Chapter Twenty-Nine: Poetry Contest 5

The boy in white couldn't help but laugh after hearing Han Qingyi's pair, and in the winter, he couldn't help but fan back and forth with the jade bone fan in his hand, trying to keep himself from laughing, so as not to make the girl unhappy.

"Third brother, this girl is very right, and it is also in line with this girl's identity, and the other girl is also good." The little boy said angrily.

What Ziyuan said is that in general, the two girls are right, but this son still prefers the latter one, which is quite innovative and interesting. Or, choose one for you to be a lady???? The man in white picked the little boy's chin as if he was deliberately trying to tease the little boy, and picked the little boy's chin like a flirtatious girl.

"What is the third brother talking nonsense, am I still young? The third brother doesn't have a lady himself, so he is embarrassed to come to me. I'm not afraid of other people's jokes. The little boy was immediately upset, and his face was as red as anything. I saw that there were some children.

Everyone could hear the words of the man in white very unfairly, but when they heard the little boy's words, they couldn't help laughing. Especially Han Qingyi, I like this child, he looks very cute and talks funny.

The maid who had not spoken on the side finally spoke and threw a bomb to Han Qingyi: "Sister, what is a lady?"

Han Qingyi leaned down slightly, looked at the childish girl, and said softly; "Yaya, the so-called heaven and earth have yin and yang, then husband and wife are divided into men and women, and the lady is the other half of the husband, just like the mother and the father, do you understand?"

Yaya looked at her sister as if she didn't understand, oh, I don't know if I understand.

Originally, Guo Fei'er still wanted to find trouble, but Yan Bo was told by him, so he had to reluctantly follow Yan Bo away, while Bai Qingren walked beside Zhen Ranshuang. And Han Qingyi looked at Bai Qingren with hatred, it was simply too inhuman.

Later, as the crowd became more and more, the ring was also set up, and everyone went to the ring with everyone, of course, Yan Yuanwai's son Yan Bo and his cousin Guo Fei'er walked in front, and Bai Qingren, who brought Han Qingyi, walked with Zhen Ranshuang talking and laughing, watching Zhen Ranshuang cover his mouth with a handkerchief and laugh from time to time. And Bai Qingren has a bright spring breeze. On the contrary, it was indeed Han Qingyi and the boy in white and his younger brother who walked last.

The two walked behind, and neither of them spoke first, after all, they were still too strange. And what Han Qingyi thought was that it was better not to say it if he said more, maybe this person was also here to compete. If you talk too much, you will miss the details.

If Bei Mingmo hears Han Qingyi's current thoughts, he will probably die of laughter, he Bei Mingmo is also the number one emperor businessman in the world, and he can still look at this money.

Bei Mingmo came here just to inspect the shops below, and to play with his cousin casually, and when he saw that this poetry contest was also interesting, he came to see the excitement.

"Dare to ask the girl's name?" Bei Mingmo looked at Han Qingyi with interest.

"The little woman's surname is Han Qingyi, and she doesn't know the surname of the son?" Han Qingyi thought, it would be good if he met more friends in this otherworldly continent, as the saying goes, the more friends there are, the easier the road to walk, and even the song says so, it should be right.

Bei Mingmo squinted at Han Qingyi in front of him, thinking that this girl was not afraid of life: "My son's name is Bei Mingmo. You can call me Childe Mo. Is the girl here to participate in the poetry contest?'