Chapter 2443: 4.133 Breeze-like male
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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker
- Zi Yunxi
- 599 characters
- 2021-01-29 04:50:49
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Qiao Mu saw an 18-year-old teenager in white standing on the bow of the boat, staring down at the river with his negative hand.
The breeze is bright like a moon, and the bamboo is beautiful.
Jiang Feng blew his white robe, his long hair, gently undulating against his waist.
The cold eyes were very indifferent to the light, and they just passed slowly in front of her boat.
The turquoise bead in the girl's hand had been thrown out, so she saw ...
The bead "cooed", so he died on the opposite prow, and rolled all the way to the boy's feet.
The teenager's cold eyes floated towards her, her face covered with a bit of frost, and her eyes looked as if looking at a dirty thing like a rag.
Qiao Qiao blinked, then looked blankly at the beads left in his hands, and all of them were thrown into the river.
Facial paralysis did not roll the beads, so he looked at the opposite brother so indifferently, withdrew his gaze, and took out a string of shiny white bracelets from the inner boundary, and continued to throw them away ...
"Son!" Ling Ge hurried up the deck to see his son, his expression stiffened slightly on the bow of the ship, staring staringly at the opposite side.
He hurriedly turned his head to look at each other, but the painting was passed by Jojo.
Ling Ge only saw half the banner of an official ship, but nothing else.
There were too many ships anchoring near Langfang. The Jinbi paintings did not know what force was used. Eventually, the discussion was over. The ship that was originally parked next to Qiaoqiao was driven away and stopped by itself.
Of course, Girl Qiao was not clear about this, but just faintly heard a little commotion on the river, and soon stopped.
She played with the third string of pearls, and she was bored lying on the trunk.
Suddenly, on the opposite side of the painting with a high lantern, came out a plump woman with a half-covered face holding a pipa.
When the woman came out, half of the river surface caused a sensation, applause suddenly, and a group of laughter and noise.
"The dream girl of Wanhonglou is coming out!"
"Ha ha ha! Today is really a worthwhile trip."
"I can listen to the dream girl's pipa, it's really dead without regrets."
Qiaomu touched his small belly and threw a pearl in his hand. When he turned his head, he saw the third floor of Jin Bi's paintings parked next door and came out of a young boy in white.
It was the guy who looked at her with a rag before.
He was standing high at this moment, looking at himself indifferently, most of his eyes were scornful and disdainful.
Girl Qiao looked inexplicable, and looked down at her small body.
very good!
A fluffy pink make-up cotton jacket is covered with a brocade cape and a pink-carved porcelain doll. Where is it like a rag that has been discarded!
This person must be sick!
It is more likely that something went wrong.
As soon as Gong Qiao turned her eyes, she looked at the painting on the opposite side, the dream girl shyly embracing her pipa.
But don't say, Dream Girl plays pretty well.
Jiang Feng slowly, the sound of the lute is slow, girl Qiao feels like there is no cup of tea now!
With a touch of it, I took a cup of warm spirit tea from the inner circle and drank it while admiring the sound of the pipa opposite.
No money anyway, just listen!
If you can match the song and dance, it will not be so monotonous.
(End of this chapter)