Now, Shen Suer let this group of people threaten to tell stories.
According to the ancient saying, it is called saying.
And she just sent a show when she was watching a TV play in modern times
I want to say a few perfunctory things at will, but I didn’t expect it
Miss, we’d like to hear the story of the stone in the bamboo forest.
Poof, what, what, she doesn’t know all about the plot.
Xiao Rong said that Cao Xueqin’s stone is a dream of red mansions.
Shen Suer, that sad reminder, was lying and chatting in the bamboo forest at noon today and told a few little girls about a dream of red mansions.
Unexpectedly, a few of them were fascinated and told the rest of them vividly.
That’s why I look forward to it tonight
As soon as it was dark, they were idle to get together, and they never thought about it until they heard the ending. Although everyone was afraid to say what it was that begging eyes made Shen Suer’s goose bumps come up, as if she had done something heinous to them.
It’s a dream of red mansions that can’t be finished in three or two days
And she also forgot some of the plot.
However, with her cleverness, she can still make the story develop very coherently and listen to it gradually. Section 35 is a dark wound in Meiyuan. 3
At this time, nine people were sitting around the clean carpet.
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Cough, cough, thirst, Shen Suer knocked on cups and bowls of horses, and people courted to add warm tea. She took a few sips and continued to cough. She was hungry for a moment, and the beautiful phoenix eyes glanced obliquely. These guys didn’t keep any melon snacks for her, and they ate them up when they heard about it.
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They fell on the carpet and wailed and swept several ceramic dishes that were painted on the ground.
Why does she always have so many reasons at the key moment? It’s a suspense and torture.
I didn’t eat, forget it. I went to sleep to know what happened afterwards, so someone went to the lobby and walked to his bedroom regardless of their wailing.
Sad people, she hasn’t thought of an explanation for an emperor.
If it weren’t for Mu Jing’s last remark, Shen Suer would be clinging to him now, looking for a chance to make him laugh.
The last sentence, Mu Jing or I don’t know, has been lost to expect.
She is not an ordinary woman who knows how to measure the situation and understand people’s hearts.
Mu Jing’s ordinary trick, which is not easy, is sure to fail, that is, he smiled loudly and was very eager to ask him not to admit that she still lost.
The more you think about gambling, it won’t do her any good.
If she pesters him, is she in his arms?