Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

The young master pointed out that the time for entering and exiting the lakeside garden was less than one tea.

In such a short period of time, nothing can happen, and it should not be suspected.

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Big, probably ... should ... no problem ... huh ... huh ...

But I am afraid that the excuse of Yuesheng Sheng will not be able to continue to use it, and I do not know what will be better in the future. There is no clue, it is better to lie for two days and pretend to be sick and avoid the limelight.

Although the brief fall wasn't really cold, he now describes it as embarrassing and has no flaws in acting.

Just before lying down and not covering the quilt, the second master heard the wind and came to visit the doctor. The young master immediately felt that he was really sick.

"I heard that an actor pushed you into the water."

The second master sat on the side of the couch and held up the tea and took a sip. The silence was repressive silence. He put his thumb against the mouth of the cup and capricorned with anger. The white porcelain was cut off and crushed into powder.

The young master fell into a soft tapestry and shivered at the quilt, at a loss.

A actor, arrogant and noble. Just because his brother was willing, he was too lazy to care about it. It was a **** thing to retreat the brother who could not get water into the lake and put him in danger.

After a while, Master Er said in a cold voice, "It's not a small tasting to taste Sheng this month."

Young Master deeply believes that it is not harder for his brother to cut the moon and taste Sheng's head than to cut this porcelain cup.

So a carp jumped up from the bed and laughed lively: "Ah, there is nothing! I am so happy that my dreams come true. I want to soak in cold water to calm down hahaha! I jumped by myself, and it was not about him. Hahahaha I continue to listen to the music ah ha ha ha ha goodbye Xiao Xi ...! "

The young master lifted the quilt and jumped off the ground, and ran away in a loose single shirt.

The young master worriedly returned to Dongshou Yulou. He is a frequent visitor here, and Yinluo paid until the next year, and Yulou stayed with him.

The empty water pavilion maintained a constant tranquility, and when I entered, I saw Yue Shansheng closed his eyes and sat on the trunk of the water with Zhulan's knees on his knees, and there was a clear glass without strings and no emblems on his knees. Guqin, with its slender ten-fingered fingertips, has music. If he is full in the middle of the full moon, there is the vigor of a warrior, and the charm of an artist. Miluo tulle pours down, sinks into the lotus pond, condenses the starlight galaxy, and is uncertain in the moonlight.

Naturally, the young master looked stunned.

He turned back, moved lightly to the corner, and sat down quietly.

Yue Tasheng stopped her hand, pressed her on the piano, raised her eyes and said nothing to him.

His eyes were deep, and sadness and joy could not be discerned, and the young master was a little nervous at once: "Did I interrupt you ..."

Most people in the world are amazed at the lack of stringed empty harps. Silent here, why interrupt? Yue Shansheng asked lightly, "Oh? Do you understand?"

The young master shook his head and said, "The sound is loud, and the music is silent. I am a vulgar, and naturally I do not understand."

String song rhythm, but only form. There are words but he is interested in the piano. Since he said he didn't understand, he understood it.

Yue Tingsheng was a little surprised. He thought he was a prodigal son who could not learn anything, but he knew that Taoqin had no strings.

Yue Shan Sheng's fingers were clasped on the piano, thinking thoughtfully, "You weren't stupid."

The young master thought of his mentally handicapped behavior during the day, a little ashamed, and stumbled and said, "This morning ... you ... can ... pretend nothing happened."

Yue taste Sheng simply said: "No."

The young master also said in his heart, sighing sighfully, and refused to speak again.

Yue Tasheng waited a little, and raised her chin slightly, and asked, "Don't you explain?"

"I have nothing to explain," sighed the young master. "Let me be a mentally retarded person."

Yue Tasheng was silent for a long while, and suddenly whispered, "What are you afraid of?"

The young master didn't want to involve others. He had originally decided to say nothing, but unexpectedly he was guessed. He said, "No! Absolutely not!"

Yue tasted Sheng and smiled slightly: "It seems I'm right."

Little Master: "..."

"This is weird." Yue Tasheng regained her sight and dangled on the lyre. "The Central Plains are based on the head of Zhong Liyuan. You are obviously the young master of Zhong Liyuan. Look at anyone in the rivers and lakes who is not afraid of you. A young brother ... "

Master Master gave a little humor in his heart. He thought he was hiding everything perfectly. He never wanted to taste the moon but saw him on both sides. He immediately guessed the edge of the answer, and said, "Don't guess any more! Today's story has been uncovered. I am for you. OK, so as not to cause trouble-- "

"... you wait a moment." Yue Shansheng interrupted him suddenly, pulled a piece of hemp from the railing, pulled a wet object from the lake, and threw it in front of him, "You said ' Woe, don't you mean this? "

It was a soggy boy who was thrown to death, and his hands and feet were knotted, making him cough.

The young master was startled: "Zheque ?! Why are you here ?!"

No wonder I went home today, but I didn't see Zeque from beginning to end. It turned out to have been **** here. There was stagnant water between Zeque's lungs, and he couldn't speak, and a pair of red tears staring at his young master, wondering whether he was angry or aggrieved.

The young master patted his back to help him with his gas, and he felt the knot in a mess, trying to help him untied, but couldn't find the way, so he looked up to Yue Yue and asked for help: "Can you let him go?"

"This person suddenly broke into Puyuan, and the obscene language disturbed my cleanliness. If you say, let me let it go?" Yue Weisheng took Sipa and slowly wiped away the water stains on her hands, asking calmly, "Did I see Looks like a good-tempered person? "

Yue Tingsheng was held by the stars since he was a child. How many Gongsun and aristocrats have been struggling for one side, and have never suffered such insults. Zeque can still breathe in and out at this moment, he can already be regarded as a good-tempered person.

Zeque finally breathed, and shouted Ai Ai: "Master ..."

The young master helped him break open, and said helplessly, "What are you doing in Yefang to find him?"

"He, he coughed unreasonably to the young master, and pushed the young master into the lake. I want to avenge the young master cough, cough ..."

Sure enough it's his own pot. The young master was very ashamed, but had to say: "You can't blame the son Moon, it's not good to me. I did a rude manner to him."

Zeque paused: "Ah?"

Master Grande explained stubbornly, "I want to force him to go to bed with me, and tore his clothes ... cough."

Zeque slaps the floor angrily: "No matter what the young master wants to do to him, it is his blessing! You should take it easy!"

Master Yu Yuzu: Where did my education method go wrong? How can Zeque's three views be distorted like this?

Yue Tingsheng listened to it, and suddenly her mood was not so bad. He waved his hand: "Just give him a break. I'll send him back."

Ye Fang's lone boat could not accommodate the third person, so he firstly released the loosely bound Zeque on the boat.

Waiting for the boatman to go on the boat with Zeque, Yue Yue Sheng said, "This little guy likes you."

Little Master quickly vetoed: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing."

Yue Shansheng said, "Oh ... you don't like him."

Master Grandpa read blankly, "Of course, because I like you."

Yue Shansheng smiled with satisfaction: "Then your vision is normal."

Big Master smiled bitterly: "Naturally."

"You don't want to see me, are you afraid your little guard will trouble me?" Yue Tzusheng said, "He is really good at martial arts. If I were an ordinary musician, it would be me who was soaking in the water at this time. -Unfortunately, I'm better. "

The young master heard something in his words and was puzzled.

Yue Shansheng looked at him side by side and asked gently, "Can you dispel your doubts and fears?"