There's No Witch I Can't Wash

"It's nothing. I made a few doggerel poems in my free time. I don't know how Master Bai found out about it. Master Bai highly praised my works. After meeting and chatting for a while, he seemed to admire me very much." This is how he and I became bosom friends.”

Lin Ye opened his mouth so boastfully, and his appearance became shameless in Yan Song's eyes.

Master Bai appreciates talented people, Yan Song believes in this, but how can a truly talented person be as high-profile and arrogant as this man.

Look at Ben Wang again, how low-key he is, never bragging about his talent.

When it comes to writing poems, I have written many poems for Master Bai, and Master Bai also said that the ones I wrote are all rare masterpieces.

Thinking this way with some dissatisfaction in his heart, Yan Song also got into consideration, determined to make the other party make a fool of himself in front of Nangong Yingyue.

Although it's a pity not to let him make a fool of himself in front of Garden Master Bai, but surely this matter will reach Master Bai's ears in the future.

Thinking of this, Yan Song also revealed a look of surprise, and immediately opened his mouth very pleasantly.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin also met Master Bai through poetry, and this king is the same way. It seems that it is difficult to see Master Bai today. Why don't you and I compose a poem each and keep it as a gift?" How is Master Bai?"

As he made such a proposal, there was an extremely gentle smile on his face.

The same look appeared on Lin Ye's face, and he kept nodding his head as he replied.

"Okay, no problem, I like writing poetry best."

"Since it's a poem for Master Bai, naturally we can't leave Master Bai. In this case, let's write a poem on the scene of meeting Master Bai for the first time!"

After thinking for a while, Yan Song proposed the title and scope of the poems written by the two of them. Lin Ye had no objection, while Nangong Yingyue, who was sitting next to the man, showed an extremely strange look.

Meeting for the first time... She naturally remembered the scene where Lin Ye and Elder Bai met for the first time.

Because she was by the side at that time and watched the whole process.

Hmm...the two met for the first time without any clothes on, and it was the first night when they first met, and then they had a good time.

That scene was so exciting that she didn't even blink her eyes.

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but cover her face. I have to say that this kind of first meeting is really too bad.

By the way, how would Lin Ye write? Would he be able to write crooked poems about beauties who are slightly drunk and whose clothes are half uncovered, and Wushan's cloud and rain are all greedy for joy?

If she writes this, she is really worried that Yan Song will get angry and do something wrong.

If possible, she still wanted to see Lin Ye write some serious poems.

The woman thought so, and as the man continued to write, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

The man obviously did not disappoint her either, and the beautiful poems he wrote made her feel dazed for a while.

"Okay, finished writing."

In less than three minutes, Lin Ye dropped the brush in his hand, and then said carelessly.

Yan Song on the other side was taken aback for a moment, he was still conceiving, and he had already finished writing before he started writing? !

The doggerel is not so fast, he wants to see what this guy can write in such a short time.

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Speaking of the poems related to the first meeting, perhaps many people will immediately think of the poem if life is only like the first meeting.

But it's a pity that the poem's artistic conception is beautiful, but it is told in a female tone, and it is written as a complaint against the flirtatious man, so it is definitely not suitable for use here.

What other poems can be copied?

Almost immediately, Lin Ye thought of that poem, the poem that he had no chance to write that day.

It couldn't be better to use it to describe the first meeting.

Although Layman Jiaxuan's works are mostly known for being bold and unconstrained, once he becomes gentle and graceful, the words in his pen are also delicate and moving, which can arouse the purest and most beautiful emotions in the hearts of young girls

For example, Nangong Yingyue, who was beside the man now, looked at Lin Ye's writing, and the admiration and admiration in her eyes were almost overflowing.

Even the expressionless maid who had been standing beside her couldn't help but tilt her head, with a few more emotions in her eyes, as if savoring carefully.

Good poetry can touch people's hearts and resonate in people's hearts.

No matter how hard-hearted a person is, there will inevitably be a little shock in his heart.

"Okay, I want to see what kind of works Mr. Lin has written."

Yan Song spoke tentatively, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

He didn't believe that this man could write any good works in just three minutes, even if the works barely caught the eye, he would criticize them as worthless.

Nangong Yingyue couldn't hear the irony in Yan Song's words. The woman glanced at him unkindly, and then softly recited Lin Ye's words.

"Eastern wind blows thousands of trees at night, blows down, and stars rain. BMW carves are fragrant all over the road, phoenix flute sounds, jade pot lights turn, and fish and dragons dance all night.

Moth snow willow golden strands, laughter filled with dark fragrance.I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place. "

The girl's soft and weak voice seemed to be singing, which also made the lyrics a little bit more tender.

Seeing the face of the man sitting over there getting worse and worse, Nangong Yingyue also laughed more and more freely, and couldn't help but feel a hearty feeling of venting her anger.

She has long been a little impatient with this shameless crown prince who is like a dog skin plaster.

But unlike other guests, she couldn't drive this one away directly. When Elder Bai didn't want to argue with him, she had to make false claims with him for a long time every time.

"Your Highness, I don't know Mr. Lin's poem, what do you think of it?"