I stood on the pavilion and watched the long queue pouring down Chang'an Street like a rushing flood, so I asked Lan'er: "What's going on?" After waiting for so long, playing the piano and dressing up all day long, the female worker really had nothing to do, and she was too lazy and bored. I found that my tone was much lazier, and I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows, "Miss Mo, maybe the young city lord is here to play again." I turned around and yawned, patted my mouth gently, walked to the bronze mirror, and combed my hair, the mirror The person in the middle has a face like peach petals, eyes like autumn waves, and is as quiet as a beautiful flower moistening the water. Thinking of the little city owner's old teeth, snotty nose, sloppy little mouth, and milky voice, I couldn't help but smile softly, crystal clear, Xun'er, who is wearing pink makeup and jade, doesn't know what she looks like now, how can she make the city so lively. Bing Ning said, the fairy grass has arrived. Thinking of Xiao Lang, she sighed secretly and was extremely anxious. Maybe I should go and have a look.