Mei Gongqing

Chen Rong's carriage slowly drove into the street. At this moment, precisely when the Hua lamp first came up, a lantern floated under the roof, the street pedestrians were sparse, and only through certain alleys could it come from the pink lights and hips of that window, feeling the flourishing bouquet of fatty powder and silky bamboo sounds.

Sitting in the carriage, Chen Jung lowered her head and her eyebrows looked slightly calm, but her hands were squeezing the corners of her skirt tightly. Because of the hanging too hard, she looked at the flat side worried and worried that this was the only piece of Chinese clothing she could get her hands on, she threw it away.

At this point, Chen Jung let go of his hands, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and whispered: “Hey, I'm a little nervous. ”

She looked at her with pity and said: "Wong Qilong, the god of heaven, forget him. ”

As soon as she said this, Chen Cheng smiled dumbly. She held her lips and smiled and said to Ping: “This is much more nervous. ”

She looked at her flat and stunned.

Chen Rong reached out his hand and opened the curtain in a loud noise. Looking at the sparse and sparse stars in the sky, Chen Rong muttered: “We've all died once, what's there to be afraid of?” Very low voice.

By then, the carriage had crossed an alley and entered another street. As soon as I walked in here, there was a bright light in front of me, and the noise was loud, and my eyes were full of wagons going in and out.

Sang-chun screamed outside: "Girl, we're almost there. ”

Chen Yong just answered, from her side, a carriage rushed past.

This is a wide carriage painted black, and the horses of the two pulleys are also black Gao Jun. Just as Chen Yong looked at the carriage, the curtains of the carriage opened and a beautiful and ruthless face appeared in front of her.

Suddenly facing this person, Chen Zheng subconsciously wanted to pull down the curtain. Her hand pulled the curtain and stopped in a hurry.

The man's dark eyes stared at her right hand and then turned his head towards him.

I don't know what he did, but the wagon started closing in on Chen Rong's wagon.

In the blink of an eye, the two carriages were only one arm apart. Chen Zheng deeply strangled himself with his nails before greeting the man with a smile. He called out: "Chen Yong has seen General Wan. ”

This man, that's Valentine.

Min ignored her greeting. He stared at her instantly. Halfway through, his low and strong voice rang in her ear. "Every time you see me, though strong and calm, your little aunt describes it differently. Why is that? ”

He was too close, the wind blowing as he spoke, gently fanning her sweat and seeping into her ear hole.

Chen Zheng tightened his torso, squeezed his hands tightly, and tried his best to depress the running mood. His eyes slightly avoided his gaze. “The General joked. How can I describe anything different from the General's ambiguous life? ”

She finally raised her head when she said it.

Under the light, her eyes, like his, were black.

The fourth eye was opposite, Chen Yongzhu pulled the corner of his mouth and muttered: “The General is too handsome to think about the daughter of the world. It is not a small number of people who see the General and describe it differently. ”

“Really? ”

Chen Yong nodded.

Min Ha smiled. He stared closely at her and asked: "Do you admire Wang Qilong? ”

Chen Rong nodded slowly.

Valentine smiled again.

Smiling, he said softly in a low voice: "If I asked Chen to marry you, would you? ”

Boom...

Like a thunder in nine days!

Chen Zheng only felt a daze in front of him. He only felt his heart pounding and pounding, almost flushing out of his throat. It just felt bitter or ridiculous and filled her heart. Suddenly, she wanted to laugh out loud.

She didn't laugh, she just slowly lifted her eyes.

In the subversion of the carriage, she stared firmly at the man. Looking at the man she had not seriously measured after meeting again, Chen Yongzhuang pulled a farce and said in the same tone as him: "General Wan, this joke is not funny. ”

Speaking of which, she resolutely reached out her right hand and pulled down the curtain with a loud bang. As that thin piece of cloth blocked between her and him, Chen Zheng's entire person was softened backwards and almost collapsed into a flat arms.

Flat shocked, just wanted to ask, Chen Yong reached out his right hand and covered her mouth - she never wanted to be vulnerable in front of this man. The last time, she was stubborn.

Min outside, his deep eyes stared at the shaking curtain, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and his mouth unwittingly snapped up.

Slowly, he also leaned back and retracted into the compartment. With his eyes closed, his powerful palms, often holding weapons, began to gently soothe, hitting several sides like a string.

After a long time, the carriage stopped shaking and Jean shouted outside: "Girl, get out of the car. ”

Chen Zheng bit his teeth and tried to sit upright. He stood up twice, and his body was still soft. Flatten her face and hurried to straighten her. Ping Zheng got off the carriage first, and with Sang Zheng, he took Chen Rong off the carriage.

Chen Rong felt her eyes staring straight at herself. She turned her head and pointed at those dark, dark eyes again. Almost unconsciously, after turning decisively, she straightened her back, broke off the flat monk support and walked forward.

Outside the main courtyard of Wangfu, the carriage was also full of carriages, and the lights were on, and a laugh blended with fragrance. Chen Rong turned his eyes and found that everyone standing here was gorgeous and relaxed. And not many of these people she knew.

It was as she looked down, a strong and powerful footstep came, and Min passed beside her and walked into the light.

He showed up, almost instantly, and all eyes focused on him.

At this moment, Min, dressed in a black-bottomed red robe, had long hair spread over her shoulders like the popular one of the times. He was tall and had a thin shoulder-width waist. After such a moment of deliberate dressing, he actually had a brilliant beauty, such as the first rise of the sun, which forced people's eyes!

This aggressive beauty and momentum is completely different from the fashionable times, such as the softness and beauty of the moon as clouds.

Min did not seem to realize that he had become the center of everyone, and he walked to the door and walked in.

As he entered, Chen Rong's surroundings became quiet. The crowd stopped the hustle and began to enter sequentially.