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After Yu Xiaoyao put forward the idea that "the whole world thinks it looks like you", Feng Xiyun put a black account on those names that had appeared in Yu Xiaoyao's mouth, and planned to find a time to have a heart-to-heart talk with them.

Then things happened one after another, and a short period of time passed by accidentally.

Until one day, Feng Xiyun squeezed out time, gathered all his avatars, and prepared to tell everyone about various group rules and regulations and things that cannot be done.

"Actually, what I want to say is just one thing."

Yuru Wuxia, who was temporarily independent, rested her chin, and the long skirts with long sleeves of the same multicolored colors overlapped one place, winding slowly, naturally having a natural charm. "Don't get close to Yu Xiaoyao."

"Yuru's words were too tactful." The woman in the red skirt was leaning against the stone, with a small stove hanging on her snow-white slender fingers, which looked very delicate, like an aromatherapy ball for play.She has a delicate complexion, and her smile is like a spring flower. She is originally an extremely bright color, but there is a strange tenderness and tolerance between her lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes.

But this doesn't hinder the playfulness in her eyes at all.

"It should be said - don't appear in Yu Xiaoyao's sight."

"You guys played it before, but Yu Xiaoyao found out that it was wrong. Yu Xiaoyao knew it, and of course the main body knew it too—could you think that Yu Xiaoyao wouldn't tell the main body?"

Yuru looked sideways flawlessly, and said: "Yuyin, pay attention to your words. It's just a few people who went to watch Yu Xiaoyao, not all of us."

"Yuru, you just stayed in Confucianism for a long time, how come you are like those nerds, with a sour air all over your body?" Nuyin leaned back again, her expression became more and more lazy, without manners at all.

Yuru Wuxia said: "Nvyin, you may have stayed in the fairy land for a long time, and the news is very closed."

"The fairy land is not used to contact with the outside world, isn't that a matter of course?" Yuyin asked retortly.

"Here it comes again..." The same red dress, but the most gorgeous red brocade brocade covered her face, her voice was almost lamenting, "Why is it that every time Yuru and Ovum meet, within three sentences? There will be a quarrel!"

Mr. Liequan refused to answer this question. Do you need a reason for your discord?And: "Hong Jinxiu, if you don't drink, please change the table."

Hong Jinxiu: "Huh?"

Mr. Liequan's explanation is very simple and straightforward: "I have agreed with Youqin Wule to taste wine together - there are a lot of wine jars with me, and this table is the largest."

A five-string guqin was put up, and a woman in white clothes with a silver hairpin sat down here, and added the end of Lie Quanjun's words: "Jinxiu, do you know how to drink?"

They are all incarnations of the same person, and the relationship between them is naturally very close.Hong Jinxiu, who has always been abstinent to the outside world, frowned and did not directly refuse, but said: "I can drink...but I get drunk easily. What will I do after I get drunk...I don't know. "

"You can drink it." Liequan Jun directly threw a small jar over, "Come, drink!"

Hong Jinxiu accepted without hesitation.

Although I don't like to drink alcohol, the wine brewed by Liquan-kun... is rare in every aspect.

Liequan-kun is good at drinking and better at making wine, but unfortunately he is very lazy, and usually only brews his own rations and takes the portion with Qin Wule. It is really difficult for others to drink Liequan-jun's wine.There are very few wines flowing out of Yuquan Mountain, and the price is also very high outside, but——

Hong Jinxiu imitated Lie Quanjun's appearance and poured a small wine jar into her mouth, thinking: the taste is indeed worthy of the price.

What Mr. Liequan brings is good wine, that's right, as soon as it's opened, the place is full of strong wine aroma.Lu Lingji is a bit allergic to alcohol, and even the smell of the alcohol made her feel a little instinctively uncomfortable. Dang even stopped playing the zither, covered her mouth with one hand, and coughed a few times.

He is not weak at all, nor does he provoke pity, on the contrary, he has a somewhat vicious meaning.

You Xianke, who was sitting next to Lu Lingji, pretended that she didn't hear, and was still arguing her innocence with Xianyun on the opposite side: "There is one thing I must finish first." She sat in her seat , with one hand pressing the first edition of the travel notes that will be prepared by the end of the year, and said very seriously: "Although I have traveled the most places, and I have indeed met Yu Xiaoyao a few times, but they all passed by."

"I really haven't had any contact with him!!!"

Xianyun made a coincidence and added coldly: "However, this does not prove that Yu Xiaoyao didn't see you, Youxianke."

Probably due to staying in Beihai for a long time, Xianyun has a tendency to be assimilated by that place by chance. The clothes are all in cool colors, and the whole person is deserted.The temperament and the way of speaking are also good, even the voice is cold.

Certainly not like snow—like ice.

Holding her baby in the mirror and not letting go, I don’t know Hua feels that Xianyun has made a fool of herself by making such a fool of herself. That graceful face that the main body has painstakingly pinched out of the template, it is said that the original main body set you up not to be gentle Is it the route of Rushui? The girls weaving and making clothes are very gentle, what is going on with you now?

Could it be that the environment really has such a great influence on people that even the human settings under the main body can't support it?

"I can prove it to You Xianke." Unknown Hua said while looking in the mirror, joining the conversation between the two. "Xianyun made a coincidence, you seem to be very concerned about this?"

Xianyun happened to be contemptuous of a king, and said indifferently: "Because it's not you who is dragged and nagged by the main body."

Meng Zhongshen expressed dissatisfaction with this.

"Aren't I the one who suffers the most?" As the name suggests, not only the color is like a dream, but the body is also like a dream. In a dream between reality and illusion, I feel that I am really wronged. up. "You will only be yelled at when you are caught by the main body..." But what about her!

Do you want to see the main body every day?

You can still sneak away, but as beings who were pinched out to lead the main body into dreams to experience the life of various fairy tales, Meng Zhongshen said that he could not resist the temptation of the main body at all!

Unusually quiet as a chicken.

The No. [-] Painter in the South of the Yangtze River said that he didn't want to pretend to be dead if he just wanted to talk quietly, and probably wanted to draw a painting.

A memorial to those colleagues who took the discussion too seriously...maybe.

Did no one find out?

The main body has been missing for a long time!

The author has something to say:

Everyone discussed it too seriously, Yunmei felt that she could leave first.

——So after the meeting, everyone received a code of conduct.

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This one can actually be called Yunmei's trumpet party... I just pulled out the trumpets with names and surnames in the settings and slipped them away, and took the other trumpets that didn't have a name and identity but really existed. Don't mind everyone.

The trumpets that appear in this chapter all have their own plots and functions.

It's not unusual, it's the one mentioned in the play, use this name first if the real person doesn't appear on the stage, and then rely on this number to hook up with Feng Cailing girl!

By the way, I missed a Xiling Hanyu when I wrote it... But Hanyu is not considered a trumpet, in a sense...

In the end, as soon as the manuscript was written, I wanted to give Di Ming a CP, but I was still hesitating