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When Chen Rong came over, there was a clatter, and a flat boat broke through the waves, and Wang Hong's light boat rushed to the shore.

Wang Hong took two steps and extended his right hand to Chen Rong.

His long figure rises and falls with the waves. Under the sunlight, the crystal clear and high eyes, with a smile, staring at her tenderly.

Chen Rong faced such a look, somehow, her heartbeat missed a beat, she quickly bowed her head to avoid his gaze, and secretly thought: This guy is too handsome and has a means for women, I have to Only avoid his eyes to talk to him.

While she was still meditating, Wang Hongxiu’s big white hand had grasped her fleshy little hand.

Hands clasped together, and Chen Rong's little hand shook again, and he wanted to draw back reflectively.

At this moment, Wang Hong's right hand tightened, preventing her from pulling back.

He took her hand and gently pulled it, and led her to the flat boat.

However, when he reached the flat boat, he still didn't let go of Chen Rong, but instead led her like this and walked towards the head of the boat.

Chen Rong stopped.

She lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and whispered, "Release."

The tone is a little bit tough and armed.

Wang Hong turned his head, his eyes narrowed at her, and he smiled softly: "Who is Qing Qing talking to? Such a hard tone?"

Chen Rong's face was redder. She bit her lip and said bitterly, "I am still unmarried."

"Oh." Wang Hong nodded. He turned his head disapprovingly and continued to lead her forward. "I know this." A look of nonsense you said.

Chen Rongchao glanced around. At this glance, she suddenly became restless, and saw seven or eight celebrities staring at herself and Wang Hong smilingly, all of them were watching the show.

Chen Rong was so embarrassed that her head was buried in her chest. She quickly moved forward, let Wang Hong lead, and walked to the head of the boat.

On the boat's head, the two sets were firmly tied with iron wire. On the table, wine and meat, as well as a piano, were placed.

Wang Hong sat down on the collapse, lifted his right hand slightly, and pointed towards the opposite side, "Sit down."

Chen Rong sat down submissively. As soon as the two sat down, the giant man's hand at the end of the boat stretched out, and the flat boat was like a sword.

As the light boat came out, Chen Rong shook involuntarily: She came from the north. Although she likes to whip riding horses, she is a complete dry duck. The water was rippling like this, the boat was undulating, her eyes were a little flowery, and her legs were a little soft.

Chen Rong glanced back, holding the wine glass in both hands, forcing himself to stop looking at the billowing waves.

At this time, Wang Hong’s soft voice came across from her, "Qing Qing Qing just seems to have something to tell me?" As soon as his voice fell, the light boat drove into a vortex, and suddenly turned around, Chen Rong With a panic, he leaned back in his hands and held something, and his small face was pale.

After a while, the boat body finally stabilized. Chen Rong called for a long breath and suddenly found that the place he pressed was very warm.

She turned her head.

At this point, her small face was hot and red. It turned out that she was firmly supporting Wang Hong's arm. This is actually nothing, the point is that she leans forward, and the whole person puts on a standard posture.

At this moment, Wang Hong's wine glass has been transferred to his left hand, and he extended his right hand to let Chen Rong hold it up, his mouth slightly raised and his smile shallow.

When Chen Rong looked at him with blushing, Wang Hong raised his eyebrows and said very softly, "You are seasick? If not, come to my arms."

"No!"

Chen Rong immediately whispered, she hurriedly withdrew her hands, anyway, the person in front of her already saw her timidity, she clasped the boat row with her hands firmly.

At this point, she finally stabilized, and Chen Rong was calm.

She has a certain heart and glances left and right again. Seeing that everyone was looking at the surrounding lake scenes and the green mountains, they were relieved and turned to Wang Hong.

Looking at this man at such a close distance, Chen Rong found that Wang Hong was not only very handsome, but also had a faint glow on his face. In addition, his eyes are extremely clear and high, so that at first sight, people will take it away, and God will move it.

Looking at it, she suddenly discovered that she had been with this man for so long. She didn’t see his facial features until then, so she dared to look at him directly, and she would not be scorched by his face.

Just as Chen Rong stared at him, a sharp and clear laugh came from behind, "When this girl looks at Wang Qilang, her eyes are burning like a thief." It was Huan Jiuro's voice.

The words spit out, everyone laughed, and Chen Rong was ashamed.

Yan Zhile was patting his thigh while yelling: "Why is this, little sister-in-law? Qilang is your Qilang, your eyes are burning like a house thief."

The crowd's laughter was louder.

Chen Rong’s small face rose even more red.

She quickly lowered her head and covered her face with her big sleeves. In a blink of an eye, she quickly raised her head again.

It's just that in this way, she was watery, with charming eyes, staring firmly at the rippling place of the lake, stunned to look at Wang Hong.

Huan Jiulang saw her like this, and laughed strangely: "Little aunt is ashamed. I said little aunt, the whole girl of Jiankang is like a wolf when he sees Wang Qi. You are just like a thief. Ashamed."

When Chen Rong heard it, no matter whether it was Pingcheng or Nanyang, when the girls confronted the beautiful men, they were all forced and rewarded. Does she need to be shy?

So, she lifted her chin and looked bravely at Wang Qilang again.

She looked up and met Wang Qilang's mouth with a smile. He took the wine glass from the giant and ignored the flatness and took a steady sip. He smiled and said: "Until today, I didn't know that A Rong really pleased me."

Chen Rong was stunned and almost drank the word "nonsense" reflectively. Fortunately, when she saw one of her mouth, she saw Wang Hong lightly glance at, but closed her eyes slightly.

Chen Rong lowered her head. She took a breath and said courageously: "Qilang, that, that, don't call me Qingqing."

"Oh, why?"

Wang Qi looked at her curiously.

Chen Rong's face was bitter. She blinked her long eyelashes and murmured, "How can Arong get married after being called by Lang Jun?" She took a breath and begged: "A Although Rong is mean, he will never be concubine. Lang Jun take back what you said."

She shook her right hand gently, and Yu Pei slipped into the palm, "There is this, take it back."

Wang Qilang glanced at her, picked up a glass of wine and put it on her left hand, and smiled softly, "Do not accept."

The tone is decisive.

Chen Rong stared at him, lowering his voice and anxiously said, "But, what can I do?"

Wang Hongyi exposed his snow-white teeth and said lightly: "Not much. You just comfort yourself like this. In the future, you will be gentle and behave in front of Wang Qilang. Maybe this guy will marry you as a wife."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Rong was completely stunned.

At this time, Zhi Zhi shouted: "Qiro, pay attention!"

Wang Hong stood up and turned his head. As he was standing in the wind in white, Chen Rongcai discovered that all the flat boats had formed a circle in the middle of the lake. Standing at the top is Zhi Zhi. He filled a glass of wine and put the glass towards the lake.

The wine glass is very light and stands firmly in the lake water. At this time, Zhi Zhi swipes gently with his right hand, and with a few circles of ripples, the wine glass is rippling, slowly turning to the direction of Huan Jiulang and Wang Hong.

As soon as the wine glass left, Yin Zhi shouted, "It's still the old rule. Who is in front of the wine glass? That person is not a poem, so he has to play the piano and play the kite."

He glanced at the silly Chen Rong, and said with a smile: "Qilang, you can also call your fierce Qingqing Fuqin instead."

Here he laughs.

At this time, Chen Rong was still dumb and silly. She blinked her eyes for a long time before turning her eyes to Wang Hong.

She stood up slowly.

Looking at this leeward wind, like Wang Qilang, who is like a man in the cloud pavilion, Chen Rong grimaced and sighed, "It's over, it's over."

The voice is already howling.

Wang Hong's mouth was picking up, and at that moment, the wine glass was already between him and Huan Jiulang.

Wang Hong took the bamboo pole from the boatman and stroked the wine glass in front of him. He reached out and grabbed it, then stuffed it into Chen Rong's hand and said, "It's your turn."

Chen Rong finally recovered, she stared at Wang Hong with a wink, wondering: "Isn’t that who the wine glass is in front of anyone? Why do you want to fish it up for me?"

Wang Hong smiled, and he hadn’t answered yet. Huan Jiulang next to him said unkindly: "Why do you need to ask? Your Qilang wants to appreciate the floating state of the fiddle in the beauty wind."

Chen Rong is not stupid, and immediately understood. As Huan Jiulang said, Wang Qilang didn't want her to think about it all the time, and disturbed his Yaxing. He asked her to be happy and enjoy the lake and mountains together with him.

Thinking about this, Chen Rong smiled and said, "Okay."

This smile is extremely bright.

The giant man holding her lyre and handed it over.

Chen Rong took it and sat down.

As she sat down, Chen Rong suddenly discovered that she was still on the boat.

In an instant, her small face turned white. Just now she was thinking about her own affairs, but she forgot that she was still seasick.

Her little hand warmed up.

Wang Xian leaned over and hugged her piano.

As his right hand was pulled, when a melodious sound of the piano floated out, he said lightly: "Sing a song."

When the voice fell, the piano sounded like a tide, and it came turbulently.

The sound of the piano, surging and surging, is a bit of the pain of running around the world, but in this pain, there is a kind of lofty, like an outsider, standing outside the red dust, watching this disturbing.

Chen Rongzui, sang softly, "Today's prosperous and today's wine, tomorrow's turmoil and tomorrow's boat. Ask the king where there is the fairy mountain, Jun Yue, fairy mountain without, the common people everywhere, this in front of you, the heart is very ruthless!"

It has to be said that Chen Rong's voice is excellent, and there is charm in the clarity, and there is a slight husky in the slight hoarseness. The song was sung smoothly by her, and it showed the luxury in the idleness.

Just, this piece?

The celebrities looked at each other and looked at Chen Rong foolishly.

Sheng Xue in white, Wang Qilang like Yushu Qionglou, playing with his hands and pressing his hands, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

He looked up.

He looked at Chen Rong and asked, "Is there such a slang in the world?"

Chen Rong stared at him and replied, "It didn't exist originally. As soon as Jun played the piano, it came out."

This little song is just a slobber sentence, without rhyme, illegitimacy, and no deep meaning. In front of everyone in the lake, I really can’t get it out, so low like a random graffiti of children. But it also has advantages, its advantage is saliva, shallow saliva looks interesting.

It was written by Chen Rong temporarily.

After everyone was stunned, Huan Jiulang took the lead in laughing, "Qi Lang, it seems that your woman is very grieving."

Ying Zhi also laughed, "Yeah, yeah, Qilang, what did you do to annoy the lady, was said to be "a vulgar one", and also said you are "heart-hearted"?"

The middle-aged scribe also smiled and said: "It turns out that the younger aunt came to complain. This is a good thing. Although the younger aunt said, you can rest assured that you cut Wang Qi into eight pieces. Just like your little aunt's wish."

One by one, the words and jokes are all on Chen Rong's side.

Wang Hong raised his head.

He met Chen Rong with a smug look.

The corner of his mouth slowly turned, Wang Qilang turned his head, he glanced at the crowd, and said slowly: "Here, Qingqing, my sentence, what are you doing together?"

He said that this was a scorn between him and Chen Rong. . . . . .

Chen Rong was dumb for a moment.

She lowered her head helplessly.

Chen Rong, Chen Rong hummed low, "Lang Jun ruined my reputation, be careful that I rely on you, and force you to marry me."

Speaking of this, she added a bit of cruelty to her tone, "Also, the girls who are arranged in your family, I also saw one of them. Hum, you don’t think I dare."

It was Wang Qi who smiled rather than smiled to answer her. It has to be said that the people in front of me are so beautiful, and they are as bright as a jade tree. Therefore, Chen Rong froze again.

When she woke up, Wang Qi had filled the glass with wine, flicked her sleeves, and sent it along the lake to the far away.

After waking up, Chen Rong sighed at his standing position facing the wind, and decided to suppress his troubles before talking.

At this time, the wine glass has been transferred to the middle-aged scribe. Just in the storm, in the water, when the light boat drifted, he made the slaves bring a roll of rice paper and swayed on it.

Chen Rong looked at the pen he held firmly, so that his temperament was relaxed, and he secretly convinced.

In a moment, a pair of dark running scripts appeared in front of everyone.

When the celebrities said good things, the wine glass did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and swung to Wang Hong several times. Whenever he swayed, Wang Hong would roll a big sleeve and send it away.

Yingzhi yelled and annoyed: "Wang Qilang, how dare you not follow the rules?"

Wang Hong squinted at him and said: "I want to be punctual, it is the rules."

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The celebrities laughed.

Huan Kyuro took the lead in shouting: "Okay, okay, that's what it is. I want to be punctual, it's the rules. Hahaha."

In the laughter, only Chen Rong, she blinked and blinked, looked at Wang Hong with surprise, thinking: He actually said, "I want to be punctual, it is the rule", he Wang Qilang, how dare to say .

Originally, she was depressed and hard to open her mind. But with these people, somehow, her mood is relaxed, it is a lot happier.

Unconsciously, she was full of smiles and bright eyes.

Wang Hong inadvertently glanced at her, her lips raised, and her hand picked up the wine glass in the lake and raised her head to drink. As he drew a stroke of his right hand, a melodious sound of Qingyuan wafted between the lake water and drifted into the white clouds.

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