Mei Gongqing

He is so close!

Chen Rong reflexively shrinks and turns. This time, she has a lot of double-bright and burning eyes, and the girls' big, hateful eyes.

In his busy schedule, Chen Rong has never forgotten to move to the item. At this moment, Zhang Xiang is watching her and Wang Hong, and his eyes are faintly praised. This is a kind of praise to see the talented and beautiful.

Chen Rong’s heart was glorified: There are thousands of scholars in this world. With her cold character, she has been defiled. I can’t care, only the stranger named Zhang Xiang. Although this person has for a moment, she forgets her appearance. Although people may just say jokes, can she always work hard?

Thinking of this, Chen Rong turned his head to Wang Hong.

Wang Hongzheng looked at her with a smile, and unconsciously, his carriage and her carriage were side by side, and she was separated from him by one arm.

When Wang Hong took a look, Chen Rong was blessed in the carriage. He said with clear and full respect: "Luo Qilang asked, Arong is healthy and has two bowls of rice at noon."

When her voice fell, a girl couldn’t wait to laugh: "I said, Qilang has something to ask her, she is not close to her."

Like the girl, the intense and intense eyes around, then relaxed.

Chen Rong saw it and was very satisfied. She turned her head and looked at Wang Hong again.

Once again, she smiled at him like a smile, and it seemed to be a mocking look.

On this look, Chen Rong diddge. She bowed her head and was in the carriage. He hurried to him, and turned to Shang Hao and said: "Hey, let's go."

The carriage is moving.

Chen Rong’s carriage successfully entered the Nanyang Wangfu.

In front of the long team, there are also teams to follow.

Chen Rong looked at the bluestone road and forced himself not to look back.

This bluestone road is not wide and can only accommodate two carriages in parallel.

When Chen Rong stared at the front intently, the ears were erected, listened to and listened, and did not hear the familiar voice. When she was about to pull down the curtain, her eyes smashed into the carriage that was parallel with her. Not exactly Wang Hong? God, how could he open the encirclement so quickly?

When Chen Rongzhen stared at the car, he slammed into Wang Hong’s carriage. This handsome man is also close to her with a smile. He looked at her and smiled softly. This is a kind of gentleness that can make people jealous.

Chen Rong’s heart jerked, but only then, she turned her head decisively and stretched her hand to the curtain.

She just made this action, and it was as clear as the spring, and the sound of the sound was very good. "It’s very clear... Qing Qing, seeing the wishful young Lang, the eyes are burning, the real thief is also. Could it be, you I want to say something deeper? But can this old man throw it down?" When he said it, he said faintly: "Qing Qing is a good heart!"

Chen Rongqi’s movement to the curtain was stiff. Her smiling mouth is also a stiff. She stayed. For a while, Chen Rong was moved. She turned her head and looked at him stiffly. When she was facing his faint gaze, her clear face flashed a slap and a slap in the face.

Wang Hong is like this. Even if there is a bad language, it is also gentle. But the amount is not light at all. His words are clearly accused of her day, saying that the words of loving him are too hypocritical...

But his voice is too pleasant, his eyes are too quiet, for a while. There is only a boundless embarrassment that rushes out of Chen Rong’s heart.

Can turn his eyes, the twilight will be swept away, I saw Chen Rong squatting at his white cloak, staring at the complicated and beautiful clothes, whispered back: "You, you can not swear me!"

Quiet.

After a while, Wang Hong’s low and tempting voice came. “Qing Qing did not work hard. How can I know that I can’t?”

As soon as this was said, Chen Rong slammed his head. She stared at him, she didn't know, her eyes were so bright at the moment, it was just like a star.

Just blink of an eye, the gaze dimmed, Chen Rong lowered his head, let the broken hair blow through the eyes of the cold wind, "Is it useful?" In her voice, there is a broken soul, a dream, and a broken bow. Awkward and bitter. Her wide-eyed eyes, just looking at his white clothes, bitterly and slowly said: "There is too much luxury, it will be broken. The effort will not be useful."

Wang Hong is a stiff. The eyes that have always been light and windy, and laughing, suddenly stagnate. He focused on Chen Rong and locked her eyes.

Chen Rong didn't look at him. When she finished speaking, she sucked her nose and retracted her head back into the carriage, pulling the curtain down.

The carriage continued to drive forward.

This time, after a long time, I did not hear Wang Hong’s voice.

When her carriage stopped in the square, Chen Rong walked down and down the carriage under the support of Shang Yi, and then saw that Wang Hong’s carriage was not around. As for his people, he could not see it. Arrived.

When Chen Rong entered the hall, the inside and outside of the hall was full of people, and the figure of the clothes was fresh and fascinating, with a burst of intoxicating fragrance, a smear of wide robes and wide sleeves.

Everywhere is the romantic figure, the arrival of Chen Rong, did not attract anyone's attention.

She also bowed her head and walked down the corner of the temple.

The temple was brightly lit and the music was bursting. Chen Rong just looked at it and saw Chen’s people sitting in the third row. There, in addition to Chen Gongyi, but also Chen Yuan Chen Shu and others, as for the girl, there is no one.

Chen Rong walked two steps and sat down on the last couch near the corner.

Chen Rong just sat down and a servant came over and said to her: "Arong, come over."

Chen Rong answered and stood behind him.

The servant went straight to the side of Chen Gongyu and gave a gift.

Before waiting for him to speak, Chen Gongyi has turned to Chen Rong and gently smiled: "Arong? Sitting on my side."

"Yes." Chen Rong slowly sat down.

As soon as she sat down, the prostitutes came forward and put on the screen around her.

At this moment, everyone calmed down and turned to look at the door of the temple.

Chen Rong is blurry because of the screen. This is so, she only recognizes it at a glance, and the white figure wins the snow, but it is Wang Hong. He is walking with Wang Yi and striding.

Just when Wang Hong and Wang Yi entered the temple, the inside of the inner hall door was also a snoring sound. I saw the obese Nanyang King, who came slowly under the crowd of the curtain and the gong.

When everyone looked at Nanyang Wang, they turned around and continued to look at Wang Hong and Wang Yi. Of course, there are more in the temple, and even the head has never turned around. You have never seen the nobility of Nanyang Wang.

Upon seeing it, Nanyang Wang laughed. As he gasped, he approached Wang Hong and said, "Shulang is like a peony in the garden. Wherever you go, there is no more color to see."

His metaphor is quite nondescript. Therefore, after a sentence is spoken, in addition to the laughter behind the behind-the-scenes match, Wang Hong is just pulling his lips and making a smile. As for Wang Yi, it was not even lifted, and he crossed the Nanyang King and walked to his own couch.

Wang Hong’s couch is the front row of Chen’s house. Because Nanyang Wang likes to show his closeness to the people, the first row of couches is left for himself.

Wang Yi relied heavily on the couch to sit down and lifted the glass, which was a sudden flood.

At this time, Chen Rong’s eyes were dark. The white figure sat down in front of her.

Through the screen, Chen Rongchao looked at the figure quietly, and then bowed his head.

Her hands were swaying with each other, and what Wang Hong had just said, sounded in her ears over and over again. "It’s very clear... Qing Qing, I saw Ru Shaolang, my eyes are burning, and the real thief is also. Could it be that you want to say something deep? But can this old man throw it down? "Qing Qing did not work hard. How can I know that I can't?"

Ten fingers twisted and twisted, and I don’t know how long it took. Chen Rong took a breath and secretly thought: Arong, what do you think about? Don't forget, he is the king of seven who he is! Did Chen Qi not say it? Even the princess of the royal family, there are two who have committed lovesickness for him. Can you sink before you can fully understand his people? Can you lose?

Such a self-question, Chen Rong is very determined. Just looking at the white figure in front of him, smelling his fresh body, her beating heart is still in a soft mess.

At this time, Nanyang Wang also sat on the main couch. As soon as he sat on the couch, he took a jade cup and took a sip of wine, then scraped his mouth and bite a large piece of fat from a beautiful woman.

During chewing and swallowing, Nanyang Wang waved his hand and said vaguely: "All said to congratulate this snow, to praise the old voice with the songs and dances of the beauty. Grandma's, this feast, you play by yourself, I want to drink meat. What I have here is that I want to be beautiful, and I have a lot of Houyuan. Whoever wants to see it, take it, and just have a room, it’s a good time."

Having said that, he may feel that his words are very interesting. He is now laughing with his shiny mouth and his yellow teeth laughing.

Together with the laughter of Nanyang Wang, it caused a laughter in the hall.

At this moment, Chen Rong heard Wang Yi in front of him, frowning and impatiently said: "It is disgusting." Wang Yi said here, turned his head and looked at Wang Hong, and asked: "Xiaoqi. Nanyang City Not good, when I open the spring, I will leave, will you go along with you?"

Wang Hong is leaving? Chen Rong, who kept her head down, raised her head slyly and looked through the screen. She stared at the man with her eyes wide open, and even her breath was suppressed.

Under Wang Yi’s stare, Wang Hong leaned back and leaned against Chen Rong. He crossed his hands in front of his abdomen and smiled shallowly: “Leaving Nanyang? It’s not impossible.” Chen Rong was nervous and foreheaded. When he was sweating, he looked slightly at the side and seemed to face her. It seemed to be facing the aisle. He smiled slowly and said softly: "There is one person, I have to bring my peers."