Chapter 299: The God of Qi Ping (Seeking a monthly ticket)

When Qi Ping walked towards Miss San, many eyes in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion voted for it.

There are those who watch the drama, hold the mentality of glory and disaster, and what methods will be simply curious about Qi Ping.

But among the many speculations, there is no one in front of you.

The grape stand is still a long distance from people, so it has not been able to hear Qi Ping's words.

Therefore, I just saw him walking over, and seemed to say something. Even if he sat down generously, he then talked warmly.

Two people sitting side by side on the bench, in front of the rivers in the house, and the black tent boats moor on the river. Many young men and women seem to be embellished with the background.

"How can I ..."

"Miss San didn't drive him away?"

"I read it right."

After a brief quiet, there were many whispers of theft, and then more people who had not yet noticed here also attracted it.

Caused more surprises. As a local person, more or less, he has heard the rumors of this proud and lonely girl.

In the past, the young talent who launched the charge to him can excrete a street.

No matter how good it is, it is defeated, but today, a guy who has done a lot of talents has done a lot of talents.

How can it be surprising?

Even the second lady who hosted the banquet was stunned, and the accident was extremely unexpected.

"Who is that person?"

Thinking back, he said, "It seems like Chen Jibu's boss, the nephew."

The rest of the people heard the words, and it became more strange. Some people said, "Xu is the two people know?"

The girl who called "Red Girl" shook her head and said:

"I led the son to the latrine before, and he had never seen Miss San."

Speaking, the eyes are a little surprised.

After confirming that the two were not old consciousness, Qi Ping's identity was also very common, some young people suddenly suddenly moved.

"Could it be that Miss San has changed her temperament recently?"

They are much better than Qiping.

Therefore, it is natural to think very naturally, and Xu is Wu Qingyan turned his temperament.

This is the age of 28. It is very normal for the beginning of love. People of this age have changed their temper, and their ideas are common.

For example, before this is ignorant about men and women, or conflict with heart, it may not necessarily have to think about it recently ... Do you want to try it again?

At this point, many young people looked at each other, and they were suddenly alert. Even the extraordinary prince had some movement.

Think about how to find a chance to perform.

Fortunately, most of them are decent sons and ladies. They will not be staged a rough drama. Even if Qi Ping is kicked away in the heart, the idea of ​​replacing it will not show it.

Otherwise, one seems to have a small gas volume, and on the other hand, it will not give the owner face.

Nympho

Under the grape rack, Qi Ping ignored the envy and jealousy of his back stabbing, but only used the tone that only two people could hear, painted voices, and described the opinion of the big meeting.

Set yourself into one of the viewers who are onlookers. From the storm before chess and war, it has been said to the Taoist war.

The process itself Wu Qingyan knows, but the same story, different people, the perspective, is different.

Besides, Qi Ping is a witness. He shakes out the details, which is far more vivid than the text on the newspaper, and the rumors of the businessman.

At first, Xuanyi Girl was still stretched, and she saved the idea of ​​"listen to it", but soon, she was immersed in the story.

When it comes to "Dao Zhan", Qi Ping lowered her voice. In order to hear clearly, she moved subconsciously and sat close to her. The face was completely focused on serious and serious.

This scene fell in the eyes of the audience, and the two were intimately moved. The sour seemed to eat lemon.

"... When it was, Qi Gongzi only used a ring ruler to break the Guanyin method of Zen son.

Qi Ping said.

Xuanyi Girl was so embarrassed, and the original arrogant expression had disappeared, and I couldn't help asking:

"How did he do it? In the fantasy realm for 20 years, how can he be able to play the Zen son of that God?"

Qi Ping smiled slightly and admired:

"If others are others, it is naturally impossible, but then Qi Ping is different. This person is shocked and talented. What is even more powerful is that he is in the Dharma and has experience.

Blow himself, and he heard Wu Qingyan stunned.

Her understanding of Qi Ping was originally limited to rumors. In her opinion, she was exaggerated. But now, when she hear the "self -deperend" of "Chen Ping", she feels that it is much trusted.

When Qi Ping talked about the two -person meditation, Zen son awakened a section, and clearly saw the girl in front of her showing her longing ...

Well, it looks a typical pair of practice. The extraordinary field is full of curiosity ... If it is a powerful practitioner, it will not be the reaction ... Qi Ping silently analyzes.

At the same time, she became more curious about her situation.

At this time, there was a voice calling the two behind him. Qi Ping took the opportunity to end the story, break a chapter, turn his head to look at the direction of the banquet, and say:

"It's like calling us over."

Immediately, stand up.

The girl Xuanyi opened her mouth and opened her mouth, and she felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that he wanted him to finish the Taoist battle.

But in the end, it still maintained a proud manner, and there was no opening.

Pretending to be unwilling, stand up and stand up.

Oh ... she is very reluctant to my story, and it really is not a deep character in the city. After all, she is not very old ... I have a little accurate, and it is not difficult to contact ... Qi Ping thought.

Think about what ways, and go further.

The two returned to the banquet side by side, and when they saw a white skirt, the second lady attracted everyone and said:

"Someone only proposed to throw the pot. I thought, and everyone came to participate."

Pin the pot, in some brisk banquets, it is a more common game. The key requirements are also low. If you have any hands ...

Unlike the wine order, poetry, and essays, the big family is more elegant, and the poems are used to make poetry. Many businessmen have children who are not good at.

As the host of the banquet, there is an active atmosphere of active obligation. Choosing a low -threshold game is considered to be attentive.

When everyone heard it, they applauded. A yellow skirt woman laughed: "So many people are together, there must be a colorful head."

Miss Er had been prepared for a long time, waved, and the girl next to her with a tray came out, pulled the red cloth, and it was a very beautiful golden.

Looking at it, the cost is expensive.

The women present were bright, and even Wu Qingyan couldn't help but glance.

No one does not love this exquisite jewelry.

Miss Er laughed: "I used this thing as a colorful head, Honger, took the rattan pot up."

"yes."

The girl who called the Red Girl was gone. After a while, they led a group of people to send the rattan pot and arrows. Everyone walked to a grass and put the vine pot into a row.

Miss Er's explanation rules are also very simple. There are three people per person. They do not hit the wine.

"Son, this is yours." A girl handed the arrow to Qi Ping, and her eyes were curious.

"I don't meet this." Qi Ping said honestly, he hasn't played much.

Next to, the prince came over and laughed: "Just play."

"That's it, that is." Several young people started to coax, but their eyes looked at Wu Qingyan, and they all had some expressive thoughts.

Alas, is this going to take me as a green leaf and set off my glory ... Qi Ping saw through the thoughts of the people at a glance, and laughed secretly.

In his status, he was not necessary to compete with this group of businessmen, but ... it was also interesting.

Next to, Wu Qingyan, who was proud of his expression, also squeezed three arrows, looking at Jin Yan in the tray.

Nympho

After preparing, a group of men and women pulled into a row on the grass. Miss Er held a small color flag and shouted:

"start."

A arrow is gone, and it falls like a heavy rain.

The first round is relatively easy, most of them have been invested, and a small part of the penalty.

In the next few rounds, with the vibrant pot, many people have lost.

Wu Qingyan supported the third round and lost. Although she didn't care, she flashed a trace of disappointment in her eyes.

The rest of the women, because of lack of strength, also lost, became the audience, and even cheered for some familiar men, looking forward to getting them for them.
To be continued...