I heard that there is a girl in the street who is going to throw a hydrangea ball for Xu Mai, who is going to throw a hydrangea for the maid. It is the well-known daughter of the Meng family.

Xiao Qinghe climbed over the wall and slipped out early in the morning, through aisles and carriages, and finally arrived at the attic on the second floor, among the bustling crowd of smelly men.

During the dog days, I was sweating profusely, and it really stinks.

The hydrangea has arrived, the maid has arrived, and the servants have also arrived, but Miss Meng, who is about to throw the hydrangea, has been refusing to show up for a long time.

Xiao Qinghe thought to himself, this Miss Mengtang is really a big air, which has whetted everyone's appetite.

The frenzied shouting of the smelly men gradually subsided, and only a few people were still whispering to each other about why they didn't see Ms. Meng.

The rhythm was clear, and the neat shouts rose again, full of momentum, almost breaking through the sky.

Is this Meng Qianjin finally showing up? !

Xiao Qinghe was overjoyed, driven by the excited crowd, he hurriedly looked towards the high platform.

I saw a woman holding an umbrella walking towards the middle of the high platform. The clothes and accessories on her body can be said to be priceless, both in terms of material and workmanship, far surpassing others.

The milky white train with purple borders wrapped the noble bright purple ankle-length purple dress, which perfectly highlighted her exquisite figure, and the skirt swayed gracefully as she walked.

The oil-paper umbrella held by the maid at the side tightly covered her face.

When she walked to a girl in green, the girl bowed hurriedly, stepped back a few steps, and stood neatly behind her.

The beams above the head are densely covered with blue tiles, and even the ventilated places between the beams and columns are covered with silk, so that no sunlight can penetrate from the roof or from the surroundings.

I really don't know what this daughter's umbrella is for...

Xiao Qinghe wanted to see more and more how beautiful this woman could be.

Her appearance had better be able to stand up to her hypocrisy, otherwise, not to mention Xiao Qinghe, these idiots who flocked to see her beauty would definitely overturn the pavilion.

The shouts in the crowd just couldn't stop, Xiao Qinghe is a person who likes to join in the fun, so of course he also shouted along with the crowd.

Amidst the louder shouts from the crowd, Miss Meng finally signaled the maid beside her to put away the oil-paper umbrella.

The legendary Meng Tang appeared in front of everyone with a veiled face.

Before everyone could sigh in disappointment, Meng Tang raised his wrist and lifted the veil on her face, revealing her beautiful face that has been passed down for hundreds of miles. I am really sorry to keep the heroes waiting for so long."

As she said that, she bowed and saluted, with a generous and polite look, "I'm going to accompany you all good guys."

Some people exclaimed unevenly, while others were still engrossed in her appearance and couldn't come back to their senses. They opened their mouths and stared in a daze, and were only about to salivate. Go and blame her, take a step back and say, even if they had the skills, they wouldn't be willing to blame such a beautiful person.

Xiao Qinghe was also taken aback by her charming smile, he came back to think carefully about this beauty's appearance.

Under the delicate bun is a full forehead, which is shining in the sky. Below the forehead is a pair of medium-sized eyes. They are not very big, and they are not very juicy. Instead, the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are raised for her The original ordinary face has added a lot of enchantment and charm.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, but in Xiao Qinghe's opinion, she was not a beautiful person, her forehead was too full, a little bulging, her nose was a little small, she was too small, she didn't look like a lady.

The color on the lips was heavily dyed, and the pair of eyebrows and eyes had a bit of frivolity, coupled with her coquettish voice, made Xiao Qinghe feel even more like she was with the courtesan at the entrance of the Yuhuang Pavilion, who was waving a small handkerchief to attract patrons. Not much difference.

This is the famous daughter of the Meng family of Baili? !

It has to be said that Xiao Qinghe was very disappointed, with such an appearance, he was not as good as himself, how could he have lust for someone whose appearance and figure were not as good as his own!

The sky began to darken, the sun was slanting, and it was not so venomous anymore. He was so hungry that his eyes were dim and his legs were weak. He planned to call it a day and go home to sleep.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations, the frenzied crowd became even more crazy because of Meng Tang's charming smile and the sentence "Then I will start throwing it away", and they rushed towards Meng Tang desperately. Wherever Meng Tang walked with the hydrangea, they would Where to follow, you pushed me.

Xiao Qing and the pie stuffing caught in the crowd had no way of advancing or retreating, they could only dangle with the crowd, their toes being constantly stepped on by different people.

His figure is not considered tall, and he can't even show his face in the crowd. His face was squeezed and deformed, and he was rubbed and squeezed repeatedly, almost rubbing off his skin, but he still couldn't solve it. method, made him go crazy, and once worried that he would be disfigured.

Xiao Qinghe had been in a chaotic state of trying to protect himself and drifting with the crowd, so when the hydrangea fell on his flat back, he was still bending over to protect his face and desperately squeezed out of the crowd.

Xiao Qinghe reacted very quickly, and the idiots around him told him what happened with enthusiastic reactions, he didn't even look down on the distinguished eldest lady, let alone that maidservant.

The hydrangea only stayed on his back for a moment. He pretended that he didn't know anything, straightened up suddenly, shook the hydrangea down, and was firmly caught by another person before it hit the ground.

He held the hydrangea tightly in his hand and arched his back to protect it. Seeing that there was no chance, the spectators around him automatically retreated into a circle, surrounding the man, and then burst into enthusiastic applause with sparse applause. applause.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Qinghe hunched over, fought his way through the crowd, and rolled out with difficulty.

Finally able to straighten his back, he leaned against the corner and panted heavily, almost more tired than his father punishing him for carrying water, his whole body was weak and weak, and he was dizzy from hunger.

When he recovered and straightened up and was about to walk home, he saw the most beautiful person he had ever met in his life.

The man looked around twenty-five, holding a carved sword scabbard in one hand, and a valuable jade pendant hanging from his waist, with one hand slightly bent in front of him, standing sideways not far from him.

Wearing a snow-white deep coat with large sleeves, the tailored fabric is full of texture, the leather belt is properly wrapped around the powerful waist, the skirt embroidered with silk thread hangs down naturally, and the blouse outside is exquisitely embroidered A lifelike and complete ink painting, the stitches are dense but not heavy and complicated, which shows the manual skills.

He was dressed like a rich man, but he didn't have a sense of vulgarity. His long black hair, which was as shiny as satin, was tied up high with a crystal-clear bone tie, revealing a smooth forehead. The ink painting on the painting is even more charming and beautiful, and his brows are slightly frowned, as if he is thinking about something.

The most moving thing is the cinnabar mole on the tip of the eyebrow, which is bright and charming but not feminine at all. The cold and slender eyelashes stop motionless to watch his pair of black eyes.

Those black eyes are staring at a certain direction, the straight bridge of the nose divides this perfect face just right, the thin lips are lightly pursed, adding a bit of coldness, the tall and slender man who cannot be dressed in thin clothes figure.

A glimpse, love at first sight.

From then on, Xiao Qinghe decided that it was a beautiful picture that he could not remove from his heart after spending two lifetimes.

Xiao Qinghe never believed in the so-called love at first sight in the world. In his opinion, love at first sight is just superficial seduction. Walked over until he stood beside him, and asked a very abrupt question.

"Brother, do you have a family?" Xiao Qinghe smiled like a flower and asked as he walked.

There was no response, the handsome man seemed not to have heard his words, he was still staring at the front intently, without even blinking his eyes.

Not answering?That is no more.

Xiao Qinghe has always yearned for beauties, and he is also persevering.

He walked up to him in two steps in three steps, stood still, raised his head slightly, and smiled all over his face, his posture was unreasonably obscene, perhaps because he was good-looking, but it was not annoying, he stood still, With a thick skin against the city wall, he asked again: "Brother, since you have no family for the time being, are you interested in sleeping with me?"

There was still no response, the other party just frowned deeper.

Tsk tsk, I really don't understand etiquette, but he has an infinitely broad mind for beauties, the more thorny the flower, the sweeter it smells.

"Brother, would you like to go to the cloud and rain together with me?"

Only Xiao Qing and such shameless people could ask such shameless words.

As always no response.

Xiao Qinghe is a proud and arrogant person, he can't stand being wronged, let alone see others ignoring him so repeatedly, if it were someone else, he would have dealt with him long ago, for the sake of his skin, he will forgive him without saying a word him.

Xiao Qinghe shook his hand in front of his eyes, and said loudly: "Hey! Did you hear me?!"

"Shut up!" The man frowned and said sharply, but he still didn't look at him.

Xiao Qinghe followed his gaze, and what caught his eyes was the slim and graceful Meng Tang on the high platform.

She was talking with a charming smile on her face, the dimples on her cheeks appeared and disappeared, and her clothes fluttered.

In the eyes of others, this picture is pleasing to the eye, but who is Xiao Qinghe? He has seen too many beauties, and someone like Meng Tang can't be named at all.

Tsk, this look...

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