Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

Lou Qingwu and Xia Houqing went to a Qinyi residence not far from the Three Princes' House, came to a box room on the second floor, and sat next to the window, outside is the largest Donghuai River in Kyoto. Stopped a few paintings, moved with the wind, extremely poetic.

I have to admit that even if Xia Houqing had left Kyoto for several years, every move in this capital was still under his control.

Judging from the Qinyi house he chose, he can see his scheming, a place that is very pleasing to the little girl. Even if the person in a bad mood sees this picturesque scenery, he is not in the mood. Where would it go. What's more, the man in front of him looks good, and with his ability to talk, he hasn't fascinated those little girls who lived in the house for a long time.

"Come to try this pastry and see if it suits you well?"

Xia Houqing picked up a pair of clean wooden clams and put them on the plate in front of Lou Qingwu. The pastries were made of three colors. The fragrance was fragrant, and there was a kind of faint plum fragrance.

Lou Qingwu tasted it, the pastry entrance was polarized, and the fragrance was left between the teeth.

She nodded, lowered the clog, and smiled at Xia Houqing. "It is indeed a three-color cake of Qin Yiju. It combines the lightness of lotus seeds, the delicateness of red dates, and the aroma of wax plums. Endless aftertaste. "

"Haha, as long as Qingwu likes it, don't let me try these places one by one."

When Xia Houqing said these words, she looked at Lou Qingwu deeply, and her black eyes were flowing, reflecting her figure, giving a feeling of confusion and concentration.

Lou Qingwu looked straight back, his eyes soft, and he closed his eyes after listening to his words.

From the perspective of Xia Houqing, she brought a little bit of a woman's shyness, "How could the three princes eat all the things again? No kidding lightly."

The deep meaning of Xia Houqing's eyes was deeper, and his voice was almost gentle, "Qiaowu, how can I make fun of you? I can guarantee that every word I say is sincere and only light. Only a woman who dances with you is worthy of plum blossom's arrogance.

-Qingwu, you are the best woman in the world. Only you can help me sincerely.

Xia Houqing's words passed into Lou Qingwu's ears like a nightmare. Her drooping expression looked cold as if she would turn into a demon the next moment, biting the neck of the opposite man severely and sucking his blood. He said affectionately, but unfortunately the opposite woman kept her head down, unable to see her expression, but her hand on the table seemed to be nervous, holding it all the time, with a little trembling. Xia Houqing's eyes flashed with pride, deliberately lowering his voice, making his voice sound more pleasant and pleasant ...

Lou Qingwu's chest was violently undulating. She still overestimated her ability to bear Xia Houqing. When she heard his voice, she couldn't wait to paste all the three-color cake in front of him on his face.

But she knew she couldn't ...

Just when Lou Qingwu couldn't help but want to shut him up, there was a sudden sound of piano in his ears.

Qingqing Lingling's voice was like a lush Qingquan expelling the filth in her heart. She slowly calmed down, and then looked up again, a little blushing, quickly looked up at Xia Houqing, and quickly turned away. , "Where am I so good? The three princes are just joking about Qingwu." After speaking, as if I just heard the sound of the piano, quickly turn to the beginning, looking out the window, "Well, there seems to be a piano sound, it sounds good Yes, we might as well check it out. "

Staying with Xiahou Qing again, she was afraid she would really do it.

Xia Houqing looked at her nervous look, knowing that her purpose for today has been achieved, and she should not take it too hurriedly. She glanced out the window and saw the paintings parked in the park. Let's go and see. "

When Lou Qingwu and Xia Houqing arrived at the Donghuai River, just one painting pass, Xia Houqing rented a boat and went to the painting with Lou Qingwu.

The painting scroll moved slowly, Lou Qingwu tilted his head and looked out the window, getting closer.

The sound of the piano seemed clearer. Qing Ling's voice was inexplicably familiar. Following the piano sound, she looked at a painting not far from them and said, "Let's go over there."

At the place where Lou Qingwu couldn't see, Xiahou Qing's smile deepened. "Okay. Boatman, go there."

Pointing at the painting from the sound of the piano, Xia Houqing directed.

Lou Qingwu seems to have been immersed in the sound of the piano, her eyebrows quietly hanging down, her good side face, giving people a quiet beauty.

The last rays of the setting sun splashed on her face, bringing a bit of illusion.

Xia Houqing looked inadvertently, and suddenly remembered the "Shen Li" heard on the Hibiscus Festival, and his eyes fell on Yaoqin not far away. He took it and placed it on the table in front of him. Flick, suddenly, the original song "Feng Qiu Huang" sounded beside Lou Qingwu.

Lou Qingwu's body froze when she heard it.

Turning his head, he looked at Xia Houqing, who was looking at him with concentration and seriousness. A dark blue brocade robe made him look like a crown. When he didn't smile, he took a little solemnity, but when his mouth was raised, he It also brought a little childishness, which was Xia Houqing. At that time, "Feng Qiu Huang" captured her heart that was already in her heart. From then on, she died. Unfortunately, his love is worthless.

Lou Qingwu looked at him quietly, and his expression was expressionless, but it was exactly that, as if captured by the sound of the piano.

The smile on the corner of Xia Houqing's mouth deepened. He raised his head, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows, and looked at each other deeply, as if the woman in front of him was really the woman he wanted.

Unfortunately……

The woman in front of him had long been careless.

And where Lou Qingwu didn't know, the two paintings were getting closer and closer, and they almost lined up side by side. The man who was lazily clinging to the wine glass in the opposite painting, heard the "Phoenix Phoenix", accidentally glanced, Seeing the men and women who were watching each other affectionately, Mo Tong shrank suddenly, and there was a flash of dark light inside, and the whole body gathered with disturbing irritability.

And not far from the man, the strings in the hands of the beautiful woman in red came to the last tune, and the hands closed perfectly.

The piano sound stopped abruptly.

I just did n’t know whether it was intentional or not. Her finger touched the strings, cut her fingertips, and blood dripped from her fingertips. She looked extremely pathetic. She opened a pair of extremely delicate eyebrows and looked at them. Facing the man opposite Qingjun: "Brother Ye, I'm injured ..."