Arbor saw a young man in white standing at the bow of the boat, holding hands and gazing at the river.

It's like a clear breeze and a bright moon.

The river wind blows his white robe and long hair, which gently rises and falls against his waist.

The cold light in the eyes, in the light of the light is very indifferent, so slowly from her home in front of the boat.

The green bead in Miss Qiao's hand had been thrown out, so she saw

The bead "gudu" a sound, good die not to die will fall on the opposite bow, all the way bone rolling to the young feet.

The young man's cold eyes floated towards her side, covered with some frost, and looked at her eyes as if they were looking at a piece of rag like dirt.

Qiao Qiao blinked, and then looked at the remaining beads in his hands with no expression, and all of them fell into the river.

Little face paralysis eyes beads didn't roll a bit, so calmly looked at the opposite little brother, took back his eyes, took out a string of yingbai hand strings from the inner boundary, dismantled them and continued to throw them for fun

"Young man!" Lingge hurriedly ran to the deck and saw his son standing in the bow with a slightly stiff look and staring at the opposite side.

He turned quickly to look at each other, but the boat had passed in front of Joe.

Lingge saw only half of the flag of an official ship, and nothing else.

There are too many ships anchoring near Langfang. The splendor boat didn't know what strength it used. Finally, the negotiation ended and drove away the ship that had been parked next to Qiao Qiao. It stopped by itself.

Of course Miss Qiao didn't know about it, but she heard a little commotion on the river, and soon stopped.

She took apart the third string of pearls to play with. It was boring to lie on her appendix.

Suddenly I saw a plump and slim woman holding a lute and half concealing her face on the boat with high lanterns opposite.

As soon as the woman came out, half of the river caused a stir. The applause was sudden, and a group of people were laughing and shouting.

"The dream girl of wanhonglou is coming out!"

"Hahaha! It's a worthwhile trip today. "

"If you can listen to the pipa of dream girl, you will die without regret."

The tree touched his small, shriveled belly and threw a pearl in his hand. When he turned his head, he happened to see a young man in white standing on the third floor of the splendor boat next door.

It's the guy who used to look at her with a rag.

At this time, he was standing high and looked at himself coldly. His eyes were mostly full of ridicule and disdain.

Miss Qiao's face was inexplicable. She looked down at her small body.

Good!

The fluffy little cotton padded jacket with pink make-up flowers and a brocade Cape. It's like a porcelain doll carved with pink and jade. It's like a rag discarded by people!

This man must be sick!

It's more likely that there's something wrong with the vision.

As soon as Miss Qiao's eyes turned, she saw the dream girl playing with the lute in her arms.

Don't say, Miss Meng plays very well.

The wind is blowing slowly and the pipa is playing slowly. Miss Qiao feels like she has lost a cup of tea!

With a stroke of ease, he took a cup of warm Lingcha from the inner world and enjoyed the pipa sound on the opposite side while drinking it.

Anyway, I don't want money. Just listen!

If it can be matched with a song and dance, it will not be so monotonous.