Li Yundong smiled, arched Wan Zhenyuan and said, "Lord Wan, you are so elegant. Why didn't you choose the lotus picking meeting here early in the morning?"

Lord Wan hehe smiled twice, lowered his voice and said, "good baby is always covered and unwilling to take it out!"

With that, he winked at Li Yundong and said, "you'll see later."

Li Yundong was secretly curious. He walked upstairs, but he saw that the upstairs was full of people, all of whom were practitioners from various schools in the yacht.

These practitioners were all looking in one direction. Some closed their eyes, shook their heads and looked intoxicated. Others nodded slightly and smiled. They didn't look at Li Yundong.

Li Yundong was very surprised. Looking along with the people's eyes, he saw two women sitting upstairs, one in her thirties, dressed in a purple flower gilt edged cheongsam and holding three strings. She turned her face sideways and looked quite beautiful. Next to her sat a young woman whose face was just blocked. She was wearing a crisp cyan broken flower cheongsam, holding a lute in her arms, playing and singing slowly.

Li Yundong heard her voice clear, soft and gentle, and a mouthful of Wu Nong's soft language was beautiful. It seemed that when it was clear and crisp, it was like an empty valley white spirit chirping in the mountains and circling around for three days. When it was soft, it was like making wine with honey. It was so sweet that every pore seemed to leach a sweet and soft feeling.

Li Yundong was stunned. When he looked back, he saw that Ziyuan, Zhou Qin and others were all stunned and absorbed in listening to the song, but no one urged him to come forward.

Li Yundong couldn't help but wonder: which famous singer is singing Pingtan? Sing so well? Although I can't understand Wu Nong's soft language, I can hear her sing, but I can vaguely feel a deep feeling of Jiao Nuo. I don't know what this woman looks like with such a nice voice?

He couldn't help walking up the stairs quickly and then stretched out his head.

At this time, I saw that the girl was about 16 or 17 years old. Her appearance was very beautiful, but she was not under Su Chan, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin. What was more rare was that the girl had red lips and white teeth, was extremely beautiful, and her eyes were flowing down like a mountain stream and spring. It was as comfortable as singing beautiful wine, but she didn't have any evil thoughts in her heart.

Li Yundong looked in his eyes and said to Su Chan and others who listened in a daze, "Hey, how long do you want to stand on the stairs?"

Su Chan and others woke up like a dream. They followed Li Yundong up and sat in their seats.

At this time, the practitioners at the next table noticed the arrival of Li Yundong and others, but they just looked at Li Yundong for a few eyes, quickly took their eyes back, and listened attentively to the girl continue to sing.

After Li Yundong sat down at this time, he looked at the two women singing Pingtan seriously. He saw that the woman with three strings in her arms was painted with thick makeup on her face, and her eyebrows were full of dust and beauty. The girl next to her was wearing a pair of bright pearl earrings on her ears and a pair of Jasper bracelets on her hands. Her fingers moved the strings, and the bracelet was beating brightly, It's like a faint green shadow. It's really beautiful.

After listening for a while, Li Yundong suddenly found that Su Chan and other foxes in the fox Zen door looked bad. He whispered to Su Chan, "what's the matter?"