Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 180 The Blood-stained Painting ([-])
The most beautiful thing is the elegant demeanor between the girl's brows, which is bright and moving.

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Lantern Festival.

At night in the streets of the capital city, the surrounding lights are bright, the music and the aroma of wine in the red house and restaurant are intertwined, and the singing and laughter are intertwined. It is a very lively scene.

Chaoyang walked on the street swaggeringly with a maid.

Vendors on both sides of the street were hawking, there were scholars and girls saluting each other with blushing faces, there were peddlers haggling with customers, there were rich and powerful fat men laughing and berating Fang Qiu as they walked by, and there were Hu merchants selling fine wine and blankets in unfluent language.

Chaoyang came to a well-known Marriage Bridge in the capital. There was a Marriage Tree over there. From time to time, a group of people surrounded the tree and hung red threads on it.

When there were fewer people over there, Chaoyang walked over with his head poking his head. The little girl glanced at the huge and ancient tree, holding a red rope in her thin white hands, and frowned in confusion.

She asked the maid next to her, "Bai Shao, do you think the red string should be hung as high as possible?"

Bai Shao wondered: "Small, miss, do we really want to hang this up? We ran out secretly this time. If the master and wife find out, the slaves' skins will be ripped off..."

She was interrupted by Chaoyang before she finished speaking, and the little girl glared, "Of course, the reason why I came to this place is to hang this red string, otherwise why would I work so hard to come out!"

Bai Shao had a bitter face, "I can't hang this servant."

At last.

Chaoyang climbed up the marriage tree by himself, and the little girl, with her thin arms and legs, was dragged on the tree and couldn't get down.

"Help!"

The little girl hugged the big tree tightly with her white and tender arms, and howled loudly, refusing to let go.

Bai Shao is also anxious to dry under the tree.

"Pfft."

A male voice came from the tree, a clear boyish voice with a hint of teasing.

There were also two traces of tears on Chaoyang's face, he raised his head in a daze, and it caught his eyes.

is a teenager.

To be precise, he is an extremely good-looking young man.

Ink blue brocade gown, high bundle of jade crown.

The eyebrows are exquisite like ink painting, and the eyes are like cold stars.

A tear mole at the corner of the eye added a bit of evil to the original delicate face.

He leaned on the branch of the tree, resting one hand behind his head, holding a jug of wine with the other slender white hand, and pouring a sip from time to time with his head raised, his posture was so coquettish and unrestrained.

At this time, the boy glanced at Chaoyang, and said with a half-smile: "Little girl, do you need help?"

"want."

Chaoyang nodded honestly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were a little innocent and pitiful.

Qi Jue smiled.

"You girl, it's really fun..."

The boy turned over neatly, clasped the little girl's waist with his slender white fingers, and hugged her down.

Qi Jue lowered his head slightly, his picturesque clear eyebrows approached Chaoyang, the young man lowered his head and smiled slightly, "Girl, are you scared?"

Chaoyang stared blankly.

The little girl said softly, "No, it's all right."

Struggling to get down from the boy's arms, Chaoyang carefully looked at the man in front of him.

A young man with a straight and slender figure, with picturesque eyebrows, about seventeen or eighteen years old, as handsome as an orchid orchid and a jade tree.

This guy is so pretty...

This was Chaoyang's first reaction.

Glancing at the red string in the little girl's hand, Qi Jue chuckled, "Seeking marriage?"

Facing Qi Jue's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Chaoyang blushed and said angrily, "Yes, can't you?"

After stomping his feet, Chaoyang pulled Bai Shao behind him and ran away.

Qi Jue didn't chase either.

Standing at the intersection of the dimly lit street, the young man in Yushu Linfeng, with delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, is extremely gentle.

He seems to have found his marriage.

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(End of this chapter)