Chapter 655: Heartbeat Time
It was said that Cheng Gongying smiled and gave the Haiqing faction a pass, and left with Han De, Han Ying and others cheering. When Chen Long heard him tell the story of the Hai Qing Sect, he was quite curious about the leader of the Hai Qing Sect, Bo Tiao, and even a little yearned for it. How amazing and talented would this foreign being who would become the King of the Dayue clan be in the future? Why are there so many contemporary heroes besides Wei, Shu and Wu? Why did the Three Kingdoms become an era where heroes emerged in large numbers?
While he was sighing in his heart, a sweet voice suddenly came from beside him, interrupting Chen Long's thoughts. When he turned around, he saw a smiling face, light maroon skin with delicate texture, set off the snow-white clothes, and white teeth that almost shook Chen Long's mind. Her dark pupils seemed to be surging with an unfathomable sea. She looked deeply at Chen Long without hesitation, as if waiting for Chen Long's answer.
Chen Long's mouth was dry for a moment and he was speechless. He didn't know when Ma Yunluo walked up to him. What did this bold beauty say? Chen Long felt his face was burning, and he stammered: "Yunluan..." Then he slapped his forehead, how could he call her by his first name in public, damn it.
Ma Yunluan was amused by Chen Long's confusion and asked repeatedly: "Huaiyang, we meet again so soon! I never thought that your knowledge could also impress Master Zheng!"
Chen Long thought to himself, don't the daughters of the Western Regions know what shyness is? They actually chatted with men in a big way. He mustered up a little courage and smiled: "Ma Gang Leader, compared with Master Zheng, I am like a firefly in a stinking ditch." Look at the bright moon in the sky!"
Ma Yunluo was amused by Chen Long's metaphor and smiled again. Even she herself didn't know why she loved to smile so much today. The tall and rough young man opposite seemed to have a delicate and deep magic power, especially the heroic spirit between his eyebrows. It makes people feel upright and awe-inspiring, no wonder they are unforgettable at first sight. When Ma Yunluo saw Chen Long staring at him with glaring eyes, and remembered that he had also won the qualification to compete for her, he raised his eyebrows and unconsciously lowered his head to avoid Chen Long's gaze. A strange awkwardness suddenly appeared between the two of them.
After all, Ma Yunluo is a heroic son and daughter. He put aside his embarrassment in an instant, raised his head and said, "I'm here to deliver a message. Tonight, Master Zheng wants to invite you and me to his residence for a chat. Do you have time?"
Chen Long didn't expect it to be Zheng Xuan's idea, so he was startled and said, "Is it just you and me?"
This question was very ambiguous. The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Even though Ma Yunluo was not an ordinary woman, she couldn't help but blush and turned away, not knowing how to answer.
Only then did Chen Long realize that he had said that he was pouting, and he quickly covered it up: "I didn't mean that... I was asking Master Zheng if he had invited anyone else?"
This description became darker and darker, Ma Yunluo's face turned redder, and he gave Chen Long a hard look. What didn't he mean? There was no other meaning, but you said it as if I meant that.
Chen Long had a feeling that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to escape it, but it was an indisputable fact that he fell in love with this woman at first sight. Just don't explain it at all and just let her think what she wants. Wouldn't it be better to have a little ambiguity? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh: "There is a true meaning in this, but I forgot to explain it. Master of the caravan, please spare me."
These two lines are poems by Tao Yuanming of the later Eastern Jin Dynasty. They say that the poet himself realized the meaning of life from the beautiful scenery of nature, and couldn't help but want to express his pure and natural tranquility. This peaceful and peaceful pastoral life is the real life. And this kind of joy in life can only be understood, cannot be expressed in words, and does not need to be described. Chen Long picked it up at his fingertips, but used it here, as if to say that his mood was just like that, and there was no need to tell him.
Ma Yunluo's beautiful eyes sparkled, and he seemed to be attracted by these two lines of poetry. He smiled again and said: "What a person who has forgotten what to say! A Hu man doing business can actually compose poetry like the people from the Central Plains? It really makes me sit up and take notice. Again Do you want to listen to it?"
When Chen Long saw Ma Yunluan smiling at Yan Yan, he couldn't help but feel a tremble in his heart. He grinned and said, "So what if I am one? The Ma gang leader is not the only one who looks down on me in this yard."
After saying that, Chen Long immediately regretted it. Sure enough, Ma Yunluan frowned and said angrily: "How do you know I look down on you? Are you afraid that people will look down on you?"
Seeing that the beauty was angry, Chen Long hurriedly made amends: "If Lord Zhang Xiaocheng hadn't given me this seat, I wouldn't even be able to get through the door. The status gap between me and the VIPs here is too big. How could I not feel inferior? Lord Ma, please spare me." Bar."
After saying that, he seemed to be thinking hard, and after thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Yes. I just saw the autumn colors by the river, and I have a song of autumn colors in my stomach. The leader of the horse gang, please don't laugh at me." After saying that, he pretended to look solemn and looked at Ma Yunluo chanted with beautiful eyes: "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks."
After listening to this, Ma Yunluo was attracted by the artistic conception of the poem. He felt that there were paintings in the poems and poems in the paintings. It could be said to be a good and intoxicating poem. He was about to say, "Forget it!" Chen Long suddenly said again: "I think General Zhang seems to have some misunderstanding about us."
When Ma Yunluo heard Chen Long mention Zhang Ji again, he couldn't help but think of something. He turned his head and glanced at it casually. Sure enough, he saw Zhang Ji standing behind his father, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be burning, staring in his direction. He couldn't help feeling a sudden feeling in his heart. , and hated Zhang Ji for being so arrogant in his determination to win, he smiled at Chen Long and said, "You have already committed the crime of disrespect by calling me by my name just now. You have already committed the crime of slander by presumptuously guessing my goodwill. You must I can spare you, but I have one condition." After saying this, he smiled like a flower, making it clear that Zhang Ji next to him saw it and was angry in his heart.
Chen Long was so confused by Ma Yunluo's smile that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. He was willing to die even if he was asked to die. He opened his mouth and said arrogantly: "As long as the girl doesn't ask me to die, I am willing to do anything."
Ma Yunluo burst out laughing: "What's the point of asking you to die? I want you to write a poem for me as long as it takes you to burn incense."
Chen Long didn't expect that he was composing a poem, so he said blankly: "Writing a poem again! What is the title of the poem?"
Ma Yunluan glanced at Zhang Ji's jealous eyes, smiled like a flower and said, "I am the title of the poem!"
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
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