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Chapter 15 The Moonlight and the Wind Are Speechless

Chapter 15 Jiyueguangfeng is also speechless

The situation here was dark and gloomy, and Fang Lamei in the wall had already put on a smile and said, "I was in vain when I called you an unruly young man. Why, now I have to put a saddle on you?" "What a good girl.

How dare you make fun of me like this!" The two of them laughed for a while, and then talked about their feelings after farewell, each of which had its own article. But before they could finish, Nianji sighed: "I didn't expect Miss Lamei to be so glorious.

The moon, but it’s me, the villain, who is in the moonlight.”

Hearing the wintersweet puff, he laughed out loud: "I say you deserve to be punished! You deserve to be punished!" As he said this, he picked up the jade pot on the table on the left, poured out the nectar that looked like moonlight, and took a sip of it.

It was dull, but I only felt warm and elegant. It washed away a little of the depression. The wintersweet girl pursed her lips, smiled softly and poured another cup. Only then did Nianji look at it carefully. She saw the moonlight-like glow.

As soon as Pi Lian was put into the cup, it condensed like spring water. He looked at it and was secretly amazed.

"I didn't expect a girl to be so delicate, but it's really rare!" "You Nianji, why do I have to be so sharp-tongued?" Fang Lamei couldn't help laughing and scolding. Nianji took a sip of wine to avoid choking, so good.

It took a long time to calm down. Knowing that it was hard to explain now, I simply changed the topic. "What do you think if I invite you to teach in another library?" "I'm afraid the book may not be better than others. But if we talk about chemistry,

The idea is incorporated into the music, and the poems are translated into paintings. I call the whole Yinluo the second, I am afraid that no one dares to call the first." "That's right! That's right! This is the Miss Fang I know! In this case, I will pay attention to it.

That's it!" "It's just that my father is ill. If he leaves here, how many years can I support him?"

Listening to the increasingly low murmur, the two of them could not help but look at each other in silence.

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