Combination of Chinese and Western - Imagination - Xiaoma Literature - Next Year - 1v1
The scheming warlord (attack) × the beautiful fishing boat owner (suffer)
Song Dynasty also X Jiang Jingu
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Lightning Protection: All Villains (79%)
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"Didn't you say you love me? Little liar, I caught you."
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The whole front hall was brightly lit and people were in a state of drunkenness and wealth. The gorgeous crystal lamp exudes dazzling light, which makes people's eyes hurt, as if this is a paradise that people yearn for. There are many white porcelain foreign tables placed in the hall, decorated with bunches of bright red roses, and the fragrant floral fragrance fills the air.
As soon as you step into this place, you feel as if you are drawn into an illusory world, which makes you indulge in it. However, this seemingly beautiful "paradise" is actually a prison for birds. But for whom is this a prison, and who is "teasing the birds" here?
When Song Dynasty also entered the palace, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Jingu. Jiang Jingu was wearing a blue smoked brocade robe. He was gentle and affectionate, with a hint of Jiangnan charm. He held a folding fan in his hand, which added a bit of elegance. Song Shi also looked down at the white tuxedo he was wearing and thought: It matches well.
Melodious music sounded in the hall, and people stepped onto the dance floor with their dance partners and danced the waltz. Jiang Jingu was in the corner, holding a goblet, seemingly aloof from the incident, but his outstanding appearance still attracted some people's attention.
"Beauty, would you like a drink?" A greasy middle-aged man with a bulging belly came forward. Jiang Jingu didn't know him, so he guessed which family he belonged to. He was very resistant to the other party's frivolous tone and said coldly: "Sir, please respect yourself."
Song Shiyi, who was standing on the second floor, gently shook the red wine in his glass and saw that Jiang Jingu seemed to be in trouble. He placed the red wine glass on the luxurious table covered with red tablecloth and walked slowly downstairs.
Song Shi also walked to Jiang Jingu and stood in front of him. Seeing that the man was today's boss, the young master of the Song family, he also restrained himself a lot. He stopped saying those frivolous words and turned around and left.
"Sir, may I have the honor to dance with you?" Song Shiyi said, holding Jiang Jingu's hand and piously kissing the back of his hand.
Jiang Jingu covered his face with a folding fan, not knowing whether it was to cover his red cheeks or the red tips of his ears.
"I'm extremely honored." Jiang Jingu responded softly.
Jiang Jingu held Song Shiyi's shoulders, and Song Shiyi put his arms around Jiang Jingu's waist. The two of them cooperated tacitly, with just the right amount of propriety.
Where I dance with you in your gown, the moonlight shines on your way home.
Intention: In Jiangnan
