The voice is deep and elegant, with a never-changing smile.
Meng Fuyao was stunned, he couldn't control the hand holding onto the railing, and the railing broke with a bang.
She raised her face, and above, the gauze curtain was rolled up by the maid, and the people in the pavilion pressed the strings with their hands, and looked at her with a slight smile. Her black hair and light purple robe were scattered in the wind, elegant like still water and bright moon, elegant like clouds floating in the sky, brilliance Unlimited, unparalleled in the world.
Sure enough, she is a beauty, a male beauty!
The beauty rose from playing the piano, Man stepped across the pavilion, leaned over slightly, and a face that made people's heart beat faster and breathless when viewed up close slowly approached, so close that it was close to Meng Fuyao's cat-like face, the long eyelashes almost Sweeping over to Meng Fuyao, he breathed the delicate fragrance of pine orchids, blowing towards him with the cool breeze on the lake.
Meng Fuyao was almost rippling like this lake, and murmured, "I've been hurt by you every time, haven't I..."
Before she could finish speaking, she sneezed in an ugly and unsightly way.
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled, stretched out his white and slender hand to Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao's eyes fell on the palm of his hand, his skin was smooth and his lines were distinct, hey, the wisdom line was straight and long, peerlessly intelligent... the love line was quite deep, but a little entangled... how many marriage lines? one…
She was thinking wildly inappropriately here, the person above her head suddenly smiled, and with a light pull of her finger, Meng Fuyao flew up, drawing a black arc in mid-air and falling into the pavilion. The direction she landed was directly behind the veil. Then he saw the slingshot under the feet of a certain mouse, and immediately found the real culprit.
Seeing her climbing up, the real murderer ran away. Meng Fuyao rushed over and grabbed it viciously. Without waiting for the guy to struggle, he rubbed his face against its furry body desperately, crying as he wiped, "Oh, Yuan Bao, oh, oh! Baby, oh my Lord Yuanbao, I miss you so much..."
Poor Mrs. Yuan Bao struggled desperately, but still couldn't get rid of her clutches. It struggled and looked back mournfully to Yuan Zhaoxu for help. Student Yuan stood by with his arms folded and smiled—the same virtue as when he saw Meng Fuyao fall into the water just now.
When Meng Fuyao finished expressing her infatuation, love, admiration and longing for Yuanbao, the snow-white and noble-blooded Heavenly Mystery God Mouse Master Yuanbao had turned into a wet mouse with one part yellow and one white fur suspected to be a low-level hamster—Meng Fuyao had already put his dirty face Wipe it all over it.
Only then did Meng Fuyao let go of Fat Rat with a smile, and crushed that damned slingshot with his feet.
Lord Yuan Bao ran to a bright pearl at the corner of the pavilion to shine a light on his face, and let out a horrific scream.
"thump!"
A small wave splashed on the water.
Master Yuan Bao, who forced people into the water, went into the water to take a bath by himself.
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After taking revenge on Master Yuan Bao, Meng Fuyao turned around, Yuan Zhaoxu who was leaning on the pavilion looked at her with a smile, suddenly raised his hand, and the lavender robe fell like a cloud, wrapping Meng Fuyao tightly.
They clapped their hands again, and immediately there were maids coming, one of them brought an exquisite small oven, and pressed another layer of thick brocade curtain behind the gauze curtain with pressed stones, covering all sides, and the pavilion was warm like spring when it stood in the middle of the pavilion. A set of clean clothes was presented, Yuan Zhaoxu personally took it and put it on the table, flipped through it himself, and didn't know what he was looking at, then handed the clothes to Meng Fuyao, Meng Fuyao said happily, "It's rare for you to be so considerate. "Just about to go in and change clothes, he suddenly heard him say, "Do you mind changing together?"
"Hey!" Meng Fuyao turned around in shock, and was about to sternly reject such a beautiful request, when Yuan Zhaoxu stretched out his finger to the surface of the water, and then a fat, wet rat crawled up along his finger, and was also in Ah Sneezing and sneezing.
Meng Fuyao's face turned black with anger from the guy who intentionally misinterpreted it, and she was happy again when she saw Yuan Bao's distressed appearance. The naked appearance of a certain adult was not as graceful as usual, and the white hairs were clumps together, dripping wetly. Water, a large piece of pink on the belly, Meng Fuyao stretched out his fingers and flicked it, Master Yuan Bao opened his mouth and bit, Meng Fuyao had already grabbed Master Yuan Bao and rushed into the curtain amidst a loud laugh.
Yuan Zhaoxu was left leaning on the pavilion railing with a half-smile, listening to the incessant bickering of the natural enemies in the curtain.
"Hey, do you like taking a shower?"
"Squeak!"
"Hey, can you speak human language?"
"Squeak!!"
"Oh, I forgot that you are a rat, you can't speak human words, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"squeak!!!"
Yuan Zhaoxu tilted his head slightly to listen, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes. Compared with his usual smoky and erratic smile, his expression at this moment was real and warm.
He smiled and looked at the gauze curtain—the reddish flame of the oven illuminated the shadow on the bright yellow drapery. He had a graceful neck, and his arms were as slender as delicate jade bamboo. Going down, it is a moving arc like playing a pipa upside down, rising and falling, all of which are the bells of creation.
The winter pavilion is facing the fire, and the brocade curtain is letting out the spring, but a certain person has no idea that he has been seen, and suddenly he turns sideways, and his straight chest draws a heart-pounding arc on the tent. It is hard to imagine that a person's body It can grow into such a perfect shape, with no more slenderness and no less plumpness.
Yuan Zhaoxu turned his gaze away slowly, looked towards the center of the lake, smiled slightly, and said, "Is the tube top suitable?"
"ah!"
The shadow on the tent jumped in panic, and then saw her running around in a funny circle, probably looking for where Yuan Zhaoxu was peeping from, and even knew she was wearing a tube top, turned around and found that the tent was tightly stitched, and then probably Remembering how they disappeared, I quickly extinguished the charcoal fire in the oven.
The fire was extinguished, the tent was darkened, and the lively and fragrant female body was gone, but Yuan Zhaoxu was smiling... This charcoal fire is not a casual fire for warmth, it is charcoal melted from iron trees on the snowy mountain in the sky, and the fire condenses and solidifies God, but she is hot and domineering, and idlers can't bear it. Although her martial arts foundation is good, she can't do it any longer. Now, it's just right.
He lazily sat down, held the white jade cup, raised his head to the blue sky, and waited.
Sure enough, in a short while, the tent was viciously lifted, and Meng Fuyao strode out, his face full of gloom, his big black eyes staring at Yuan Zhaoxu with hatred, but unfortunately someone turned a blind eye and raised his glass to her, saying, " Is it appropriate to dress?"
Meng Fuyao replied with a dark face, "It's too big."
Yuan Zhaoxu took a sip of wine slowly and didn't speak. Meng Fuyao was complacent, when he suddenly heard him mutter, "The size I personally grasped, how could it be too big? Could it be that your breasts have become small again recently?"
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Meng Fuyao looked helplessly at the sky, decided not to quarrel with this guy with ulterior motives on this issue, sat down next to him, took the jug and wine glass and poured himself a glass without asking, said bitterly, "You really Despicable, even if you see me fall into the water, you won’t save me.”
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and replied, "The happiest thing in the world is when a beautiful woman falls into the water in front of your eyes. You can feast your eyes, share clothes, and face the fire together. If the beautiful woman catches a cold, you can also greet her on the sick bed and serve soup and tea. It's a bit of hospitality." , He Choufang's heart is not tied to me? I'm not a fool, why should I miss such a good opportunity?"
Meng Fuyao heard his teasing tone at first, and was about to pinch him, but she blushed when she heard it, and felt that Yuan Zhaoxu's tone was half-joking and half-serious, and when he said the phrase "He Choufang's heart is not tied to me", his eyes wandered , half a smile but not a smile, the misty mist of the clear water all over the lake seemed to flow back into his eyes.
Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat because of this, and suddenly remembered the night of the Taiyuan Palace Change, Yuan Zhaoxu's smiling and gazing eyes in front of the palace gate usually seemed to have deep meaning, but such deep meaning always seemed to be covered with a layer of paper, hazy Fuzzy, with a bit of mystery that people dare not break through.
Or, it's because I don't want to expose it.
Meng Fuyao took a silent breath, drank the wine in the glass, and changed the subject when he put down the glass, "Why are you here?"
It's not that he didn't expect Wuji to meet Yuan Zhaoxu when he came here, but he didn't expect it to be so soon and so coincidentally. It's as if someone had counted on that he would come and waited here specially for her.
However, this idea disappeared in a flash in his mind, and Meng Fuyao thought it was impossible, how did Yuan Zhaoxu know that he was going to Wuji? How could he have guessed that he would come to this palace? My appearance here today was entirely on a temporary basis.
She was thinking wildly here, while Yuan Zhaoxu answered leisurely, "I was the aide of Prince Wuji's Shangyang Palace and the general manager of this Canglan Palace."
"Oh, Director Yuan," Meng Fuyao looked at him with a smile, "won't you invite me to visit this palace?"
"There will be opportunities in the future." Yuan Zhaoxu took her hand, "Come with me to a place now, I think you must be very interested."
"where?"
"The brothel."