Chapter 71: He called her Qingqing

Wang Hong took two steps and extended his right hand to Chen Rong.
His long body shape fluctuated with the ups and downs of the waves. Under the sunlight, the crystal clear eyes were filled with laughter and staring at her tenderly.
Chen Rong’s eyes on this kind of eyes, somehow, the heartbeat panic missed a shot, she quickly bowed his head to avoid his gaze, secretly thought: this guy is too handsome, there are means for women, I have to avoid His eyes can talk to him.
When she was still meditating, Wang Hongxiu’s long white hand had already grasped her fleshy hands.
With both hands in the grip, Chen Rong’s little hand trembled again, reflexively trying to pull back.
At this moment, Wang Hong’s right hand was tight and prevented her from pumping back.
He held her hand and gently pulled it and took her to the boat.
However, on the boat, he still did not let go of Chen Rong, but instead led her and walked toward the stern.
Chen Rong stopped moving.
She lowered her head and cheeked red, and shouted: "Release."
The tone is armed with a bit of toughness.
Wang Hong turned his head. He stared at her with a slight gaze. He smiled softly: "Who is Qing Qing talking to? Is it such a hard tone?"
Chen Rong’s face was redder. She bit her lip and said,
I am still unmarried.

"Oh." Wang Hong nodded. He turned his head in disapproval and continued to take her forward. "I know." You said a nonsense expression.
Chen Rongchao glanced at him. This time, she suddenly became very embarrassed. I saw that seven or eight famous men stared at themselves and Wang Hong with a smile, but they were all watching the show.
Chen Rong was so shy that his head was buried in the chest. She quickly stepped forward and let Wang Hong take it and walked to the boat.
On the stern of the boat, the two wires were firmly smashed with wire. There are wine and meat on the collapse, as well as the piano.
Wang Hong sat down on the collapse, and his right hand lifted it, pointing to the opposite side: "Sit."
Chen Rongshun sat down from the ground. When the two of them sat down, the giant Chinese hand at the end of the boat was supported, and the boat was like a sword, swaying out.
As the canoe swelled out, Chen Rong couldn't help but sway: she came from the north, and although she likes to ride the whip, she is a full-fledged duck. This kind of water ripples, the boat undulating, her eyes are a little flower, her legs are a bit soft.
Chen Rong regained his gaze and held the glass with both hands, forcing himself to stop looking at the rolling waves.
At this time, her face sent Wang Hong's gentle voice: "Qing Qing Fang seems to have something to tell me?" His voice fell, the canoe drove into a whirlpool, and suddenly turned, Chen Rong flustered, With both hands reaching for something, the clear little face has turned white.
For a while, the boat body finally stabilized. Chen Rongou took a long breath and suddenly found that his hand was very warm.
She turned her head.
This look, her little face is instantly hot red. It turned out that she was firmly holding Wang Hong’s arm. This is actually nothing. The point is that she leans forward and the whole person has a standard attitude to send and hold.
At this moment, Wang Hong’s wine glass has been transferred to the left hand. He extended his right hand and allowed Chen Rong to hold it. His mouth was slightly raised and his smile was shallow.
When Chen Ronghong looked at him, Wang Hong browed his head and said softly, "You are seasick? If not, come to my arms."
"Do not."
Chen Rong immediately screamed, and she hurriedly took back her hands. Anyway, the person in front of her eyes saw her timidity. She simply clasped the boat with her hands.
This time, she finally stabilized, and Chen Rong was determined.
Her heart must be, and she went to the left and right. Seeing that everyone was looking at the surrounding lake scenery, and looking at the green hills, they breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Wang Hong.
Looking at the man so close, Chen Rong found that Wang Hong was not only very handsome, but also covered with a layer of faint fluorescence. In addition, his eyes are extremely clear and high, so that people can see what they are, and God moves.
Looking at it, he found out that he had been with this man for so long. She didn't see his five senses until then, and dared to look at him, so that he would not be blinded by his radiance.
Just as Chen Rong stared at him, a young boy’s sharp and clear laugh came from behind. "When this girl looks at Wang Qilang, it looks like a thief." It was the voice of Yu Jiulang.
Speaking out in a word, everyone laughed and laughed, and Chen Rong was ashamed.
When Zhi Zhile patted his own thigh, he cried out, "Why should the younger son be like this? Qilang is your Qilang, and you can be as a thief."
The laughter of everyone is even louder.
Chen Rong’s face has risen even more red.
She quickly lowered her head and covered her face with her big sleeves. In a blink of an eye, she hurriedly raised her head.
However, as a result, she was so sullen and full of charming eyes, staring at the lake, and she did not dare to look at Wang Hong.
Zhai Jiulang looked at her like this, and smirked and said: "The little girl is ashamed. I said that the younger son, the whole Jiankang sees the seven lang, is like a wolf, you are just a thief, you don't have to be ashamed."
Chen Rongyi also heard that whether it is Pingcheng or Nanyang, when the girls are on the beautiful men, they can all be broken and rewarded. Is she shy? "
So she lifted her chin and bravely looked at Wang Qilang.
As soon as her gaze lifted, she turned to Wang Qilang’s mouth and smiled. He took the glass from the giant man, did not care about the drifting of the boat, and after taking a sip of it, he smiled lowly: "Until today, I know that Arong really pleases me."
Chen Rongyi stunned and almost reflexively drank: "Huo", but fortunately, when she spoke, she saw Wang Hong faint, but when she was in the dark, she quickly closed.
Chen Rong bowed her head and she took a breath and said bravely: "Siluo, that, that, don't call me Qingqing."
"Oh, why?"
Wang Hong looked at her curiously.
Chen Rong’s face was bitter. She licked her long eyelashes and muttered,
How can I marry when Lang Jun is so called?
She took a breath and asked:
Arong though Despicable, but it will not be awkward to break. Lang Jun retracted what you said."
Wang Qilang glanced at her and took a glass of wine to her left hand and smiled softly. "No."
The tone is decisive.
Chen Rong glared at him and said, "I can, but what can I do?"
Wang Hongyi sun, revealing the white teeth and said faintly: "I don't do anything. You comfort yourself. In the future, Wang Haolang is a lot of gentleness and performance. Maybe this guy will marry you."
When this was said, Chen Rong was completely stunned.
This is what Zhi Zhi shouted: "Seven Lang, pay attention!"
Wang Hong stood up and turned his head. As he was so arrogant in the white, Chen Rongcai found that all the flat boats had formed a circle in the center of the lake. The first person standing on the station is Qi Zhi. He sipped a glass of wine and put it on the lake.
The glass is very light and stands firmly in the lake. At this time, Yan Zhi's right hand gently stroked, with a few laps of squatting, the wine glass swayed, and slowly turned to the direction of Yu Jiulang and Wang Hong.
As soon as the glass went away, he said: "It’s still the old rules, the wine glass is in front of who, the person is not a poem, it is playing the piano and playing the kite."
His eyes turned to the stupid Chen Rong, smirking and laughing: "Siluo, you can also call your fierce Qing Qing Fu Qin instead."
Said here, he laughed.
At this time, Chen Rong was still stupid. She blinked her eyes and turned her eyes to Wang Hong for a long time.
She slowly stood up.
Looking at this leeward, like Wang Qilang, who is in the Yunge, Chen Rong bitterly sighed and sighed: "It's over, it's over."
The sound is already mournful.
Wang Hong’s mouth was picking. At this moment, the glass had already swayed between him and Yu Jiulang.
Wang Hong took the bamboo pole from the boatman's hand and gently stroked it to the front of him. He reached out and grabbed it, then stuffed it into Chen Rong's hand and said, "It's yours."
Chen Rong finally came back, and she looked at Wang Hong with a sigh of relief. "Who isn’t the wine glass in front of anyone? Why are you going to fish it for me?"
Wang Hong smiled, he still did not answer, and next to Jiu Jiulang said with impoliteness: "Do you still ask? Your Qilang wants to appreciate the floating state of the beautiful man in the wind."
Chen Rong is not stupid, and immediately understands.
As Qiu Jiulang said, Wang Qilang did not want her to read the old things and disturbed his Yaxing. He asked her to let her go and enjoy the lake and mountains.
Thinking of this, Chen Rong smiled and said, "Okay."
This smile is extremely bright.
The giant Han handed her lyre.
Chen Rong took it and sat down.
Just as he sat down, she suddenly found out that she was still on the boat.
Instantly, her little face was white, just thinking about her own affairs, she even forgot that she was still fainting.
Her little hand is warm.
It was Wang Hong who came over and hugged her piano.
As he rang his right hand and a loud, high-pitched piano sounded, he said faintly: "Sing a song."
As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the piano was raging.
This piano sound is surging, and there is a bit of trouble in the world. But in this pain, there is a kind of high-distance, like an outsider, standing outside the red dust, looking at this disturbance.
Chen Rongzui one, sings and sings: "Today's bustling wine today, tomorrow is the day of the storm. Ask where the king has the fairy mountain, the monarch, the fairy mountain, the common people everywhere, you are in front of you, the heart is special."
I have to say that Chen Rong’s voice is very good, and there is a sense of charm in the Qingliang. There is a lingering tinge in the slight hoarseness. The song was sung by her, and she was full of luxury in the salty.
Just, this song?
The famous people looked at each other and looked at Chen Rong in a stupid way.
Bai Yi Sheng Xue, Yu Shu Qionglou-like Wang Qilang, playing and playing, with one hand press, the sound of the piano abruptly stopped.
He looked up.
He glared at Chen Rong and asked, "Is there such a distortion in the world?"
Chen Rong glared at him and said, "There is no one. If you play the piano, it will come out."
This little song is simply a slobber sentence, no rhyming, no law, no deep meaning, in front of everyone in the lake, I really can't take it, and graffiti is made to the children in a low-pitched manner. But it also has advantages, its advantages are saliva, shallow and interesting saliva.
It was written by Chen Rong temporarily.
After everyone passed by, Kyu Kyu-ro first laughed. "Schiro, it seems that your woman is deeply resentful."
Zhai Zhi is also a straight smile. "Yeah, yeah, Qilang, what have you done to annoy the beautiful woman, and have been said to be a 'custom person' and also said that you are ‘hearted?’
The middle-aged scribe also smiled and said: "It turns out that the younger son came to complain. It’s so good, it’s rare to have such a wonderful thing. Although the little girl said it, you can rest assured that it is to cut the king seven into eight pieces. Your little girl's wish."
One by one, with a band of words, they all stood on the side of Chen Rong.
Wang Hong looked up.
He smirked on his face.
The corner of his mouth slowly bent. Wang Qilang turned his head. He glanced at the crowd and said slowly: "This, Qingqing, my sentence, too, what are you doing?"
He said that this is a flirtatious relationship between him and Chen Rong...
Chen Rong is momentarily dumb.
She couldn't help but bow her head.
Flattened the flat mouth, Chen Rong whispered low, "Lang Jun is bad for my name, be careful that I will not let you go, forcing you to marry me."
Speaking of this, her tone adds a bit of anger. "And the little girls who are arranged in your family, I also see one. One, you don't think I dare."
To answer her, Wang Qilang smiled like a smile. He had to say that it was a dazzling fascination to see the people in front of them, such as Yushu. Therefore, Chen Rong was still stunned.
When he woke up, Wang Qi had filled the glass with wine, sleeved it, and sent it along Hubo.
After waking up, Chen Rong looked at his body and stood up and sighed, and decided to put the troubles behind him.
At this time, the glass has been transferred to the middle-aged man. In the midst of the storm, in the water waves, when the light boat floated, he asked the slave to take a roll of rice paper and sway it on the dragon.
Chen Rong looked at the pen that he held firmly, so that he was convinced by his temperament.
After a while, a black-and-white book appeared in front of everyone.
When the celebrities were saying good things, the wine glasses didn't know whether they were intentional or unintentional. They swayed to Wang Hong several times. Every time I sway, Wang Hong is a big sleeve and sends it away.
Wu Zhi wows and screams, "Wang Qilang, do you dare not follow the rules?"
Wang Hong squinted at him and said, "I want to be punctual, it is the rule."
This is said to be arrogant.
The celebrities laughed happily.
Kyujiro first called out, "Well, well, that's it. I want to be punctual, it's the rules. Hahaha."
Full of laughter, only Chen Rong, she looked at her eyes and looked at Wang Hong with amazement. She thought: What he actually said, ‘I want to be punctual, it is the rule’, Wang Qilang, really dare to say Ah.
Originally, she was depressed and difficult to open her mind. Can be with these people, somehow, her mood is to relax, is a lot of happiness.
Unconsciously, she is already smiling and her eyes are bright.
Wang Hong unintentionally sneaked at her, and her mouth rose, and she picked up the wine glass in the lake and looked up. As his right hand was drawn, the sound of the piano in the clear and clear water swayed between the lakes and floated into the clouds.