The building is full of flowers, the building is full of flowers, and the garden is full of fragrance.
——Why are there so many varieties of flowers in Baihualou? I don't believe you have that much time to search.
——Because most of my flowers are sent by others.
——Why should I give it to you?
——If I meddle once, I will get a pot of flowers. You can count how much I meddle.
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——Hey, Huamanlou, I found that you like Ah Jiu!
——Nothing. What I, Huamanlou, like is Chuchu.
——Ha, you still refuse to admit it, this is not a good habit. Is there anything you can't say in front of me, Lu Xiaofeng?
——No, I, Hua Manlou, was born blind and cannot observe words and expressions. Naturally, I like women who show their joy and anger on their faces. Qing Mo is a good at concealing her emotions. I can't see her expression or her thoughts, so I can only guess. Isn't it too tiring to like someone like this?
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——Huamanlou, you are a duplicitous person. You obviously already like Ah Jiu!
——Yes, I do, like Qing Mo...
A fanfic of Hua Man Lou, in the style of "Flower Mirror". Hope you all like it. Please collect.
At the same time, please pay attention to my old pit "Red Dust Gu", thank you! !
Thanks also to Ah Qing for his column and cover picture, they are beautiful.