Before the game started, Chen Feng and Mu Xian came to the top of the boat, there was a very beautiful small platform on it, which was specially built by Mu Xian, and when she was usually fine, she liked to sit here, look at the stars, look at the moon, and watch the red boat slowly shuttling on the water.
And it can be said here that her spiritual world of one person usually doesn't let people come up, even the boatmen and servants of this ship, only her personal maid Dong'er can come up here, but today she invited Chen Feng to come up.
There are some drinks and dishes prepared on it, and I saw that Mu Xian had already changed her outfit, a green emerald cigarette shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, wearing a thin smoke veil of emerald water, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, if the skin is like a condensed fat and if you are a lan, if the lips are like a cherry blossom, the coquettish and boneless are three points into the glamorous, so that Chen Feng's heart is beating thumping, and he really sees the charm of the Oiran of the Qinhuai River.
"Mu Xian respects Chen Gongzi with a cup."
A pair of hands as white as green onions, holding a glass of wine, came to Chen Feng's side, the delicate long fingers held the celadon, and the wine in the cup was also green and clear, full of fragrance.
Chen Feng took the celadon wine glass from her hand, accidentally touched her jade hand, and felt like she was suddenly electrocuted, while Mu Xian's cheeks were slightly red, her expression was shy, and her heart was like a deer crashing.
Mu Xian, as a woman in the red dust and the Oiran of the Qinhuai River, already felt that he had already seen through the men in the world, whether it was a prince or a minister, a rich businessman, or a talented bachelor, they were all just like this.
Although this Chen Gongzi's eyes often stare at her hotly, in his eyes, it is more about appreciating her than possession, and when talking to her, he never treats her as a Hongchen woman.
In fact, Mu Xian didn't know that Chen Feng was not from here, but from a modern society, and everything he did was just a normal thing.
Although Mu Xian is the Oiran of Qinhuai River, and his appearance is amazing, Chen Feng is not a person who has never seen a beautiful woman, not to mention anything else, let's just say that Yun Shuiyao's beauty is no longer comparable to Mu Xian.
At this time, the gentle river breeze blew in his face, Chen Feng took his eyes back from Mu Xian's body, and looked at the two banks of the Qinhuai River full of red lanterns, which suddenly made him have some more expectations in his mind, I don't know if after he leaves this world, will there be another good story of talents and beauties on both sides of the Qinhuai River?
When he thought of this, Chen Feng suddenly became arrogant, the so-called sword battle in the rivers and lakes, even if it was chic, what about it?
I saw Chen Feng's hand flickering, I don't know when, there were already two more tall glasses and a bottle of top red wine from a French winery, which made Mu Xian stunned, could it be that this Chen Gongzi, in addition to poetry and rhythm, also knows how to play tricks?
Chen Feng unscrewed the bottle cap stiffly, poured two glasses of red wine as red as blood, and then handed one of the goblets to Mu Xian, and said with a smile: "Miss Mu Xian, this is the red wine of our hometown, you can taste it." ” Mu Xian looked at the crystal clear glass in her hand, like a perfect work of art, she had never seen such a beautiful thing.
"Chen Gongzi, what is this?"
Mu Xian asked curiously.
"It's called a glass, and here, I think it's called glass."
Chen Feng was happy for a while just now, but he forgot about this stubble, there is no such thing as a glass in this world, let alone a glass, even if it is a glass, it still belongs to that kind of rough thing, Chen Feng has seen it once, it is full of impurities, and this kind of modern handicraft is fundamentally different.
"Childe knows a lot, I don't know where Childe's hometown is, why Muxian has never seen such a beautiful ......
Glass. ” Mu Xian was undoubtedly different, she was just a little curious and envious, and looked at Chen Feng with adoring eyes and asked.
"My hometown is no longer here, it's far, far away."
Chen Feng replied, in fact, he was not wrong when he said that it was far away, the distance between modern and ancient times, I am afraid that it can no longer be explained clearly with the word "far".
Mu Xian picked up the wine glass, and found that the aroma of this red wine was very strong, and in this air, there was also a fruity smell, I don't know what kind of wine this is?
Could it be that he also brought it from his hometown?
"Come, Miss Mu Xian, let's have a toast, just to congratulate you in advance on winning the championship again tonight."
Chen Feng stretched out the wine glass in his hand, gently "touched" her glass, and then raised his glass and took a small sip.
Mu Xian also followed Chen Feng's example, and gently sipped his mouth, and the rouge of his lips left a red lip print on the transparent glass.
After Mu Xian took a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in great surprise: "Chen Gongzi, what kind of wine is this, why is it so delicious?"
” "This is a kind of fruit wine produced in our hometown, it is made from high-quality grapes, if Miss Muxian likes to drink, you might as well drink more, but this red wine seems to be sweet and mellow, but its wine stamina is not small, Miss Muxian can be careful not to get drunk."
Chen Feng pushed everything to his hometown and it was over, anyway, no one could confirm whether his words were true or false.
Although Mu Xian only took a small sip of wine, her cheeks were extraordinarily delicate, like a blooming flower, which made Chen Feng stunned, and Mu Xian also lowered his head shyly in his gaze, and his heart was pounding.
There is a saying that "if you don't get drunk, you get drunk."
It was the current situation of the two of them, although it was only a short moment, but Mu Xian had already fallen into Chen Feng's charm, neither of them spoke, but stood on the railing, letting the night breeze blow on them.
Different from the tranquility of the two of them, the banks of the Qinhuai River are lively at this moment, and everyone is discussing, is it Mu Xian who keeps her Oiran title tonight?
Or will Ning Xiaoyu, who is the latecomer, become the new Oiran?
And at this moment, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, there is a pair of masters and servants dressed as men, they are Yun Shuiyao and Xiaoqing, I am afraid no one would have thought that the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion would appear in this Qinhuai River.
"Miss, look, which red boat over there is Miss Mu Xian's boat."
I saw Xiaoqing pointing to a red boat, jumping and jumping at Yun Shuiyao.
"Dead girl, what's so good about the Oiran competition, you have to pull me out secretly, if you let my father know, I'll have to be scolded again."
Yun Shuiyao said angrily.
Although she dressed herself up as a scholar, it was still difficult to hide her national color, so that the men who passed by her couldn't help but look at her, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "What a handsome scholar." ”