Mei Gongqing

Wang Hong is a gentleman, gentle and elegant, and his style is elegant, so that people who get along with him are like spring breeze.

But at this moment, Chen Rong doesn't have to look up, and he feels his aggressiveness from the high gate valve!

Wang Qilang stared at Chen Rong for a moment. After a moment, he smiled and turned his head. He looked at the bright moon in the lake with his hands and said lowly: "Well, you want to vote for the lake?"

"No!" Chen Rong quickly raised his head and replied: "There is a gift from the gods, and Chen Rong never dares to give birth to death!"

She was talking about it, suddenly slamming against the moonlight, Wang Hong was so far and clear, like all the eyes of the hole, could not help but bowed his head.

After Chen Rong’s right hand was heavily gripped, and the palm was sorely hurt by the nails, she turned and looked at the rippling lake like Wang Hong. She said, “I’m just seeing myself in the lake, young. And it was beautiful. At that moment, when I returned to the white hair, it seemed that the reflection in the water was just a phantom, and I couldn’t help but want to keep it."

When she said this, her heart finally recovered. So Chen Rong looked up and bravely looked at Wang Hong.

Under the moonlight, Wang Hongkuan robe big sleeves, Gao Guanbo belt. It is clearly the plain robes worn by the untouchables. On his body, there is a kind of glory like jade.

Chen Rong looked at it and his eyes were a bit straight.

It was so easy to wake up, she was on the look of Wang Hong.

His gaze is like that round of the moon, the clarity is high, and it is very close, but far away.

Four eyes are opposite, Wang Hong’s mouth is rising, and he said slowly: "Chen Arong, you saw me this time, is there no words to tell me?"

His voice is particularly clear, and the words are like ice and jade. This tone is matched with his high and ethereal temperament. Chen Rong felt for the first time that the man in front of him was far above the clouds and separated from her. How long is it?

It is also strange that this cognition comes out, she is ashamed or uncomfortable, and she is all gone.

Chen Rong hangs his eyes and looks at the figure in the lake quietly. He said lowly: "In this world, I admire Wang Qilang’s girl, I don’t know how to do it." Her eyes turned like a sly, clear face. It’s natural to be fascinated. "If you can’t make it, I will see the girl when I meet each girl."

The breeze is like water, the lake is rippling, so bright moon!

Wang Hong quietly stared at Chen Rong and stared quietly. After a moment, he smiled and turned his head and said, "I am looking at it."

He turned and left.

Chen Rong looked at the sleeves of his sleeves and went farther and farther, and couldn't help but whispered: "Jun is like a cloud in the sky, and a smile is like a mountain. It is like a branch of a leaf, a vertical wind, and it has become mud after the autumn rain."

There is no sorrow in her snoring, she is only very calm, very calmly state a fact. A fact that is no longer objective.

Unconsciously, Wang Hong, who had left the big step, stopped and looked back at the girl.

The moonlight is like a wash, this little gentleman of Chen’s eyes, his eyes are dark, but although he is young and green, he has a clear and charming face, and he sees the enchanting figure, as she said, with A kind of earthly leaf-like vulgarity.

However, such a vulgar woman, standing in the clear sky of the moon, stood in the watery lake, telling him the difference between him and her in this calm and almost wooden posture.

Appreciating that he has the grace and grace of "smiles and smiles," and she is just a leaf that has fallen into mud after a storm. This kind of gesture, this kind of powerlessness, so it seems to be broken, this seems to have experienced the pain, so I have to let go of the detachment, but in an instant, the heart of Wang Hong twitched.

Wang Hong stared at her, his eyes with the moonlight, and he looked gentle in the quiet. "Arong, Hugh wants to say this. Everyone in this world is like this. It is mud after the autumn rain. This is the point." There is no difference between you and me."

After a pause, he said with an unconscious gentleness and low voice: "You are not mud, I am not that cloud."

Chen Rong lowered his head and gently said: "Is it?"

"Yes!"

Wang Hong stood outside ten steps and looked at her quietly. After a long while, he smiled and whispered, "You girl..."

When Chen Rong looked up, the upper one was under the moonlight, and Wang Hong gradually drifted away.

It was so far away, the figure was like a cloud like a moon, Chen Rong shook his head and secretly thought: This husband, do not know which daughter to see?

She didn't want to bother, and stepped forward and walked toward the hall.

Far away, there is not a close, there is a sound of a solo voice in the inside, accompanied by the sound of the piano, is the voice of the singular voice, "Fran as the king of the incense, today is a unique, public The grass is for the army, and the sages are not at the same time, and the cowards are also ......"

Listening and listening, Chen Rong shook his head and secretly thought: This may be the case in this world, that is, those big husbands are also worried that talent can not be known to the world. Just like him, he has been thinking about killing the Hu people for so many years. Isn’t he full of anger?

In the thought, Chen Rong stepped into the temple.

In the middle of the hall, a song is playing a high-pitched song. The people under the high court are so fascinated that they are shaking their heads with their eyes closed.

Chen Rong sat down on the collapsed piece and re-blocked the screen. He quietly leaned back, raised his head, looked around through the screen, and looked at the man.

For a long time, she didn't want people to see their thoughts from their own eyes. When they saw people, they all swept away and didn't stay.

But at this moment, because of the screen, she can watch it.

In particular, the black robe husband sitting in front of her, she can look at him without any care, observe him: Just he actually said to Chen Chen to ask me? Why is he saying this?

Although Chen Rong married him for many years, but the time when the two stayed together, there are very few. For this man's mind, she can never guess.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong shook his head and said: "I have already been alive again. What do you want to do?" No matter what, I will not repeat the same mistakes in this world! I will not be so stupid to put all the love, all crazy, on a man's body, and then never return!

No more.

Just as Chen Rong thought about it, there was a small snoring at the entrance of the temple. The most obvious of these buzz is the laughter of the ladies.

Chen Rong turned to look.

This turn, she took a white robe and Shiran stepped into Wang Hong in the temple.

It turned out to be him! This man, no matter where he went, was the focus of the crowd. As he walked around, all the girls who laughed, whispered, and silently turned their attention to him.