Chapter 27: Poetry Contest 3

"I don't know this girl's name?" Before Han Qingyi could reply, Bai Qingren looked at the woman in front of him with interest.

As soon as she saw that the attitude of the beauties was different, Han Qingyi silently despised it in her heart, she was really the true "color" of men in the world. It seems that it is the same whether it is ancient or modern. You don't know the old lady's ability, but it's better to find out the size of the situation before making plans.

"My father, Jinshan County, is Zhen Yan, and the little girl's surname is Zhen Zhen. Childe can call the little girl to dye cream. Did Childe come to participate in the poetry with the girl next to him? After that, Dye Shuang blessed himself slightly, and Bai Qingren replied with a flat salute. The waist is bent, and the posture between the blessings is enchanting, like everyone's ladies, and it is impossible to see that it is the daughter of the county order.

Han Qingyi looked at the little fairy in front of her, the scene is not right, why am I not the one who crossed over, I don't ask for any prime minister's daughter, what county lord, what the world's first talented girl, everyone came through with a respectful title: village aunt. Other crossing heroines, that is a lot of beautiful women are jealous, and beautiful men who want to die and live want to follow the heroine's side, just to take a look. Why did I come here, it was completely different.

Han Qingyi looked at Zhen Dye Cream with envy in her eyes.

"Why does this girl keep looking at the little girl? Could it be that there is something wrong with the little girl's face? Zhen Ranshuang looked at Han Qingyi inexplicably, she couldn't stop thinking about it, and she couldn't pose any threat if she thought about it, but her performance completely broke her thoughts at this time, and she underestimated the enemy.

"It's okay, Miss Han probably also looks beautiful at the frost girl, the same as below? It turns out that the girl is the leader of the last session, and she has heard the girl's name for a long time, and it is better to meet if she is really famous, and the girl is even more famous. Bai Qingren explained in front of Zhen Ranshuang, praying for a favor.

Han Qingyi was a little angry after hearing this, if you like it, just say yourself, why are you dragging me down, do you know what I'm thinking? If you don't understand, just talk nonsense over there, and use me to set off her!!! Damn Bai Qingren, he has the opposite sex and no humanity, he really misjudged him before. I thought you were my hero! Engage in it for a long time, nothing.

"Miss Zhen, I did come to participate in the poetry competition, the little woman's family is poor, only relying on the lottery, but the little woman has always believed that there are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, and there are more strong players in the strong. In this poetry competition, who will kill the deer, I don't know yet? Do you think that's the reason? Han Qingyi looked at the person in front of him with confidence, since it is already like this, since I have already come, then I must do my best, can the essence of five thousand years up and down at noon still cure you.

"What this girl said is very true, Ziyuan, did you hear it, there are people outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people." The speaker was a young man with a jade face, gently shaking the fan, and said to a young man beside him.

White clothes and black hair, clothes and hair are gently moving with the breeze, not tied or tied, slightly fluttering, lining luster flowing, and the eyes are flashing with a thousand kinds of glazed light.

What a handsome boy! Everyone silently read it in their hearts.

Han Qingyi looked at it even more stunned, unable to take her eyes off it, even the first beauty in Jinshan County looked at the boy in white like a nymphomaniac, not to mention Guo Fei'er, if Yan Bo hadn't stopped her, she would probably have pounced.

These women, seeing a beautiful man, are like nymphomaniacs, haven't they seen a man? Except for the boy in white and the boy next to him, the men present had a more or less inexplicable feeling compared to the boy in white.