For Zhao Mingcheng, for the first time in his life, he realized what it means to 'have his lungs blown up'. Why is this, he Zhao Mingcheng wants to have a family background, he wants to have a good look, he has talent to learn, and he has met Li Qingzhao a few times, and he thinks that he has a good chat, but what is the result?

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, a blow in the pants! was stunned to jump out of the air with a rival in love, and when they met for the first time, they hooked up with Li Qingzhao. If you are not really unwilling, I am afraid that you will not be able to throw your sleeves away directly.

However, I haven't had a chance to touch those smooth and tender little hands. And in public, why is that guy so daring to hook? Zhao Mingcheng thought viciously, how to get back a game.

On the other hand, Zhou Shaoyu looked at Li Qingzhao's aggrieved appearance, eh, don't mention the sense of accomplishment in my heart, this is the famous Li Qingzhao, look at the person who was teased by us, cough cough, you can't think about it, you have to be serious.

However, it is precisely because Li Qingzhao looks more lively and cute now, which makes Zhou Shaoyu more determined to take her away.

Think about Li Qingzhao's words, in the early days, most of them were about relaxation, or boudoir life, or lovesickness, she was a carefree daughter at all, she didn't have to think about anything, just do what she liked.

And what about in the later stages? Li Qingzhao first suffered the loss of his father, and then Jin Bing had to leave his hometown when he went south, lost a lot of treasures, and his husband Zhao Mingcheng abandoned the city and escaped alone.

Perhaps it was this experience that touched Li Qingzhao a lot, and left many classic lyrics, so he left a name for future generations, but if she could, Zhou Shaoyu would rather she be happy like she is now.

Although even if you take her away, you will not be able to know the final outcome of the Song Dynasty sooner or later, but you haven't experienced it personally, even if your heart is painful and confused, you won't feel so strong.

And doesn't Li Qingzhao like to collect gold and stone calligraphy and paintings, he may go in any era, and find a way to get some famous notes, I'm afraid he will be very happy.

Seeing that Zhou Shaoyu hadn't spoken for a long time, Li Qingzhao couldn't help it, she pretended to be so aggrieved, but she was still indifferent, and said with some annoyance for a while: "Others have good poems and good words, I wish they could spread them out early for others to read, you are good, no one else wants to say this." ”

Zhou Shaoyu puffed out his eyes, and said in his heart, you are digging a pit for yourself, then don't blame me for beating the snake and sticking, and then nodded and said, "Well, that's right, there are really no outsiders on the side." ”

The word 'outsider' bites very hard, and there are no outsiders, so doesn't that mean that you are an 'insider'? Li Qingzhao stomped his feet in shame, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but his little finger was hooked by Zhou Shaoyu, Li Qingzhao reacted at this time, and he hooked his fingers like this for a while, so he was even more ashamed, teary-eyed, and aggrieved.

Unless Zhou Shaoyu is a fool, he will let her run away at this time, as long as this will comfort her, the relationship can take a big step forward. Otherwise, let her run away, whether she is ashamed or angry, I don't know how much effort she will have to spend to coax her back.

"Don't run, I'll read you a poem." Zhou Shaoyu said with a smile, ancient poems can't be copied, but we can copy modern poems, although the format is completely different, but the text is a good thing that can make people feel.

With the first few good verses as the foundation, Li Qingzhao was very looking forward to it, hesitated for a while, after all, curiosity prevailed, and stretched out three fingers with his other hand, and said, "At least three, all of them." ”

Zhou Shaoyu is called a happy girl, her heart is worthy of being a talented girl, she really loves poetry and loves it very much, and she can't even take care of the girl's shyness. nodded, pretending to be mysterious: "Okay, three poems are three, I can tell you, this is a poem made almost a thousand years later, of course, at that time, I didn't pay attention to any flat word cards or anything, would you like to listen to it?" ”

"Liar! No shame! Li Qingzhao felt that this person was thick-skinned, and he had come out for a thousand years, did he think that his own talent and learning could lead the way for thousands of years?

"Listen, I'm going to recite poetry." Zhou Shaoyu didn't care, coughed lightly, and said, "I'll leave quietly." As I wilted......"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm pronounced in tongues." Zhou Shaoyu was sweating profusely, and accidentally pronounced it as a northeast flavor, but Li Qingzhao couldn't understand it, and he was confused.

"Come again, uh-huh, I'm going gently, just as I came softly......" Yes, Xu Zhimo cried in the toilet, just because he couldn't smoke modern beauties, so he copied our poems.

"Hmm, that's poetry, too?" As an ancient, Li Qingzhao really couldn't accept this format for a while, but he didn't deny it: "It's a bit meaningful, is there anything else?" ”

Yes! A must have! And the next thing is to get on the dry goods! The corners of Zhou Shaoyu's mouth raised, and he looked at Li Qingzhao and said softly: "What is laughing is her eyes, lips, and the round swirls on her lips." Gorgeous as dewdrops, the smile of the flowers, the flash of the teeth hide. It was laughter—the laughter of God, the laughter of beauty: the reflection of the water, the song of the wind. ”

When Li Qingzhao heard this, his face was just a little normal and his little face turned red again, and his left hand was hooked, so he had to turn his head away, and his right hand blocked the side face in the shape of an orchid finger, embarrassed to let him look at it again.

Zhou Shaoyu's coke is broken, it's too cooperative, because of her action, her face is indeed invisible, only her hair and ears can be seen, but doesn't this just match the lower half? So he continued slowly.

It was her loose curls that laughed at her ears. Light and soft as a flower shadow, tickling sweetness, pouring into your heart. It is laughter—the laughter of poetry, the laughter of painting: the traces of clouds, the soft waves of waves. ”

Okay, this time Li Qingzhao was at a loss, when he could see her face, he said that her eyes and lips were gone, and when he turned away, he said that her curly ears were so bad.

Li Qingzhao felt that the number of blushes in his life was not as much as today, and his little heart was beating fast, a little exciting, a little happy, and of course, more ashamed.

"Do you like this poem?" Zhou Shaoyu is really bad and bottomless, everyone is ashamed to be like this, and he has to ask, even if he likes this poem, how can he be embarrassed to answer?

"You, you let go." Li Qingzhao turned around, and the sound he made was like a mosquito. She really couldn't bear it, just like a little white rabbit who fell into the hands of the big bad wolf, panicked and wanted to escape far away, otherwise she wouldn't know how to be eaten.

But how could the big bad wolf let go of the little white rabbit? What's more, for Zhou Shaoyu, there is really a feeling of being in love, why is Li Qingzhao, who is as pure as a little white flower, so likable?