Chapter 702: BOSS is a traitor 39

A group of people have already determined that the North Rain can't make poetry.
"You are right, the game, you can do it at will." Bei Yuxi does not admit it or deny it, and her behavior has made them more determined.
Ge Hong and others began to make corresponding poems based on the words written on the note.
Bei Yuyu listened to the poems of several people and felt good. In the end, only three people remained, and the three people of Bei Yu, Zuo, and Li Mengmen did not start.
Li Mengmeng said: "It is better to let the left adult first, and our two women as the back."
The beauty is open, and the group of people who have been convinced by the beautiful woman naturally agree with it.
Left 宸 did not refuse, directly pulled out.
"Jun He sees the water, Yunmeng Zeyu is a ghost. I look at the mountains, the fog is sorrowful."
If you look at me, you will see a lotus flower. If I look at the king, it will be a trace of the smoke.

"Left Master, this word makes me wait."
The northern rain stunned, followed by a sigh, "Good poetry."
Li Mengmeng said that Yingying said: "I have long heard that the talents of the left and the big are full of talents. It is a true name to be seen today. It is my good fortune to hear the poems of adults."
Left-handedly said a few words, "Over-reputed."
Ge Hong looked at Li Mengmeng and Bei Yuqiu. Of course, most of them stayed on Li Mengmeng's body. Beiyuyu was attached.
"The next two girls, I don't know who is first?"
Li Mengmeng looked at Bei Yuyu with a smile. "North sister, do you please?"
Bei Yuyu refused to say: "I still ask my sister first."
Li Mengmeng does not seem to reject her intentions. "The sister is ugly first."
Everyone looked forward to Li Mengmeng in their eyes. In their eyes, Li Meng's dreamer is a beautiful person, beautiful in dance and high in piano. He is a full-fledged talented woman, and for poetry, it must be no problem for them.
"The title of the left-winger is the seven poems with flowers."
After Li Mengmeng finished, he was slightly indulged, holding a fan, and whispered softly: "There is a sense of rest, and everyone is not old. If the village is not blowing the plums, whoever snow frost is full."
Her voice just fell, and Ge Hong couldn't help but sigh.
"Good poetry."
"Li girl is a talented woman."
A group of people are facing her for another burst of praise.
Li Mengmeng was ashamed and shy, saying: "Don’t dare to be, don’t dare to be.

The lingering light in her eyes noticed the reaction of Zuo Yu, and her expression never changed. She could not see whether he was satisfied with his poetry.
"Left Master, I don't know if my poetry is still satisfactory?" Li Mengmeng did not guess, and asked him directly.
The left hand picked up the teacup and gently sipped a sip, and faintly returned the words, "Yes."
After Ge Hong and others heard it, they all looked worried and looked at the beautiful woman. They were afraid that the beautiful woman would be heartbroken after hearing it.
Li Mengmeng looks as usual, no loss, still faint smile, "Zuo Daren, the right comment. It seems that the little girl still needs to learn more."
Zuo Yu is no longer taking the call.
Li Mengmeng turned the subject intelligently. "Northern sister, you are left alone now."
Bei Yuyu looked at the request on the note. "With love, you must have hate and bitterness."
If she is really just a girl's house, she may only have ignorant love, a ignorant love for love, but she doesn't know what 'love' is, but she doesn't understand it. It is both 'love' and how she hates. 'And 'bitter'.
Li Mengmeng’s such a problem is a bit difficult for a woman who has not left the cabinet. Because she cannot understand, it is natural to make a good sentence.