But through the curtain, you can still see the slim figures of the two.

One of them sat on a chair with a pipa in his arms.

As the sound of the pipa rose, another person danced gracefully.

Looking at this scene, many people began to complain in a low voice.

Even Mr. Hong said to Ning Meng with dissatisfaction:

"This is what we can see? We also have a gauze tent, why don't you put a quilt on it?"

Ning Meng chuckled, and she whispered:

"This is called "Hanging the pipa half-covering your face. Aren't you men all like this? The more you can't see, the more you want to see. The more you can't get, the more you want to get. Isn't it right?"

I listened, but I was secretly impressed.

It must be admitted that the Orchid Sect Master is a marketing expert.

At least, she knows how to grasp a man’s mind.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, they still watched with relish.

The woman holding the pipa and singing, her voice was gentle, like a nightingale.

What she sang was not a popular song, but a Su Ping.

"Plant plums and plant bamboos near the deep boudoir, and intersect with bamboo and plums from generation to generation.

Plums are accompanied by bamboos, and bamboos are accompanied by plums.

It is difficult to keep the bamboo when the plum blossoms are about to leave, and it is difficult to get rid of the plum blossoms if they want to keep the bamboos together.

…………”

I know nothing about Suzhou Pingtan.

But hearing this sound made me tremble all over.

Although it is a singing style, it makes me feel extremely familiar.

I was even wondering if I heard it wrong.

But I was trained by Master Liu since I was a child, and I was very smart in my ears and eyes.

I believe that I can't hear it wrong.

The melodious tune makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

But my heart is overturned.
Chapter completed!