Chapter 792 Qinhu Pavilion under the Moon
The night is hazy, the moon hangs high, the clear moonlight is reflected on the quiet lake, and the breeze blows across the lake and the water ripples.
Under the shining moonlight, the woman's looming eyebrows are like clear white clouds.
The bright moon is softly reflected in those eyes that are full of anger and joy. She has a pretty and delicate nose, rosy lips with no red spots, her skin is like gelatin, and her cheeks are like pink clouds.
With a willow waist that is not tight enough to be grasped, Pingting leans gracefully beside the carved wooden railing of Qinhu Pavilion, and her alluring face appears vaguely.
The woman was Huangfu Yingluo. She kept the agreed time and waited quietly by the Qinhu Pavilion for Long Mobai's arrival.
The promise I made to Long Mobai was to show my true face to the world. When I thought about facing others with my true face, I couldn't help but feel nervous and throbbing in my heart.
At the same time, Long Mobai found the location of Qinhu Pavilion after several turns.
Until he looked from a distance and vaguely saw the back of the beauty. She was wearing a yellow and white dress with wide long cuffs and a beautiful golden cloud pattern, which was particularly conspicuous in the moonlight. Her long blue hair was blowing in the breeze.
Messy and flying.
Just from that quiet, virginal figure can make people's hearts flutter.
Her nobility and holiness are like those of a banished immortal, which can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Until Huangfu Yingluo turned around and looked behind her, their eyes met, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised into a slight smile.
After seeing the other party's face clearly, Long Mobai lost consciousness for a moment and was a little fascinated.
He had many beauties and wives, but the beauty of Huangfu Yingluo in front of him made him think of Xue Luo. The two women were equally comparable to each other.
Speaking of Zhao Enya, she is slightly inferior.
However, each has its own age, and it is difficult to say with certainty as they are all chosen from a million.
"Are you stupid?" Huangfu Yingluo showed a beautiful smile.
"A little bit..."
Long Mobai laughed sarcastically, seeing that the other person's every frown and smile could captivate and haunt him.
"Come and sit down. I have prepared some food and wine. Let's have a drink together."
Huangfu Yingluo's voice tonight is as sweet as the oriole in the empty valley, and appears gentler than during the day.
Long Mobai responded: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders..."
When she came to the stone bench in the pavilion and sat down, Huangfu Yingluo behaved softly and picked up the wine bottle with her slender jade fingers to pour wine for Long Mobai.
The wine is light and mellow, and hits your nose.
Looking at the crystal clear wine in the wine glass
, Long Mobai whispered softly: "Miss Yingluo, please don't be offended if you have offended me during the day. I will apologize with this glass of wine."
"Giggle..."
Huangfu Yingluo's laughter continued, reaching Long Mobai's ears.
Seeing the other party laughing like this made Long Mobai a little confused.
Even though he had seen countless women, including many peerless beauties, Huangfu Yingluo couldn't help but become nervous when facing the true appearance in front of him.
Huangfu Yingluo held the wine glass in Long Mobai's hand, touched it lightly, and said with a smile: "You are considered the elder of the guest minister now. Just call me Yingluo. The young lady on the left and the other young lady will be in trouble."
"Okay, Yingluo...I am determined to be your friend."
After Long Mobai finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine was clear and refreshing, and it also smelled delicious in his teeth and cheeks.
Huangfu Yingluo's elegant behavior when drinking is the same as that of women in costume dramas who drink alcohol and cover it up with their other hands.
"Do you only think of me as a friend?" Huangfu Yingluo put down her wine glass and looked directly at Long Mobai with her loving eyes.
"Um!"
Long Mobai was slightly stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of Huangfu Yingluo's words.
Seeing the other party's beautiful face glowing red, I don't know if it's because of the wine, but it's really beautiful.
Huangfu Yingluo shook her head and said, "Today, I should thank you. Come... I'll toast you with this glass of wine."
Long Mobai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The wine glass was filling up, but he couldn't think of the poems of the four gay friends in his heart.
A full moon shines on the golden cup, and the full moon fills the golden cup with wine...
Half an hour passed, and the two drank several drinks in a row. Long Mobai could see that Huangfu Yingluo was in high spirits tonight, and he could see from the other person's expression that he was sincere.
"Why don't you meet people in real life."
Huangfu Yingluo's drunken tone sounded in Long Mobai's ears.
"My story is a long one..." Long Mobai was standing by the lake at the moment, looking up at the sky and smiling bitterly. He didn't expect that the other party had already seen through his true appearance.
Huangfu Yingluo took the wine glass and came to sit next to Long Mobai. She opened her lips and teeth slightly and said, "Since we are friends, you can tell me. I like to hear stories the most."
As she spoke, she put her feet into the water and kicked up the water from time to time. She had no airs in front of Long Mobai and had a great time playing.
"Well...this started when I was eleven years old..."
Long Mobai relied on a bit of drunkenness to meet Huangfu Ying.
Luo poured out his heart.
The two talked for a full hour.
After Huangfu Yingluo listened to the story told by Long Mobai, she couldn't help but think of her own past. When she was a child, her great grandfather would sometimes accompany her to look up at the night sky and look at the stars and the moon, and he would also sit by the Qinhu Pavilion like today.
Enjoying the chirping of insects around her at night, until she grew up, her grandfather in her life became her support, but now that he is gone, she has no support anymore.
Huangfu Yingluo felt lonely inside.
At the same time, she tried to calm herself down and closed her eyes.
Perhaps with the help of a bit of drunkenness, he couldn't help but lean on Long Mobai's shoulder.
However, Huangfu Yingluo couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. Thinking of her grandfather, the tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and finally fell on the back of Long Mobai's hand.
The sudden coldness made him subconsciously look down and see the water stains on the back of his hands. He looked up at the sky and mistakenly thought it was raining.
After confirmation, it was not the rain falling from the sky, but Huangfu Yingluo's tears.
"Yingluo, I will be your support." Long Mobai said in his heart, and stretched out a hand to gently hug the other party's waist. He could smell the fragrant aroma wafting from the other party's body at close range.
With the other hand, he picked up the white porcelain bottle containing wine and took a sip.
I don't know how long the two of them sat under the shining moonlight.
Long Mobai finally lay down on the grass by the lake, and fell asleep a little drunk. His feet were still soaked in the water, and Huangfu Yingluo was still leaning on his shoulder.
Until the moon was hidden in the clouds, Huangfu Yingluo's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she woke up.
Opening her hazy eyes, the first thing she saw was Long Mobai's sleeping face, with a smile on her face.
As a woman, she also longed for romance in her heart, so she leaned her head, stretched out her white neck, and pressed her warm and fragrant lips against it.
At this moment, Long Mobai was really drunk and fell into sleep completely, unintentionally feeling the softness brought to him by Huangfu Yingluo's fragrant lips.
The next morning, when Long Mobai woke up, he first looked around the entire Qinhu Pavilion, but Huangfu Yingluo could no longer be seen.
He licked his lips and found some swelling and pain. He touched it with his hand and it hurt even more.
The next second, he turned over and sat on the grass, stretched out his head and took a picture of the lake.
Chapter completed!