Red plums reflect youth

The night ink is like water, and the stars are scattered.

A shadowy black figure climbed over the back wall of Liu's house and slipped into the side yard.

"Squeak," the west wing room was pushed open a crack.

Xiao Qiaosheng was sleeping soundly on Ziqing's bed, but when Ziqing heard the sound, she put on her clothes and got out of bed.

Now it is the beginning of spring, the weather is warm and cold, and the night is even colder.

Ziqing rubbed her hands and glared at Qiao Yang, then reproached in a low voice, "It's so late, aren't you afraid of Daddy's punishment?"

Qiao Yang smiled shrewdly: "What are you afraid of? What about the article that the master asked to copy?"

Ziqing secretly laughed, you are not afraid, why do you sneak here in the middle of the night to ask for a cheat sheet, isn't it just to meet your father's inspection tomorrow morning?

He didn't say anything, he just frowned and looked sideways at Qiao Yang, and passed a stack of rice paper in his hand.

Qiao Yang's scalp tingled from being stared at, and he immediately changed the subject.

"Hey, the tunes in Qingcheng Pavilion are nice, the dances are beautiful, and the people are like each other." She proudly showed off.

When Ziqing heard this, her black eyes were like stones in clear water, and they were extraordinarily bright: "What, where did you go! Have you seen Miss Yu, and how good is the song there? And..." Ziqing looked eager and excited when he heard about Qingcheng Pavilion.

"Stop, stop..." Qiao Yang was a little disdainful: "Miss Yu didn't see it, but I brought you a copy of the music score." After speaking, he took out a booklet from his arms.The tunes and songs of Qingcheng Pavilion are wonderful, and what's even better is that they are always new and new every time.So those who sang were written down and sold as music scores.

Ziqing took it happily, lit the candle impatiently, and looked through it under the dim light.

Looking at him, Qiao Yang felt that the flickering candlelight made his two lacquer-like eyes shine brighter.Is it just this sheet music? As for being so excited?Look, your face is flushed with excitement...

Before he finished thinking, "snap", Ziqing threw the booklet on Qiao Yang casually, and said angrily, "What kind of mess is it, you just give me this!?"

Qiao Yang was suspicious, and glanced at the book that fell at his feet.

It's broken, why is it the erotic book?Uh, naked two people, three people, four people, in any pose...

Oh no, pick up the book and slip away.

Ziqing slammed the door shut behind him.

Xiao Qiaosheng was awakened by the sound, but his sleepy eyes were still hazy. He rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze, "Brother Ziqing, what's wrong?"

Ziqing was still angry: "It's nothing, the door was not closed properly, a beast ran in."

"Oh~", Qiao Sheng fell back and continued to sleep.

On the other side, Luo Rujing climbed to the bedside, secretly lit the lamp, took out the booklet hidden in his bosom, and prepared to read it with a lewd smile.

Turn it over, why are there so many words.When will even that stuff have to be so pompous.

Turn it over again, it's still a word.

No, flip, flip, flip~

"Fuck you, why did you bring this sheet music home!"

In this room, Liu Qiaoyang also climbed onto the head of the bed, secretly lit the lamp, and smiled obscenely in the shadow of the lamp.In the afternoon, when my brother and I were secretly reading, I was too embarrassed to read more. Now, by accident and thin monkey, I took the wrong book, so let me appraise it myself, ah, taste~

However, on the second day, there was a man with a haggard face, listless, and refused to get up after saying anything.