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Text Chapter 865 Peach Blossom Spring

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    "Third sister, then we just sit back and watch this good opportunity slowly pass by? I think it's a pity," the tall man complained repeatedly in a low voice.

    The female doctor was unmoved, shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "Now that Sun Changhe is still locked up in the security office, can people outside cause such a big disturbance? Only after Sun Changhe was released, the cases we did  Talent was framed on him, and Sun Changhe Weiwei had been careless for so many years. This time he was so careless. He had lost such a big face this time. How could he not retaliate? As long as he retaliates, let's just follow the trend and just do it.  It's all his, and as long as our revenge is in place, if the news comes out from the outside, it will be said that Mr. Sun has found the situation. In this way, Sun Changhe will have to admit that this matter is true even if he is just seeking this false reputation.  He did it. Didn't you see? Those foreigners, whenever something scary happens somewhere, many organizations will stand up and claim responsibility for the incident. That's the reason."

    "What the third sister said is that I was reckless."  The tall man reviewed in a low voice, turned his head and glanced in the direction of Jiang Feng. A cold light flashed past, which meant that he would let you go today and settle the accounts another day.

    "Don't make it so bitter and hateful."  The female doctor shook her clothes and finally stood up. She was quite tall. She was almost as tall as a tall man on high heels. She patted the man's shoulder with her slender, white hands and said with a smile: "Little man,  You are the only boy in our family, and you are the only one who can take on the responsibility of the family in the future. Be more bachelor, be more steady, and work hard. My sister knows you can do it."

    "I know, sister."  The moment the hand fell on my shoulder.  The tall man dodged a little but controlled himself to remain calm, with his head lowered and his heart pounding.

    Several people on Jiang Feng's side were drinking and mingling happily. Perhaps it was because they had fought side by side just now. They felt a little closer to each other. The atmosphere was just right, and there were also several family members leaning against the red and green trees, laughing and cheering, in the ambiguity.  Under the bright light, he whispered and bit his ears.  When handed over with bare hands, fresh fruits and melons are filled with sweetness and tenderness. How can the atmosphere be bad?  .

    Soon, several people took down the bottle of treasure presented by the female doctor.  After that, I bought a few more bottles of Moutai, and soon I was so drunk that I almost had a crooked mouth and eyes.

    Now is the time when the atmosphere of the whole venue is at its highest. A row of twelve women are wearing looming long white gauze, with eyebrows painted on and seductive red lips. With the continuous changes of music tunes, sprays of water are sprayed around the stage.  There were bursts of firework fountains, diffuse smoke floating on the stage, and the smoke made of dry ice decorated the stage like a dream, like a fairyland.

    And twelve beauties stood in the fairyland on earth.  Dancing gently, like a fairy, the mesh gauze in front of her face half-hides her pretty, flower-like face, which makes people want to find out.  The hands are also wearing thin gloves that reach the elbows. Each of the women is elegant and mysterious.

    As the song "Night in Shanghai" by Zhou Xuan, the famous golden voice of the 1930s, played on the screen, the twelve women on the stage began to slowly twist their bodies. After a round of fireworks, they suddenly  The beauties on the stage changed their movements.  Following the melody of the melodious music, her hands began to lift Chang's skirt left and right.

    Suddenly another round of brilliant fireworks shot out into the sky, followed by the girls all doing a high-leg action.  Twelve long white legs flashed past like a streak of silver across the stage, and the tulle skirt kicked up by the thighs floated up like an open fan.  What interests the audience even more is that when the long white legs reach the highest point, the looming inner scenery is revealed in the middle of the skirt. It is like a unique "hole" in the fairyland on earth!  .

    After a short silence in the audience.  Suddenly a wailing cry rose into the sky, and the "stinky man" was extremely excited.  Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage, waiting for the next wave of leg-raising movements. Last time it was too sudden and I couldn't see clearly. This time I must see clearly what is inside.

    "Black, must be black."  Dai Shan held the wine glass in one hand and forgot to toast, looking at the stage with determination.

    "Forget it if you wear them all the time. It's time to wear glasses. I can tell you with my 1.5 eyesight that they must be white or lace."  Next to him, Manager Wang of Oil Construction Company retorted with reason.

    The conversation between these guys annoyed Kou Lan. In fact, Kou Lan herself was quite aroused by the atmosphere. Moreover, she also drank the wine and felt a little better. She tightened her legs slightly and looked at her face.  He was blushing and scolded: "Aren't you disgusting? You are staring at other girls' places. A bunch of sultry and coquettish men have now shown their true nature. Have you ever been afraid of women?  Every one of them is like a wolf that has never seen meat.¡±

    Several gentlemen laughed loudly and looked at Kou Lan with extremely ambiguous expressions in their eyes, which made Kou Lan even look at him.Sorry, he raised his little pink fist and said angrily: "Whoever stares at me again will be made a eunuch today."

    "This situation suddenly reminded me of a famous article." Yu Yaowu opened his fingers, shook his head, and said plausibly: "In the Taiyuan Dynasty of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling were fishing. They walked along the stream and forgot how far the road was.  .Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. The fisherman was very different. Walking forward again, I exhausted the forest. When the forest is exhausted, there is a mountain. There is a mountain.  The small mouth looks like there is light"

    "Yes, yes," Dai Shan immediately smirked and nodded in agreement: "Old Tao is still good. He has been thinking about this matter thousands of years ago. Look at what others describe, 'There are no stray trees, the grass is delicious, and the fallen flowers are there.  Colorful, colorful but not lusty, this is the realm. What else is there, a mountain. I guess, this mountain is still a mountain of steamed buns. There are small holes in the mountain, as if if there is light, this light is definitely not the spotlight on the stage.  , I can¡¯t even see clearly under the magnesium light.¡±

    Yu Yaowu slapped his thigh and said contemptuously: "Oh, you just realized it. I figured out the true meaning of Lao Tao when I was in school. Look at the name he gave me, Tao Yuanming, that's what it means.  He was scrounging in the dark bottomless abyss. When Old Tao finished scouring, we will not say whether everyone understood it for now, but Old Tao must have understood everything, so he called him Tao Yuanming. As for what treasures did Old Tao scrounge for?  , I'm sorry, Lao Tao said, 'It's not enough to be humane to outsiders.' What does this mean? I mean I won't tell you anything, how do you know?"

    "There is no airtight wall in this world. Old Tao can't hide his hobbies from everyone."  Dai Shan took a puff of cigarette and retorted: "You all know "The Theory of Ai Lian". It was written by Zhou Dunyi during the Northern Song Dynasty. It is hundreds of years different from that of Lao Tao. But everyone, Lao Zhou, knew that Lao Tao was  What kind of taste? Didn't you see that sentence, 'Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums'? You saw it, everyone in the Northern Song Dynasty knew Lao Tao's taste, so I guessed what Lao Tao got, daddy!"

    Daishan grinned and turned two famous articles that have been passed down through the ages into like this. He completely turned the Zhizhi article that symbolized noble character into something so disgusting that no one could stand it anymore. Yu Yaowu frowned.  He stared and grinned, "His hobby is quite new."

    "Isn't that true?" Dai Shan slapped his thigh, as if he had met a close friend.

    Dai Shan and Yu Yaowu sang together, which made the gentlemen who know the taste of love so happy that they fell forward and backward, and some squirted out wine.  The female companions all had pretty faces and blushed, pursed lips and snickered.

    "Go away, you bunch of old perverts, I really can't stand you." Kou Lan finally couldn't bear it under the malicious gaze of so many people, and said angrily: "I'll go out and let you know, you are a bunch of old perverts."  Let¡¯s see¡±.

    Lin Hongzhuang was fiddling with her camera to take pictures, taking pictures here and there, very enthusiastically, as if she didn¡¯t care about the performance on the stage.  After Kou Lan left, the eyes of a group of gentlemen returned to the stage. Their eyes were so focused that they didn't even move, for fear of missing the beautiful shot in the blink of an eye.  He was very serious. If he listened to the lectures with such enthusiasm, he would probably have graduated with a doctorate.

    At this time, Lin Hongzhuang stretched out her little hand and poked Jiang Feng: "Hey, what color was it just now?"

    Jiang Feng was holding a wine glass in his left hand and a cigar in his right hand. He was also looking at the stage attentively. After hearing Lin Hongzhuang's question, he casually said: "The movements are too damn fast, and the skirt is too damn delaying.  , I didn¡¯t see it clearly.¡±

    "Does it look good?".  Lin Hongzhuang curled her lips, her expression changed a bit, and she gritted her teeth and asked again.

    Jiang Feng was so preoccupied with waiting for the next time he raised his leg to confirm what color it was that he didn't pay attention to the strong sourness in Lin Hongzhuang's words. He was swaying left and right and stretching his neck to look, for fear of being blocked by others.  When she heard Lin Hongzhuang's words, she immediately said: "I wonder, no wonder so many people come to watch the performance. I have gained experience."

    At this time, another round of leg-raising movements came. Just when the girls' beautiful legs were raised to the highest point, a heated argument broke out under the stage like a pot boiling.

    "Hey, hey, hey, hey, did you see it? Did you see it? I said it was black lace, yes, yes, I guessed it right."  A voice representing the views of a large number of people began to shout, as enthusiastically as raising hands to answer questions in class.

    "Did you guess the right one? It's obviously red."  A disapproving voice began to retort.

    Another guy next to the two started to make jokes: "No matter what color they are wearing underneath, you are wrong anyway. The mao must be black, and the red one is Ocean Horse. Now it is clear on the stage  It is our purely domestically produced local product. Since the entire product isIt is purely made in China. How can the parts be in other colors?  ".

    Then there was another round of laughter.  (To be continued)

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