Su Erxiao gradually saw the man who seemed to be a farmer in front of him, but he was not as honest, dedication and simplicity as an ordinary man. On the contrary, this man was smart and slick, especially his eyes, and he was even more enthusiastic and bold, staring at someone else's place and constantly looking at him.

At first, Su Erxiao was a little disgusted, but after a few moments, the person's eyes looked like a ghost, and he followed her. Over time, he could only grit his teeth and turn a blind eye to this person's rude behavior.

Seeing that his eyes were rare to look at his eyes, he knew that he was forcing him to express his opinion. He gritted his teeth and said with a red face: "If the small song really has flaws, please correct me."

Xiao Yun's eyes fell on Su Erxiao Bai Ruxue's neck and swept it, then clasped his fists and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

He said two "Good words" suddenly, his eyes turned and he stared at Su Erxiao's chestnut.

Su Erxiao was waiting for him to correct him humbly, and suddenly saw his eyes flashing, staring at him staring at him without stopping. Even though she was a woman in Fengchen, her face turned red with shame, her eyebrows were raised, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You prodigal son, you dare to be frivolous with me, I will kill you!" After that, she was about to purgate.

"Hehe..." Xiao Yun laughed dryly in the crowd. Seeing Su Erxiao rushing towards him, he not only did not hide, but instead met him helplessly. Su Erxiao was very angry just now and his pace was extremely fast. Secondly, the two were very close to each other. When they met, they screamed: "Oh... Miss Su, what are you going to do...?"

In the crowd, Xiao Yun held xiongjia in both hands and looked at Su Erxiao in horror.

There was a whisper in the crowd, and everyone looked at the two of them curiously.

Su Erxiao's face turned red, and her pussy was undulating. She bit her red lips and looked at Xiao Yun motionlessly. Suddenly, she laughed out loud. This laugh was like the ripples in the West Lake, slowly rippling, gradually expanding her entire face, reaching the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, like a budding peach blossom.

"Miss Su, ask you a question-?" Xiao Yun stood beside Su Erxiao, coveting her ups and downs, and asked with a smile, ignoring the angry eyes of everyone on the Broken Bridge.

Su Erxiao glared at him, and his body couldn't help but retreat, fearing that this prodigal son would suddenly pounce on him and say that this guy dared to do anything. Su Erxiao was the first to believe that he was staring at his eccentric eyes with his current lustful eyes. What else did this person dare not do?

"Have Miss Su been in love?" Xiao Yun touched the saliva that had been drooling around the corner of his mouth and asked casually.

Su Erxiao was slightly stunned, "In love", he obviously had never heard of this self-talk, and he didn't know what it meant for a moment, so he glanced at Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun was lingering in the graceful figure of the house. After looking at it for a long time, he could not hear the sound. He saw Su Erxiao's angry gaze on his face. He looked extremely embarrassed. He glared at him fiercely, blushed and said, "What is that" in love?"

"Haha..." Xiao Yun didn't expect that this famous talented woman would not know "love", which was really interesting.

"Oh, this "love" means male and female love? I believe Miss Su has never experienced it?"

Su Erxiao's face turned slightly red and she murmured: "Does men and women love each other? What is love in the world? It's just that we can make life and death apart? How many times does the old wings fly? The joy and parting are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, the clouds are vast, the snow of thousands of mountains and the snow of the evening, and only who will the shadows go to." After reading these few sentences, there were tears in her eyes. The scene of the young horse being frightened at the age of fifteen appeared in her heart again.

When she was fifteen years old, she took an oil-walled car to go out for spring. At the corner of the broken bridge, she met a man riding a horse. The green horse was frightened and turned a young man away.

This situation was too suspicious, which scared her so much that she hurriedly tied the reins of the horse. Just as she got out of the car to visit her, the young man had already stood up to salute her. She felt sorry for her and smiled apologized.

The man's name is Yang Qingfeng. He was the nephew of the prime minister of the dynasty. He was ordered to go to eastern Zhejiang to do business and travel to West Lake. He saw Su Erxiao sitting in a carriage, like a fairy, and was stunned for a moment. It was not until Su Erxiao drove away that Yang Qingfeng came to his senses and quickly asked passers-by about Su Erxiao's origin and residence.

When Yang Qingfeng returned to his residence, Su Erxiao's figure always appeared in front of him, with tea and food tasteless and unable to sleep. He thought that it was not only a singing girl, but also a joy in life!

The next morning, Yang Qingfeng rode a green horse and asked someone to carry a generous gift and came straight to the Xiling Bridge.

Aunt Jia happened to come out, and Yang Qingfeng said, "I was shocked by Miss Su yesterday and let me apologize in person." Aunt Jia saw that he was not as angry as the general prince and grandson, so she went in to report.

Su Erxiao was tired of traveling to the lake and thanked guests today. She leaned against the bed, and somehow she always remembered the young man she met yesterday. Suddenly, she heard that this person was coming, and she was happy and said, "Please."

Yang Qingfeng passed through the bamboo path, winding around the pine and willows, and turned into the hall. Su Erxiao walked out of the embroidered curtain and looked at each other. Both sides were intimately affectionate. Yang Qingfeng was handsome and elegant, and praised the mountains and rivers of West Lake in his words. Su Erxiao said: "Since you love the lake and mountains, please go to the Jing Pavilion upstairs to look at it."

The poem written by Su Erxiao was posted on the wall of the mirror pavilion. When Ruan Yu recalled that "the water marks do not move, the autumn scenery is clean, and the flowers are slanted and the spring scenery is dragged down", he couldn't help but applaud him, and he even added a bit of admiration for Su Erxiao.

Yang Qingfeng pondered for a moment, and Yiyun talked with a song.

It was this song. Su Erxiao knew that he was a talented man, so he asked the maid to set up the wine and drink the two of them.

Yang Qingfeng was a romantic talented man. At this moment, facing the beautiful scenery, he took advantage of the drunkenness to recite many good sentences. Su Erxiao liked it even more, stopping the cup and playing the piano, and the melodious and lingering tunes conveyed his love.

For several days after that, the two of them met on the broken bridge. One drove to the car, the other rode a horse and swam slowly along the lake embankment and the mountain road. It was so happy.

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Chapter completed!