leisurely wife

Chapter 332 Zhuangzi (5)
"Madam has a really handsome smile." Seeing Du Yingran's smile, the old man also grinned. His teeth almost fell out, and said to Meng Shuzhi, "This old man is really lucky."

Meng Shuzhi smiled and cupped his hands, then took Du Yingran's hand and helped her onto the boat, now that he is not in the capital, even if he held Yi Ren's hand like this, no one would say it was inappropriate.In the midst of the scenery of lakes and mountains, standing on the boat facing the wind, I feel that the whole person is in a better mood. The old man sang an unknown song, his voice fluctuating among the hills.

The more the boat went to the side of the hill, the more pink the color of the peach forest appeared on the hill. The old man said: "The peach blossoms can be seen, but not picked. Every flower is a fruit. The old man looked at it. Even a scholar must understand the truth.”

"Old man, I know." Meng Shuzhi cupped his hands and said.

The boat landed quickly, Meng Shuzhi got off the boat first, and then dragged Du Yingran off the boat, the old man's boat poled up, and went to the other side to pick up the two nurses.

Meng Shuzhi led Du Yingran along the winding path, and entered this short peach forest. It was the peak time of peach blossoms, and the pink peach blossoms were in full bloom. "It's so beautiful." Du Yingran murmured.

"I knew you would like it." Meng Shuzhi said with a smile, "Going a little further, there is a small pavilion. A few friends and I paid for the small pavilion. Are you tired after walking for so long? "

"Then go sit down and drink some water." Du Yingran said.

The small pavilion is really a very simple one. Obviously, no peach tree was hurt, and no peach branch was broken to build this small pavilion. After sitting down with a handkerchief on it, a peach branch is right next to your ear. , the shy pink peach blossoms seem to be stuck in her dark hair.

Du Yingran looked at Meng Shuzhi looking at herself, thinking something fell on her head, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Meng Shuzhi smiled and took out a piccolo from his waist, and put it to his lips, the melodious sound of the flute sounded in the peach forest.

On the emerald green flute, his hands are as white as jade, and his handsome eyebrows are smiling affectionately. The majesty and prestige blows his Tsing Yi, sending the sound of the flute to every corner. Du Yingran has never heard this ancient song, but he can hear the tenderness of the tune. The lingering affection, as if the tip of the heart was ironed by the gentle tune.

Du Yingran also stood up, pointing her toes to the ground, stretched her arms, and clasped the thumb and middle finger of her right hand to make a gesture. Meng Shuzhi's tune was fast, and her dance steps were also fast. The moonlight Xiangfei's skirt was spinning rapidly; , her toes are also light, and her figure is like a flying butterfly resting on the trembling flower branches.

Du Yingran was dancing, with an affectionate smile on her face, and with the intensity of Meng Shuzhi's flute, her dance steps became more and more rapid, until finally she was sent into the sky, and her spinning body fell into a warm embrace.

"If I knew you would dance to my tune, I wouldn't say anything." Meng Shuzhi put his arms around Du Yingran's waist.

(End of this chapter)