Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Xie Lun has always been skinless and accustomed to drinking. In addition, he drank a little more that day, so he was unambiguous at the moment, so he wore the green and green costumes and sang the song "The Flower Stand". He was originally born It was very good, and everyone drank loudly and coaxed that day, so he also sang hard, and the singing voice in that figure was so beautiful that it attracted a lot of generals.

Although Xie Lun was not stage-fearing at the time, but I still felt embarrassed in the end, so since then, Xie Lun has never sang "Zhaohuatai", so at this time Zhou Chi-chi wants to listen to "Zhaohuatai", but he is still Quite awkward.

"I just want to listen," Zhou Chihan said with a smile. "In the future, we will not be able to listen to your song again, good brother, good brother, sing to my brother before leaving, right to send my brother a farewell gift. "

"Okay, big tongue brother." Xie Lun's nose was sour and she smiled at Zhou Chi, clearing her throat.

"Which one is more, one month, Yinger Yingerhuahuatai. Sister Qiuxiang made a plan and she said that she would come in the evening. We love you in front of Mudan Pavilion, but I hope that Feng Feng will match up early."

Xie Lunming's eyes are bright, his fingers are slim, his waist is dancing, and he seems to be back on that New Year's Eve.

"Don't wait for the left, or right for the right, Tang Jieyuan looks at the sky, it can't stop hurting, beauty, Qiuxiang, ecstasy skirt."

"Why is it even more so, before the moonlight shadows the flowers, Hua Xiangfu is trapped, and the affectionate Tang Jieyuan. Infatuated talent, my romantic man, I begged for thousands of years before that Buddha."

"I do n’t see the girl Tianxian, I do n’t see the girl-in-law Juan, Tang Bohu cares about the night wind and cold for the bright moon, beauty, Qiuxiang, son-in-law Juan."

"In the third place, the moon is shining brightly, listening to the tower, the iron horse in front of the eaves is more loud, and I complain in front of the Peony Pavilion, and a little acacia sighs."

"The moon is hazy on the horizon, the moon is hazy on the pavilion, why the old man under the moon does not come to tie the red rope, beauty, Qiuxiang, the female Huarong with a soul."

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"Is it good?" After the song was sung, Zhou Chiwu looked at Xie Lun at his own discretion. Xie Lun was not stared at him. He coughed twice, but saw Zhou Chiwu spontaneously. He had to stretch out his hand at Zhou Chi. Shaking in front of her, she covered her mouth, "It's so nice? You all listen silly."

"It sounds good. There can never be anything better than this."

Zhou Chi grabbed Xie Lun's hand with a sigh of strength, so strong that Xie Lun frowned, but Zhou Chi quickly let go of Xie Lun's hand, then got up and strode away without looking back.

"What is it? Isn't it numb?" Xie Lun rubbed her pinched hand and complained softly, turning around and busy packing her luggage, and thinking about seeing their family, Mr. Zhao, the young Lang immediately He smiled again with an eyebrow, "Who are you, a pretty girl, white cloth socks, butterflies and shoes. You can't see the sister to draw water at the front door, and you can't see the sister to hold firewood at the back door ..."

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The song ends.

Zhou Chi always understood what it meant, but did not want the word to be used between him and Xie Lun.

Zhou Chi was very calm and walked through the courtyard to the study.

"No one is allowed in," he said quietly to Xiaoshuang. "I don't see anyone today."

"Yes, the slaves obey." Xiao Yan bowed and agreed.

Zhou Chi pushed in the door and closed it gently.

[About classmate Zhou ~ There are several foreshadowings in front ~ Do you remember? 】

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