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Liu Wan had just drank a glass of wine, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a gaze that was hotter than the wine.

The wine is cold, but it boils when it drips into the throat.

Didn't he not look at her just now, now he looks back by himself?

Looking back with a smile, he made a mouth shape.

How could Fu Xiao miss it, she turned her head away again, her face was burnt thinly.Being discovered by peeking is one of them, and this foxy girl still doesn't forget to seduce people.

There are quite a lot of sisters in Xisang Pavilion, and on weekdays, there are even more sisters.Unfortunately, no one can be like this, but she never made a sound, and she was a little embarrassed when she heard the call.

I don't know if it's the ruddy moist lips or the pink and tender uvula, but seeing it too clearly, calling out silently, and listening to the music, makes people blush and feel palpitations again.

Inexplicably, he picked up a glass of wine.

She would never drink, not even a drop, unless necessary.Is the wine too strong, or too sweet?Only then can people laugh like honey.

He raised his glass halfway, came back to his senses, gritted his teeth secretly, and put it down again.

Looking at the people beside Liu Wan, they are already so drunk that they are unconscious.

The second-rank governor was present, so he dared to get drunk regardless of his posture.

It's really a beauty and a disaster, and the fox is extremely confused.

The glass hit the desk, the sound was not loud, but a few drops of wine still splashed out, spilling over to the index finger, burning and hurting.Although the wound was not big, it was definitely pierced, which made people feel uncomfortable after all.

Suddenly someone stabbed her, Fu Xiao turned her head and saw Wu Xiang moved to her side at some point.

Fu Er jokingly said: "It's only been a few days, and you're flirting? Didn't someone think it was wrong before? Don't say no, I saw everything just now."

Fu Xiao snorted coldly, also attached to her ears, and said in a low voice: "You might as well clean up your own affairs first, or you really plan to hang her like this for the rest of your life?" here.

Wu Xiang was silent for a moment, feeling sad in his heart, and said with a smile: "It won't be forever."

After the words fell and stood up, I don't know how she could lose this life.

In the middle, the dance has been withdrawn, and someone puts up a brand-new black and bright piano case, and then carefully displays the green qi that Fu Xiao brought over.

The whole body is dark, made of paulownia wood, dark green is hidden, and it looks like vines with the brilliance.

"It's your turn, go now." Wu Xiang said, she was here to remind Fu Xiao to play.

Fu Xiao nodded.

The room had just landed when someone on the other side spoke: "Good piano!"

Fu Xiao walked to the middle, looked in the direction of the clear voice, smiled lightly in return, and said with a blissful body: "Thank you, my lord, forgive me for my poor skills." After speaking, he sat down in front of the table, with his heart facing Wu Hui, his elbows like wings, and his palms first Smoothen the strings, close your eyes and meditate for a moment, then speak slowly.

Zheng Ming people, Qin Ming Ji.

Nowadays, most of the banquet performances are zither, and qin is rarely used.The qin needs to be still, otherwise the player's mind will be disturbed and the music will be impure.But by chance, Fu Xiao is the best at playing the qin, no matter how loud or noisy, her qin sound is always peaceful and far away.Therefore, Xi Sang is also unique, and she is the only one.So even if she is a red lady, she often finds her to listen to the piano.

He also sang softly along with the sound of the zither: "The pheasants fly towards each other and sing in harmony with each other, the male and female fly in groups on the mountain, I am alone and I have no room, what can I do when it will be twilight, sigh, what can I do when it is twilight. "

Music mourning rhyme hurts, it should not be a banquet, but the sound of the piano is different from person to person, a piece of floating night, a song, quiet and quiet.It seems that I really saw someone mourning and singing alone in the twilight, and pheasants flying in the sky.

The sky is thousands of miles away, and the world is alone.

Only send Sitong on my knee, that's all.

At the end of the song, the aftertaste was still in the ear, and it took a long time for someone to clap their hands. They clapped their hands and said with a smile: "Okay! What's the name of the girl's piano?"

Fu Xiao smiled slightly, and said: "Slaves show their ugliness, and the name of the piano is Luqi."

The magistrate also smiled again, and said: "I think it should be called Wailiang."

The whole room laughed out loud when they heard the words, those who could listen to the qin but those who didn't, those who liked the song and those who didn't, couldn't help saying yes. Almost all such praises.

Fu Xiao smiled and said: "Thank you, my lord praises you."

After saying that, Yingying turned to everyone again, and quickly backed away, not seeing anyone's interested eyes, let alone someone's eyes dropping to the piano.

The finale of the floating night, and the grand finale of Wuxiang.

Wuxiang is good at flute, the most affectionate, which is more eye-catching than the sound of the piano.

Her gaze was only focused on one person again.

This is a later story, as soon as the Wuxiang flute sounded, Fu Xiao took the opportunity to leave the cabin.Since someone noticed, one couldn't get away, and couldn't leave anyway, and the other was only surrounded by drunks, so there was no need to compare the two.