Chapter 1973 Qianqiu Is Beautiful, and She Is a Beautiful Woman

"Yeah, don't make trouble... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

The girl's long dark purple hair was stuck to the side of her face, and her white dress was also wet, which outlined a slender and graceful curve.

At this time, he was hiding behind the canopy, only showing a small head, waving a small white flag in his hand, admitting defeat and surrendering.

The beautiful eyes are dazzling, and the head is full of fragrance; the purple temples hang down the shoulders, and the quality is exposed; the water is full of hibiscus, and the city is smiling.

The people by the boat are like the moon, and the frost and snow are frozen on the wrist.

Luo Chuan showed a winner's smile, and threw the water polo in his hand in the direction of the girl, and hit the girl who left the bunker with an accurate forehead, causing an exclamation.

After a while.

Luo Chuan was holding his waist and sucking in the cold air. He didn't understand why he could still suffer such real damage with his current strength. Could it be because of the identity of the demon Ziyan god? It seems that this is the only possibility.

"Who asked you to bully me..." Yao Ziyan sat aside and muttered softly while trying to wring out the moisture in her clothes, looking at a certain boss grinning, she couldn't bear it, "I didn't want to work so hard... ...let me knead it for you."

Luo Chuan readily accepted Yao Ziyan's proposal.

I took off the clothes and looked at it, but the skin was a little red, and it didn't seem to be a big problem.

But this time there should be no problem.

"Is it here, it looks like it's okay, Luo Chuan, why is your expression so exaggerated..."

Luo Chuan only felt a pair of cold and soft palms falling on his body, and he felt very comfortable. In fact, Yao Ziyan would also help him squeeze his shoulders on weekdays, but it was a completely different feeling compared to now.

The long purple hair has not yet dried out, and Yao Ziyan has not directly used the ability to remove the moisture from the body.

The girl squatted by Luo Chuan's side, and seemed to suddenly realize what she was doing, her face was flushed red, she lowered her head and did not look at Luo Chuan's eyes, her eyes turned slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xu was a subconscious action, and each of the fair and exquisite toes curled up.

Luo Chuan noticed this scene and thought in his heart, if he had a chance, would he reach out and touch it, or...

Touch twice?

Sensing the change in Luo Chuan's mood, Yao Ziyan looked up at him suspiciously, then noticed the eyes of a certain boss, looked down, and her face suddenly turned a little red.

The boss is still the same as before, always wanting to touch her feet.

She really couldn't understand Luo Chuan's thoughts.

Luo Chuan was thinking about how to make a reasonable request for Momo.

"Hmm." Yao Ziyan coughed softly, stood up, and stopped Luo Chuan from thinking, "I'm going to change clothes."

"Can't you just evaporate the water directly?" Luo Chuan expressed doubts.

"No." Yao Ziyan shook her head and rejected Luochuan's proposal, "Now I'm just an ordinary girl, and I won't use any power beyond the scope of ordinary people. Before you came Luochuan, you didn't mean to experience ordinary people. Human travel?"

"Uh, did I say that?" Luo Chuan was very uncertain.

"I did." Yao Ziyan nodded confidently.

"Okay, that's what I said, but it's too troublesome if you don't need it at all, let's forget it." Luo Chuan was already a little bit inseparable from his own abilities.

"You are free." Yao Ziyan laughed, "I just want to experience the life of an ordinary person."

Luo Chuan watched Yao Ziyan disappear from sight, sat down at random and looked at the river in a daze. Now the boat has come to the center of the river.

The water is turbulent, and the sky has no shore.

In the ten-mile green hills walking painting, Shuang Chong and hundreds of birds resemble the south of the Yangtze River.

Luo Chuan took out a bottle of Coke from the system space and took a big sip. According to the ancients' habit, he should warm a pot of sake at this time and recite poetry and fu while drinking. That's what literati like to do. matter.

But he doesn't like drinking, so just use cola instead. As for poetry and writing... To be honest, Luo Chuan can write a novel, so forget it.

Having said that, when Duo Wen seems to be something that many transmigrators like to do, those poems written by predecessors, when necessary, can always make countless people amazed. Routine.

However, even if the routine is old, it can still give people a refreshing feeling and attract many readers.

In fact, when readers change from Xiaobai to Laobai, they will definitely not be able to watch those bad street slaps and pretend to force Xiaobai. They often see the appearance of a certain character and can guess the next plot, but Xiaobai returns to Xiaobai. Bai, how many little whites...

Whoops, far away.

In short, Luo Chuan feels that he is a clear stream among the many traversers who have traveled to the fantasy world. From a certain point of view, he is actually a copywriter, but he does not copy poems, only novels and songs. entertainment stuff.

Hmm... doesn't that seem to indicate something?

Cough, Luo Chuan's copying is actually not a simple copying. He will also add many things of his own to it, just like the magical version of Sherlock Holmes,

The Glory version of Hearthstone or something, the general theme is the same, and the specific details have been changed.

By the way, the boat that Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan ride on is not the kind of awning boat in ancient times. With the civilization level of the Star Empire, it makes no sense that all aspects of society are developing rapidly, and the means of transportation on the water are still that backward. Human vehicle.

The boat they were on was similar to a luxury yacht on Earth. It used spiritual energy as its energy source and many formations as the core of its operation. It was originally leased, but a certain boss bought it directly. In Luochuan’s view, Lingjinghua only went out. Meaning, it's just a string of numbers.

There were footsteps behind him, and Luo Chuan looked back.

Yao Ziyan has changed into a long moon white dress, the skirt is decorated with purple flower vines, a pair of slender jade feet lightly stepped on the board of the boat, no powder is applied, and the long purple hair is simply rolled up on both sides. , the rest of the hair is falling down, and the appearance is beautiful and refined, like the Qinglian who is not demonic.

The breeze came slowly, the skirt danced, and the hair was lightly raised, like a fairy.

The cheeks are condensed, the nose is greasy and goose fat; the eyebrows are pale and the water is slender, the waist is slender;

There is no beauty in Qianqiu, and she is a beautiful woman.

The beauty of the country and the city is unparalleled in the world.

"How about it, I just bought it two days ago, and Ziyue helped pick it out."

Yao Ziyan turned around gently, her sleeves fluttered, her skirts fluttered, everything was indescribably beautiful, like being in a fairyland.

In the distance, there are blue waves and rivers, green mountains and clouds, it seems that someone is singing in harmony, and the singing is vague and hazy, dispersed in the mist and rain.

The scene is like the scene in the picture, and the people are like the people in the picture.

The person in front of him looked back slightly, the smoke in his eyes was flowing, with a little soft smile, just one glance, it surpassed all the scenery.

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