Lang Bohan.
He smiled faintly, but the girl in a screen window by the pavilion heard it. She immediately felt her heart trembling, and she quickly opened the curtain gently and looked at it.
She was surprised and couldn't help but tremble all over. Her cherry lips were about to open, but she felt that there was no way to complain!
oh?It turned out to be the son of the Duke Lang.
Yinxiang was also very happy. I was rude to my family. I have long admired Mr. Lang and his talent and appearance. When I saw him today, he was indeed well-known.
I have long admired the golden zhenyu festival of the girl, and my ambition is commendable.
Lang Bohan had a smile on his face, but he glanced at the curtain that was about to open but closed from the corner of his eyes. I heard that the girl's voice is the sweetest in Qiuhu. I wonder if she can cheer me up and sing a song?
If the man is happy, how dare he not follow the chanting fragrance?
Yin Xiang laughed affectionately, which really made the people in the curtain angry and jealous, staring at the intimate couple with resentment. After four years of separation, when did the husband become so pity Xiang Xiyu? She was puzzled, and because she was puzzled, she became even more jealous!
At this time, the fragrance of chanting has already played the piano and opened its lips and started singing. The delicate clouds are playing tricks, and hatred is spreading in the flying. The silver man is far away and the golden wind and jade dew meet each other, but it is more beautiful than countless people in the world. The tenderness is like water, the good time is like a dream. I am willing to look at the road back to the magpie bridge. If the love between the two is long, how can they be in the tomb day and night?
If the love between the two people is long, how can they be suffering day and night?
Lang Bohan's eyes flashed and he sighed softly. Is Mr. Lang inspired?
Yinxiang stopped and asked, Lang Bohan shook his head lightly, saying, "I have never talked about love, how could I feel like this?"It's just a silly and random thoughts.
After hearing what he said, the person in the curtain was so angry. What a man who had never talked about love. Has he forgotten everything four years ago?
Glazing at him, she gritted her teeth and hated him for no reason!
Mr. Lang, I am so ugly that I will make you laugh.
Yinxiang said softly again, Lang Bohan smiled slightly, "Miss Yinxiang's singing skills are considered the best in the world, how can she be so mean? I hope to listen to the girl's golden voice and jade throat again in the future.
The young master has over-rewarded.
Yin Xiang was flattered, but it made the people there even more jealousy. I have prepared the best wine. Why don’t the young master go upstairs together and drink a few glasses?
Yinxiang said while gently stroking her hair, which was very charming. It seemed that drinking was fake, but having something else was real.
good!
She thought he would not agree, but a little singer's invitation, but he agreed, and was very happy and immediately went upstairs with the beauty in hand...
Lang Bohan, you...
She bit her lips, tears were dripping, and shed tears in pain, shed tears silently, and the tears wet her fragrance collar, but she seemed to have not felt it. After a long time, she gritted her teeth hard, tear off her dress, put on men's clothes, and then took the sword out, and broke into Lanlou alone.
Oh, young master, which girl are you looking for?
A charming old woman came to stop her. Seeing the person coming in beautiful and handsome, she was stunned. Oh, the young master is so rich and handsome, she must find a beautiful girl. When I call the little girls, the young master will choose it himself.
don't want!
This fake guy has no intention of choosing a singing girl. I snorted, and I want to choose the best girl from Qiuhu, Yinxiang, to come to serve.
Oh, the young master is really good at seeing Yin Xiang.
The old witch smiled but didn't smile. Unfortunately, Yinxiang already had guests tonight, and she was also serving the bed, so
He smiled faintly, but the girl in a screen window by the pavilion heard it. She immediately felt her heart trembling, and she quickly opened the curtain gently and looked at it.
She was surprised and couldn't help but tremble all over. Her cherry lips were about to open, but she felt that there was no way to complain!
oh?It turned out to be the son of the Duke Lang.
Yinxiang was also very happy. I was rude to my family. I have long admired Mr. Lang and his talent and appearance. When I saw him today, he was indeed well-known.
I have long admired the golden zhenyu festival of the girl, and my ambition is commendable.
Lang Bohan had a smile on his face, but he glanced at the curtain that was about to open but closed from the corner of his eyes. I heard that the girl's voice is the sweetest in Qiuhu. I wonder if she can cheer me up and sing a song?
If the man is happy, how dare he not follow the chanting fragrance?
Yin Xiang laughed affectionately, which really made the people in the curtain angry and jealous, staring at the intimate couple with resentment. After four years of separation, when did the husband become so pity Xiang Xiyu? She was puzzled, and because she was puzzled, she became even more jealous!
At this time, the fragrance of chanting has already played the piano and opened its lips and started singing. The delicate clouds are playing tricks, and hatred is spreading in the flying. The silver man is far away and the golden wind and jade dew meet each other, but it is more beautiful than countless people in the world. The tenderness is like water, the good time is like a dream. I am willing to look at the road back to the magpie bridge. If the love between the two is long, how can they be in the tomb day and night?
If the love between the two people is long, how can they be suffering day and night?
Lang Bohan's eyes flashed and he sighed softly. Is Mr. Lang inspired?
Yinxiang stopped and asked, Lang Bohan shook his head lightly, saying, "I have never talked about love, how could I feel like this?"It's just a silly and random thoughts.
After hearing what he said, the person in the curtain was so angry. What a man who had never talked about love. Has he forgotten everything four years ago?
Glazing at him, she gritted her teeth and hated him for no reason!
Mr. Lang, I am so ugly that I will make you laugh.
Yinxiang said softly again, Lang Bohan smiled slightly, "Miss Yinxiang's singing skills are considered the best in the world, how can she be so mean? I hope to listen to the girl's golden voice and jade throat again in the future.
The young master has over-rewarded.
Yin Xiang was flattered, but it made the people there even more jealousy. I have prepared the best wine. Why don’t the young master go upstairs together and drink a few glasses?
Yinxiang said while gently stroking her hair, which was very charming. It seemed that drinking was fake, but having something else was real.
good!
She thought he would not agree, but a little singer's invitation, but he agreed, and was very happy and immediately went upstairs with the beauty in hand...
Lang Bohan, you...
She bit her lips, tears were dripping, and shed tears in pain, shed tears silently, and the tears wet her fragrance collar, but she seemed to have not felt it. After a long time, she gritted her teeth hard, tear off her dress, put on men's clothes, and then took the sword out, and broke into Lanlou alone.
Oh, young master, which girl are you looking for?
A charming old woman came to stop her. Seeing the person coming in beautiful and handsome, she was stunned. Oh, the young master is so rich and handsome, she must find a beautiful girl. When I call the little girls, the young master will choose it himself.
don't want!
This fake guy has no intention of choosing a singing girl. I snorted, and I want to choose the best girl from Qiuhu, Yinxiang, to come to serve.
Oh, the young master is really good at seeing Yin Xiang.
The old witch smiled but didn't smile. Unfortunately, Yinxiang already had guests tonight, and she was also serving the bed, so
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