Su Kui said calmly, with a soft and loose tone, with inexplicable persuasiveness.
Hong Yao's heart relaxed, she couldn't help but look at the walking sedan chair. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and had never left, she even suspected that Chao Yui had been dropped.
The poem will be set on a large pleasure boat on the moat. Because the pleasure boat is huge, it cannot be stopped by the bank of the city. Guests need to get on the boat by themselves and go upstream to the center of the river.
Speaking of it, the pleasure boat is more like a restaurant that only operates in the center of the river.
The scale is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, and it is divided into three levels. The top level is the best place to enjoy the moon.
The poem meeting is also held there.
"Girl, slow down."
Hong Tao supported Su Kui on board, and when he entered the cabin, he realized that two men were already standing inside.
The sweet potato looked at Su Kui wholeheartedly, but didn't notice.
On the contrary, it was Su Kui. When he saw the other party's first glance, he instantly lowered his eyes, pressing the power fence on his head in a panic, and turned his body sideways.
The red potato was startled, the girl reacted...
"Girl? But I'm not feeling well?" She asked softly and concerned.
"nothing."
He said nothing, his fingers really tightly grasped the wrist of the red potato, and refused to let it go.
The red potato sensed her nervousness, looked around suspiciously, and then saw two men in Chinese clothes standing at the stern of the boat, both of them with awe-inspiring temperament and their appearances.
The man in a dark purple robe has star-eyed sword eyebrows, cold features, and a pair of dark and narrow phoenix eyes, like being split by a sharp blade, with an irresistible sense of coldness and oppression.
Compared with the former, the other has a much more comfortable temperament.
However, the sweet potato felt more weird in his heart.
She thought, probably because the man in white looks too far away.
The man with slightly deep eyelids made his eyes look like a suction. The red potato was startled, this man who looked like a god, his eyes were light gray different from ordinary people, which was very obvious.
It looked like the moon like a silver plate, and just behind them, the moonlight seemed to penetrate into his eyes, enveloping him with a strange silver light.
Therefore, even if he always had a gentle and spring-like smile on his face, he still made the sweet potato feel terrified.
Therefore, she took Su Kui's hand and kept her distance from them.
"Oh? Amo, there are still very few women who see your face and are not confused."
Just one, but the master and servant are both like this.
Especially the woman who keeps her head down, with a power fence, and wearing a light-colored dress, is more like being frightened.
Yingyi raised his sword eyebrows, an expression of interest flowing in his dark eyes.
This is already very abrupt.
The red potato bowed his head, gritted his teeth bitterly, and cursed the disciple in secret!
The man called Amo stared, following Ying Yi's gaze, his gaze moved slightly when he touched the slender figure.
The eyes looked like a lake soaked by moonlight, and a crack was abruptly split.
Make him perfect expression, no longer perfect.
"Amo?" There was no response, and it was strange to win.
One side of the eye, he noticed that his eyes fell directly on the woman, as if looking into the gods.
"Heh... Amo, this is not like you."
Yingyi hurriedly smiled and stepped forward slowly, "Are the two girls also here to participate in the poem meeting?"