Transcending into a blue scorpion

Lan Miao turned around, folded her hands, and looked at Yi and cried.

Yi's crying face turned green, and fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.

The sound of panting and panting gradually resounded in the room, and Lan Miao turned her face like a guillotine, and walked away.

Yi Kui seemed to be being led by a bull nose ring, and followed his family, Alan, out of the house.As soon as he reached the street, he stretched out his arms to hug Lan Miao, and said repeatedly: "Alan, Alan, you are in good health, don't be angry anymore."

As a result of his practice, he has always had a dead face. No matter how much love is in his heart, his expression is still gloomy.At this moment, he was really in a hurry, and actually managed to express a pleading look.

Lan Miao suddenly turned around, spat, and said word by word: "Don't you only know one place? Didn't she abandon it? You two hooked up telepathically?"

In front of his family, A Lan, of course Yi Kui had to paint over her romantic affairs.Did you know that the other end was skinned when the brush was croaking?

Every man thinks he is lying when he lies to his lover.

Everyone sees the wolf with bunny ears - only he can't!

Before he had time to argue, Lan Miao had already kicked his calf forcefully, cursing angrily, "Yiku, go to hell!"

Yikui also pulled the old face down, followed closely behind, and shouted: "Alan! Come back, Alan! You can talk about anything when you come back! What if you bump into the enemy? I don't feel relieved if you are alone! Alan!"

Lan Miao was angry with Guo Songyang, unexpectedly, his old lover still had a big stumbling block waiting for him. If he hadn't met A Fei today, he would have suffered a lot.Without turning his head, he said in a bitter voice: "Without me, you can sleep with Lin Xian'er in peace and boldness. Wouldn't you be so happy? Why don't I care what I do?"

As soon as he stomped, he swept into the night.

Lan Miao walked around the city for most of the night, still full of anger in her chest.

I just slept with Guo Songyang, and you will be full of jealousy. Don't forget that Guo Songyang saved your life!You and Lin Xian'er slept too much, I just pretended not to know, Lin Xian'er wanted my life instead!It's not your fault, is it my fault?After soaking in Lin Xian'er for so long, if you still can't handle her, you will know the day!Soft-hearted and soft-handed, why isn't your XX soft?

The sky is getting dark.

Cool dew condensed from the tips of his hair, but a pot of raging anger was burning in his heart.

In the faint white mist, suddenly there was a low sobbing sound.The voice was soft and melodious, crying to the point of breaking hearts.

Lan Miao thought she was crying out of anger, so she wiped her face with her hands, and then thought, although I'm a sweetheart, I've never been so weak, who would come to cry by the river early in the morning?

The small stone bridge is built on the river, the bluestone pillars are soaked in the mist, and a few cold footprints are scattered everywhere.

On the bridgehead in the white mist, only a black shadow protruded.The shadow was slender and weak, trembling slightly.

The black shadow trembled for a while, wiped his face again and again, put his hands on the stone railing, and remained silent.From a distance, it looks like a stone pillar standing at the head of a bridge.

She stood there for a long time, and slowly put her legs on the bridge railing.

Lan Miao was taken aback, and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute! What a river to jump into!"

Half of the girl's body was already out of the stone fence. When she went out early in the morning, she felt trembling when she heard people's voices.He was at a loss in his heart, trembling with fright at the loud shouting, his toes immediately tripped over the stone railing, he threw himself out and fell into the river.She just thought for a moment, thought thousands of times, prayed every night, imagined thousands of times, God never appeared, it seems that she is destined to take this road!

It was only "destined" two feet before she was grabbed by the vest and lifted up again.

Lan Miao seemed to have caught a cat, picked her up and took a look.This little girl is at the most juicy age of sixteen or seventeen, with big and bright almond eyes.Seeing her in a trance and dementia, he put her under a tree.

She sat there for a long while before crying, and said, "What are you saving me for? What's the point of me being alive?"

Lan Miao raised her long eyebrows and snorted coldly, "For a man?"

The little girl was taken aback for a moment, did not answer, and began to cry again.

Lan Miao clasped her hands together and said calmly, "You little girls, who know how to make love, are like you. If you quarrel, you will seek death. Ten lives are not enough!"

The little girl covered her face and said, "You...what do you know? He has treated me...to me...but he doesn't plan to marry me!"

Lan Miao lowered her face and said, "He lied to you?"

The little girl said: "You... Have you ever been to the Haoran Residence at the entrance of Qiaotou Lane?"

Lan Miao said, "Sounds like a restaurant?"

The little girl said: "Well, I sell wine there."

She was wearing a thin light green skirt with a light yellow silk ribbon.Such a young girl who looks like a flower, men passing by can't help but take a few more glances.

She said: "He stayed in Haoranju for more than ten days. I have never seen such a handsome and noble young man. When delivering wine, I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him... Until one day, he didn't come out. I went to see him with a glass of wine. I asked him in a low voice if he was unwell, and he smiled, but asked me why I cared about him so much. I... I couldn't say a word, so he lightly He stretched out his hand lightly and pulled me onto the couch..."

She began to cry again.

Lan Miao laughed mockingly and nodded.

He said: "Why are you crying? You should be very happy."

The little girl obviously felt that the person in front of her was crazy, she said, "Happy? Glad he gave me 300 taels of silver?"

This sentence hit Lan Miao's heart with a "squeak".

He stared at such a small girl, so he had no choice but to swallow his broken teeth again.

He snorted, "Why don't you take a closer look at me?"

The little girl wanted to die, she just cried, but she really didn't look at Lan Miao's appearance.She only looked at it carefully, tears fell down again, and she said: "I was born as beautiful as you, why can't you worry about not being able to tie his heart!"

Lan Miao sneered and said, "I haven't seen a thousand of these men who only know Japanese, but I've seen eight hundred. You shouldn't be happy when I'm here? Don't you ask me to help you?"

The little girl raised her head suddenly, staring at him with big black grape-like eyes, and said, "Really? Can you persuade him to come back for me?"

She lowered her head again, and said: "He also said many love words to me! I cried, quarreled, begged, and tried every means to persuade him, but he still left!"

Lan Miao stood up, brushing her temple hair behind her ears.

He said: "I have more ways of persuading people than you do."

It was a winter morning with the north wind howling.

The long sleeves of the blue dress fluttered, and the silver sleeve pendant made a series of "ding ding ding", which was extremely cold...

After Dongli put the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance.

The place the little girl told him was called Anxiang Pavilion.

There is a beautiful name here, and there are many beautiful girls in it.

The most beautiful of them is Sisi.The most commendable thing about Sisi is her smile. When she smiles, her two dimples are filled with honey, which makes her intoxicating even without drinking.

Knowing how to laugh is also a skill, and it is a very difficult skill.There are many beautiful women, but not many who can laugh.

She can not only laugh, but also play the pipa well.A solo song, some men rushed to send thousands of gold.

Such a girl who lives among lights and flowers, is used to the days when the seats are always full and the wine in the glass is not empty, so naturally she can't bear loneliness.

But she has closed the door to thank guests for fifteen days.

The sound of the pipa flowing out of the upstairs seems to be covering up the shame in the heart, and it seems to be expressing the heartfelt feelings in a low voice.

The piece he played was exactly one of "Songs of Four Seasons at Midnight".

The setting sun leaves the front door, looking forward to seeing Zidu.Ye Rong has many appearances on the temples, and the fragrance has filled the road.

Fragrance is what Xiang does, Ye Rong dare not do it.Heaven does not take away people's wishes, so it makes Nong Jianlang...

Lan Miao stood quietly under Sisi's embroidery building, with no expression on her face.

I don't know how long it took before the song came to an end.

One person said: "according to Sisi, the lyrics written by the young master are much higher than the "Song of the Four Seasons of the Midnight". After listening to the pipa for fifteen days, the young master is willing to write a little trick. Could it be Sisi's wine persuasion?" How are you doing?"

The voice is clear and crisp, like the beeping of a warbler.

There was another man upstairs.

It turned out that she didn't close the door to thank guests, but she had already received a very sincere guest, so she shut out all the other men.

Another person said indifferently: "Does the girl like Xiegu's poems?"

The voice was soothing and calm, obviously a very educated and dignified person.

Sisi smiled and said: "'The pond grows spring grass, the garden willow turns into a songbird', who doesn't feel pitiful and cute? Although Sisi has not read many books, she is not worthy of being teased like this!"

The man said: "'Xie Wuyan is like a lotus at the beginning, so it is naturally cute; Yan Yanzhi is like a brocade and embroidered, and his eyes are full of carvings', has the girl heard this sentence before?"

Sisi seemed to shake her head, and said: "Although Xie Lingyun and Yan Yanzhi have sung several poems, I have never heard of this one."

The man said: "Live hibiscus flowers are naturally more attractive than artificially woven silk and silk. Although "Midnight Song" comes from the mouth of a lotus picking girl, it is better than many scholars and bureaucrats."

Sisi chuckled and said, "My lord, is he being self-effacing? Wang Mojie and Su Zizhan, who are once-in-a-thousand-year poet masters, have all served as officials, and they are still heirs of poetry and books, and high-ranking officials. Sisi felt that there was something wrong with what the young master said."

The man said: "Oh?"

Si Sijiao smiled and said, "I think living people are more lovable than Fu Rong."

The voice finally brought a smile, and said: "What a flower of interpretation."

Sisi didn't answer.

No matter what kind of girl is praised by such a voice and tone, her heart will beat too fast.

The cups clashed several times, and Sisi let out a cry of surprise, as if she had fallen into someone's arms.She panted coquettishly: "These 20-year-old Qiu Lubai, you have already drank dozens of cups, how come you are not drunk at all?"

The man said softly, "How do you know I'm not drunk?"

Sisi's voice became lower and lower, and she murmured: "When I first saw you upstairs, I thought you were a noble young man with a weak crown. When I looked closer, I realized that you are at least a Marquis."

Speaking of this, she seemed to be blushing, bit her lip, and said: "Later...later...no matter which woman you are, you will not be able to guess your age. I'm afraid you will drink thousands of cups, and you will not be able to tell me how old you are. I won't be drunk."