was obedient and quiet, continuing to pick up food for her dream lover who seemed to be thinking about her day and night.
Zhao Rong blinked twice... Why is this so embarrassing?
Facing countless looks, he smiled sheepishly at everyone, then nodded calmly and calmly.
"Girl, I understand how you feel, but... don't dream if it's illegal."
Zhao Rong sighed, this Fairy Luo is good at everything, but she speaks too honestly and directly, and dares to tell the truth.
He didn't dare to ask about the details of Luo Xiu's dream, which was a pity.
Zhao Rong said that he went out to look in the mirror in the morning and the conclusion he came to was pertinent. Qian'er also laughed at him for being so beautiful. The little girl knew so much that he was like a jade gentleman and was like a spring breeze...
At this time, the stunning girl in front of Zhao Rong lowered her eyes and whispered softly, "Young Master, you want to even control Xiu'er's dreams? You are really overbearing."
As she said that, she took another bite of food, took it with her soft hands, and handed it to his mouth with a smile.
Zhao Rong thought for a while, finally raised his hand, took the chopsticks himself, and ate the dish.
Luo Xiu smiled softly, took advantage of the situation and moved her jade legs, and her buttocks sat on Zhao Rong's right thigh. This side was leaning against the dining table, making it easier to serve him.
She picked up the porcelain bowl, took away Zhao Qian'er's work, and continued to pick up vegetables for Zhao Rong meekly and skillfully.
Zhao Rong, who had already taken a bite of the dish of 'Fairy Little Fan Girl', looked slightly hesitant, and now he directly swung his leg to drive her away. It seemed to hurt the beauty's self-esteem, and it was a bit too much. People were leaning against her like this.
Sure enough, when it comes to soft-spoken and clingy beauties, once there is an exception, there will be a second one, and the bottom line is broken again and again...
The hardest thing to accept is the kindness of a beautiful woman.
Zhao Rong is experiencing strange troubles.
Then a certain little girl's face gradually became serious.
Well, she might not know it herself, because the matter was developed according to the agreement between her and Brother Rong'er. Maybe the little girl simply felt that the hall was very noisy, and she was not trying to sneak into other women's dreams.
Smelly pig trotters.
There was a brief silence in the hall.
Zhao Qian'er suddenly tilted her head and suggested Wenxin: "Stop barking."
Master Shenxu, who was wailing hard, had his hair standing on end. The plain eyes of the handsome girl in the distance told him that she would definitely drop the sword.
Master Shenxu immediately gritted his teeth and shut up, covering his mouth with his hands.
He suppressed his voice tightly, and only a few whimpers leaked out from between his teeth and lips.
Zhao Qian'er listened carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
Just when Master Shenxu, who was covering his mouth, was halfway relieved, the flying sword floating above Master Shenxu's head fell down in an instant.
The tip of the sword pointed directly at the head below.
puff--
"ah!!!"
Young Master Shenxu once again showed off his talent for shouting monosyllables. This scream was well-written and mixed with three parts of unwillingness and seven parts of despair. However, the sound stopped abruptly the next second.
In everyone's field of vision, when the transparent tea-scented flying sword touched Master Shenxu's head, it turned back into a puddle of cold tea, making him wet like a drowned rat.
It turned out to be a false alarm.
Zhao Qianer turned around and returned.
Master Shenxu gasped for air, and when he saw someone had farted on him, he ran back behind his followers and hid behind the tallest and burliest follower.
Master Shenxu took three deep breaths, his pale lips trembling, as if he had knocked out a few syllables with his teeth.
Zhao Qian'er also stopped, placed the teapot smoothly on the table next to her, and turned around.
"stop!"
At this moment, a cold and clear female voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
echo.
Zhao Rong and others have never heard this sound.
However, Master Shenxu, who was pulling his tall entourage and shouting "calling for someone", suddenly showed ecstasy, and the surrounding guards who had originally looked embarrassed suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was some commotion among the crowd, and everyone looked somewhere.
This strange female voice did not belong to anyone in the lobby on the first floor, but... came from a certain box on the third floor.
Who is it?
Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you.
Zhao Rong chuckled lightly and looked at the private rooms on the third floor.
Their viewing platform can look out from the inside and see the entire hall on the first floor. However, when people outside see it, it is gray, similar to some kind of glass from Zhao Rong's previous life.
In the extremely quiet hall, there were two footsteps that seemed to be going downstairs. They were extremely clear, rising from low to high, getting closer and closer.
Obviously, it comes from the person who just spoke out.
Zhao Rong's expression suddenly changed. He had an amazing memory. He was deeply impressed by the sounds and rhythms of other people's footsteps, and the two footsteps at this moment... were a bit familiar.
At this moment, a man with weak kidneys who seemed to be going to fight the villain to the end burst out laughing maniacally.
"Hahahaha... You are finished, you are finished. If you dare to provoke our Ziwei Pavilion, you are seeking death! What a flying sword? Senior Sister Su will catch you all later and throw you into Xingzi Lake to feed the fish!"
Senior Sister Su? Ziwei Pavilion?
Zhao Rongmei raised his eyelids, turned his head and looked at Zhao Qian'er, but the next second, the sound of footsteps going down the stairs disappeared in an instant.
Two female figures appeared at the entrance of the stairs.
The young woman at the head was wearing a black pleated skirt with fluttering belt.
She has a cool and beautiful appearance, her skin is as white as milk, and her long black hair flows.
Very aura.
The woman following behind, dressed in red, was the maid in red who had followed Su Qingdai before.
The pair of master and servant paused at the entrance of the stairs, seeming to glance around the silent hall.
Facing all the gazes, Su Qingdai raised her chin slightly, faced forward, and spoke coldly again.
"Stop it."
The voice was cold and clear, and it was clear that it was the person who had just spoken.
After seeing clearly how the aloof woman was dressed, the crowd couldn't help but make a low noise.
"It's Su Qingdai from Ziwei Pavilion! Why is she here too?"
Some people couldn't help but be surprised.
"Didn't you hear someone say that something happened to the Su family recently? It seems to be related to the warrior in the west..."
"Hey, it's actually this master. This is not a good-tempered fairy. She is famous in the mountains for being arrogant and hard to talk to. I heard that Fairy Su hates men and has no good feelings towards men..."
"She's coming out now... The son of the master of Ziwei Pavilion is being treated like this, I guess I can't stand it... Haha, it looks like there will be a lot of excitement tonight."
Everyone has different looks.
Hearing these words, Gu Yiwu frowned. Is this Su Qingdai? She was just talking to Ziyu about this woman, and then she appeared.
He felt that there was something troublesome, and that Mr. Shenxu had to be dealt with. As long as Ziwei Pavilion knew their identities, most of the time they would not let it go. They would not be so stupid to offend the academy for a waste.
However, now I happened to bump into this Fairy Su from Ziwei Pavilion. At first glance, she looked like a cold and proud woman. I was afraid that she would have a fierce temper and would not weigh it out, leading to a direct conflict.
This kind of thing can easily happen in the 'small place' at the foot of the mountain outside Duyou City, where some of the fairies and geniuses are sought after by the sects and monks and boasted to the heavens.
To put it nicely, it means that you would rather give in than to give in; to put it worse, it means that you are arrogant and brainless.
If the conflict between the group of them and this Fairy Su gets serious, even if they deal with her... in the end, they will be more troublesome than Master Shenxu. After all, they have ruined Tianzhi, who is regarded as a hope in the sect and has great potential.
My dear girl, the spirit of this kind of 'genius' to practice Taoism is very important, and it is easy to fall into despair...
The burly Confucian scholar couldn't help but look at Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er, wanting to ask Ziyu how to deal with it, and reminding him of propriety.
Zhao Qian'er snorted softly, took a step forward, walked to Zhao Rong, slightly squinted her eyes, and faced Su Qingdai.
Zhao Rong looked at the cold woman with his eyes, and it was not clear from his expression what he was thinking.
He was still tapping his thigh with two fingers, and the rhythm was slow, but when he saw Zhao Qian'er blocking the front, he leaned forward slightly, pulled her little hand, and whispered with a smile: "Be obedient."
Zhao Qian'er nodded obediently, glanced at the two women at the top of the stairs, then turned around, walked back behind Zhao Rong's chair, picked up the teapot, and poured tea for him.
Luo Xiu, who was sitting on the right leg of his dream lover, serving him bowls and dishes, was still quietly serving Zhao Rong, and seemed not to notice the conflicts caused by her in the hall.
The tall and cool Su Qingdai, with a pair of naturally cold eyes, stared straight at Zhao Rong, who was sitting on the chair and enjoying the service of the two beauties.
Her pretty fair face was expressionless.
On the field, the two groups had a subtle confrontation...