On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, the snow is still white. In Douxue City, the lights are brightly lit, singing and joking, it¡¯s so lively. Pairs of men and women were swimming together, with happy smiles on their faces. There are also many single men and women, accompanied by maids, swimming in the snow, hoping to meet their fate. Streets everywhere are decorated with lanterns, and businesses are scrambling to organize lantern riddles to attract young people with bulging wallets. Yang Ye and his group came out of Yinyue Tower after dinner. The streets outside were already bustling with people. Yang Ziyu opened his big eyes and looked around excitedly, with an innocent look that made no one expect the two ferocious punches just now. Jiao Ao and Zhang Kui were punched with panda eyes. Their eyes were not seriously injured, but they almost suffered fractures when they fell downstairs. At this time, the two brothers and sisters, who had lost the interest and energy to play, were lying in the inn recovering from their injuries, while secretly cursing Yang Ye brother and sister in their hearts. There was a huge flow of people on the street, all heading towards the south of the city. The most famous Qingyage in Douxue City has already announced that it will hold a Chinese Valentine's Day literary party tonight, and talented people from all over the world can attend for free. The prizes are also very generous, and the winners can choose by themselves. Of course, what attracts these talented people the most is naturally the beauties in Qingyage who are said to be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. " And the cultivation of these talented women is not shallow. The lowest ones also have the cultivation of writers. So on this New Year¡¯s Eve, talented people from all over the country flocked to the place, hoping to use their talents to win the hearts of beauties and marry them. Originally, Yang Ye and others had not thought about going to Qingyage, but Sima Xiaowei and two of the girls insisted on going to see the excitement. Of course, everyone knows very well that Sima Xiaowei¡¯s purpose is not simple. Walking in the crowded crowd, Yang Ye was afraid of being scattered by the crowd, so he stretched out his hand to grab the little girl jumping in front, and moved his other hand back, ready to pull Mu Yinxue. However, the cold girl ignored him, but Chen Yuxiang stepped forward carelessly and put her hand on his shoulder, like a good friend. "You bastard Yang, don't think I haven't noticed. The one named Mu is cold and indifferent to you and has no affection at all. She is definitely not your concubine." Chen Yuxiang thought she had seen through his lie and said proudly. Yang Ye saw her arm around him, feeling like two brothers going to a brothel together. He shrugged and said, "I never said she was my concubine." "But your sister did. , Of course, what a child said may seem true or false, but it cannot be true. " Chen Yuxiang was in a very cheerful mood. Yang Ziyu saw that this girl was bold and lively and took her temper very seriously, so he did not make any sarcastic remarks to her along the way. He was also secretly thinking that this girl with dimples was much better than the ice cube beauty behind, and should be more suitable. elder brother. Yang Ye looked at the increasingly crowded crowd on the street in front of him, frowned, turned around and asked, "Little shrew, why should we go over there to join in the fun? Isn't it better to go elsewhere?" Chen Yuxiang turned around after hearing this. He glanced at Sima Xiaowei and said with a smile: "Xiaowei wants to meet another Yang Ye who is ten thousand times more powerful than you, don't you allow it?" Yang Ye smiled, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved: "She How do you know that Yang Ye, who is 10,000 times more powerful than me, will appear in Qingya Pavilion?" Chen Yuxiang looked helpless and said: "She also went there with the attitude of giving it a try. After all, we heard that Yang Ye was still there last time. Staying in Douxue City, today is the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and there are most talented people in Qingya Pavilion. The talented Yang scholar may also come to join in the fun. " Yang Ziyu on the other side turned to look at her, as if. Xiaofei said with a smile: "Sister Yuxiang, what about you? Do you also want to meet the great talent Yang who is ten thousand times more powerful than my brother?" When Chen Yuxiang heard this, he glanced at Yang Ye and smiled sweetly, with a deliberate expression on his face. He showed admiration and said: "Of course I think so. I heard that he has already been granted a title at a young age. No matter what his works are, they are all rare treasures. How can any girl not want to see such a talented man?" "Then. What if he is extremely ugly?" Yang Ziyu asked with a smile. Chen Yuxiang was startled, but before he could reply, Sima Xiaowei, who was behind him, said firmly: "No, if he can create such a spiritual work as Magpie Bridge Immortal, how can he be an extremely ugly person? Even if he looks ugly, his temperament is ugly. Very unparalleled." Yang Ziyu turned to look at this talented woman who had been secretly in love with his brother but was so close that he didn't know him. There was a trace of teasing in the corner of his mouth and said: "Sister Xiaowei, I'm talking about appearance. . If that talented man Yang was tall, dark, freckle-faced, and had a wretched look, would you still like him?" Sima Xiaowei looked at him blankly.??She didn't understand why this little girl was targeting her idol. She pondered for a moment, smiled slightly, and said: "None of what you said exists. I heard from a friend that Mr. Yang's appearance is Nothing agrees with what you said, and he is also a handsome and handsome young man." At this point, the eyes of this talented Sima woman showed strong expectation and admiration, and said: "I heard that Mr. Yang doesn't like him. He has a gentle and quiet personality, he likes to look at everything in a daze, he is kind-hearted, and he is very friendly. Haha, if I could see him tonight, I would definitely have the courage to talk to him, even if I just say a word. Very happy, very satisfied." Yang Ziyu suppressed laughter, squeezed Yang Ye's hand hard, and suddenly smiled: "Sister Xiaowei, do you like that Young Master Yang?" Sima Xiaowei heard this. , his cheeks were slightly red, but he did not hesitate. He nodded firmly and said: "Of course I like it. I started to like it from the first time I heard his "Murder Song". I can see how big-minded Mr. Yang is. He is very broad and ambitious. He will definitely be a great hero who will serve the country with determination. " "Haha, a great hero." The little girl smiled happily, blinked, and said with a smile, "That's Xiaowei. The big hero in my sister's heart was suddenly met by you tonight. Then I saw that it was already late and it was so cold. I asked you to warm the quilt. Sister Xiaowei, what choice would you make?" The girls heard that Xiaowei After the girl's words, she looked at Sima Xiaowei, who had blushing cheeks. She burst into laughter and said one after another: "That's easy to say. This girl has been saying good things about Mr. Yang in front of us all day. Every one of his works, she She also told us that her biggest wish in this life is to stay with Mr. Yang. Even if she is not a woman, she is willing to be a slave. " Zhang Nannan smiled and said: "As for the warm quilt, Then there would be no problem. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Xiao Wei meets that Young Master Yang, this girl will definitely lose her soul and do whatever she wants, she will have to be shameless. , followed them to the room, and took the initiative to go to bed to warm up the quilt. "The group of people laughed continuously. Sima Xiaowei's face turned red. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. She stamped her feet and said angrily: "I will never tell you what's on my mind again. You girls with long tongues have no sense of loyalty at all. Just let others laugh at me." "Haha, we are all honest people, let's tell the truth." Zhang Nannan chuckled. Sima Xiaowei glared at her, looked up at Yang Ziyu in front of her, paused, and said: "I'm not such a casual woman, even if Young Master Yang really wants me to that, I won't agree. . But I can go back to the room with him, chat, and talk, and I¡¯m very happy about it.¡± ¡°Do you think nothing will happen when a man and a woman live together in the same room? Xiaowei, don¡¯t kid yourself. Everyone understands." Chen Yuxiang said with a smile. Sima Xiaowei became anxious and said: "Even if I agree to warm the quilt for him, I will leave after warming the quilt. I will not sleep with him just after we meet." "But, if he talks sweetly, , said he would marry you in the future?" Yang Ziyu coughed twice and continued to seduce. Hearing this, Sima Xiaowei's eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed, and said: "No, I am familiar with his works. Although I have never met him, I know his personality. If he doesn't like me, If you really don't want to be responsible for me, you will never lie to me, let alone ask me." As soon as he said this, even Yang Ye himself felt moved and turned to look at the girl. Mu Yinxue's cold eyes flashed with light for an instant. She glanced at the girl and then at the young man in front of her, but she never spoke. Yang Ziyu smiled, with no expression on his face, but secretly marveled in his heart: This girl's thoughts and feelings are so powerful that she could guess her brother's character at once. "Maybe he has changed now? Maybe he is practicing a certain skill and his body has changed. He needs women very much. The more women there are, the faster he will practice. Sister Xiaowei, are you willing to pay?" Yang Zi The fish was silent for a while and suddenly asked. Yang Ye was shocked when he heard the little girl's words. He turned to look at her and saw that she seemed to be just talking casually. The trace of panic in his heart calmed down. Sima Xiaowei smiled slightly and said: "There can't be any kind of skill. Mr. Yang is a literary practitioner. He only practices poetry and songs. It has nothing to do with whether he wants a woman or not." Yang Ziyu didn't get what he wanted. The answer was not disappointing, he smiled and stopped talking. The group of people continued to move forward and fell into a brief silence. When they were about to arrive at Qing Ya Pavilion, Chen Yuxiang patted Yang Ye on the shoulder, smiled, and said: "Bastard Yang, just now we have been talking about Yang Ye who is ten thousand times more powerful than you, and you have been silent, right? Feeling inferior and hurt?" There was a smile in the girl's eyes, with a slight dimple on her cheek, and she said: "There is no need to feel inferior, and there is no need to be sad. Even if that person is 10,000 times more powerful than you, this beautiful woman has no interest in bullying him. , only you can make me happy to bully you. Bastard Yang, aren¡¯t you very touched?¡± (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)