Mei Gongqing

The two of them are here, and Wang Hong on the side is already sinking. He strode forward and went to the ten steps in front of Chen Rong.

Just as he approached, it seemed as if he had a heart and soul, and Chen Rong looked up.

At first sight, she was Chen Hong’s face was red and red. At this moment, she suddenly lowered her head in a panic. However, she went down and she looked up in a hurry.

Chen Rong’s eyes wide open and bravely looked at Wang Hong. Her eyes have become brighter and brighter. Perhaps it was over-excited, and her hand holding the piano was a bit of a mistake.

In the crowd, snoring and laughter began.

These sounds did not seem to affect Chen Rong. She just looked at Wang Hong with her eyes shining. Slowly, she lowered her head again. At the moment of bowing her head, she smudged her white jade neck.

"Hey, this little girl, is this Fengqiu Huang actually playing for Qilang?"

A scream broke the calm and stirred up a wave!

Standing on the side of Wang Hong's side, Wang Yanlang, who was approaching her, was stunned by her eyes. When she heard this, her brow wrinkled and she stopped involuntarily.

As if answering the question of the man, Chen Rong, who was hanging down, slowly stood up, and was in the midst of a collapse, and turned to Wang Hongying for a blessing. Then, she lowered her head, letting the blue silk like a willow, floating in the white neck, in the autumn wind, she trembled, low, and screamed: "Wen Qilang is here, Arong is happy."

After a pause, she took a deep breath and shook her voice and said loudly: "Dare to ask Qilang, Arong, the phoenix of the phoenix, can you listen to it?"

Spoken in one word, quiet in the four fields!

Wang Hong is stunned.

Wang Golang was stunned.

Nanyang Wang also stayed.

Chen Yuan and Chen Wei and others are all stunned.

In a quiet, Chen Rong trembled without words. "Qu, is a folk song, a man, a vulgar person, and only a boxing mind, Wang Langjun can listen carefully."

After that, she sat down again.

The fluent, with the sound of the spring gong, floated again.

The four fields are still silent.

Countless eyes, looking at Chen Rong for a long while, turned to look at Wang Hong.

I don't know how long it took, a strange voice screamed, "Seven Lang, this little girl grows very well. If she has the heart, you will let her. Just enter the room today, round her acacia. bitter."

As soon as the voice came, Chen Rong seemed to be frightened. The fingers of the piano trembled and sent out a series of sharp hedgehogs.

When everyone stared at her, she blushes her face and bites her lip. She said very clearly: "Since the ages, I have never played the phoenix and asked for the phoenix, just to do it."

As soon as this was said, the four fields were quiet again.

Quiet is only a moment, I don’t know who is taking the lead, and a burst of laughter and laughter is getting louder and louder.

In these laughter, Chen Rong's face is white like paper. She hangs her eyes, and then she gathers a gift like this, then she picks up the piano and squats back. It is actually a song that has not been finished.

Seeing her retreat, the laughter was getting louder and louder. Later, the entire courtyard was the laughter of the young girls.

Just as the laughter grew louder and louder, suddenly, in the outside avenue, the sound of the piano was heard again.

That Chen Arong, actually the piano music that was just finished, continued to play.

Chen Wei and others are happy, a young boy wows: "Walk and go and see the little sister who dares to ask for the king."

He was awkward together, and all the teenagers brushed and moved. They followed the sound of the piano and stepped out of the courtyard.

The people just walked out of the courtyard, and a song Fengqiu Huang finally entered the tail.

After playing the last few notes, Chen Rong stood down and held the piano. She stood in the moonlight and let her hair break in her forehead. She was pale and hoarse in the night sky. The lieutenant rang, "A song phoenix seeks phoenix, and a thousand years of loneliness and injury. I thought that when Sima Xiangru played this song, I didn't know that he could pick up Zhuo Wenjun. He played this song, but he was just thinking, if you can't let it The man heard that his heart was inevitably stagnation into silk. Today, Arong is also the same, not asking for care, not asking for fruit. Just, I want Lang Jun to know."

After Chen Rong finished the sentence, holding the piano, once again facing the corner of Wang Qilang, Ying Yingfu, then turned over and did not hesitate to turn and leave.

At this time, a gust of autumn wind blowing, floating her hair between the long and the hips, rolled up the robes floating in the air, everyone burst into a groan, it seems that her figure is gradually faded.

Wang’s seven women sneered at the side: "Ah, this Chen Rongzhen is not ashamed, but dare to say that it is the way?"

When she said this, a few girls followed and laughed.

At this moment, Wang Hong frowned and shouted: "Shut up!"

Everyone has a glimpse.

In a moment of silence, Wang Hong looked up. He stared at Chen Rongyuan's figure and said slowly: "In the future, you should not smile at this because of this."

Having said that, he long sleeves and turned and left.

Until he disappeared into the arch with his servants, the crowds woke up. Chen Yuanzhang looked at the back of Wang Hongyuan's back. After a while, he only hit a shower and couldn't help but turn to look at Nanyang Wang.

At this time, Nanyang Wang, with a flat face on his face, was angered. Seeing Chen Yuan to him, he blinked and shouted: "Let's go!"

"Yes Yes."

The curtain quickly helped Nanyang Wang to walk in the direction of the carriage. When he saw Chen Yuan chasing it out, he made a look.

Upon seeing it, Chen Yuan stopped.

At this time, he discovered that during this moment, the guests in the temple had gone mostly. All that is left is the younger children, who are talking about what happened just now.

Chen Shu went to Chen Yuan's back and sighed: "I said earlier, this girl is strong, it is a hot hand, you are not listening. Now, Nanyang Wang Gang is interested in her, and has to interrupt, this Isn't it irritating him?"

What is the identity of Nanyang Wang?

Even if he likes Chen Rong again, he can't accept it now - obviously knowing that she admired Wang Shilang, it is admiration, but also disdain. Such a woman, if he is, how to face the world to ask and question?

Chen Yuan thought of this, hatefully bite his teeth, and shouted: "This can not be her! Hey, just wait for this thing to be flat, I will give Nanyang a confession!"