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Chapter three hundred and eighty woman

Xiangyun's words caused a burst of applause, which was not beyond Ye Xiao's expectations. The Xiangyun Fairy has always been a versatile person in Ye Xiao's heart, and he can do whatever he wants.

Du Chaoyang glanced at Nan Xing, who was obsessed with her eyes, and said, "Brother Nan, what is the origin of this woman?"

Nan Xing shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but Brother Du, after I go back today, I will ask you to help me investigate the background of this woman."

"What? Brother Du is interested?" Du Chaoyang smiled meaningfully. Du Chaoyang has always been very afraid of Nan Xing. Although he is a brother to him, he is very cautious. In his memory, there are many women who pay attention to Nan Xing, but none of them can make Nan Xing take the initiative.

"A woman who is so good at talking and so beautiful will be interested in her." Nan Xing said, her eyes always falling on Xiangyun on the stage. To be more detailed, it is Xiangyun's eyes and nose.

A faint red light flashed in Nan Yue's eyes.

"Sister Xiangyun said it very well, but I wonder if Sister Xiangyun has ever heard of a saying: men are very dedicated animals. They like women in their twenties when they are twenty, women in their twenties when they are thirty, women in their twenties when they are forty, women in their twenties when they are fifty, women in their twenties when they are fifty." A beautiful figure suddenly stood up and said.

Ye Xiao had met this woman, who was Ling Yu, whom Du Chaoyang had once pursued, and the daughter of the mayor of Grira City.

No matter how we advocate equality between men and women, China is still a patriarchal society. Most of the celebrities and bigwigs who came to attend the opening ceremony today are men. Ling Yu stood up for no reason and said this. As the mayor, Ling Tiantu was a little worried. This is a blatant sarcasm to men!

"What are you talking about?" Ling Tiantu scolded in a low voice.

Ling Yu would not care about her father's scolding. She has experienced some emotional problems recently. After hearing Xiangyun's words just now, she couldn't help but stand up and say it.

Previously, Su Yiran introduced Ling Yu and his father Ling Tian to Xiangyun. Xiangyun's memory was extraordinary. Everyone present had almost remembered the names and identities of Ye Xiao and Su Yiran.

"Dad, I'm just telling the truth." Ling Yu said: "Aren't most men so 'specialized'?"

Ling Tiantu was a little depressed, why did he give birth to such a top-notch daughter?

Xiangyun knew that Ling Yu was the daughter of Mayor Ling Tiantu, and smiled slightly and said, "A woman in her twenties is like a football, twenty men chasing her; a woman in her thirties is like a basketball, and ten people chasing her; a woman in her thirties becomes like a table tennis ball; two people play over and over and over and push her back, and a woman reaches her fifties, haha, it's like this golf ball, the farther she plays, the better."

"So, it's not unreasonable to say that men are dedicated," Xiangyun smiled and said, "The unwillingness to admit that the old beauty is the most terrifying. Women who pay attention to maintenance will delay the pace of time and reduce the traces of time. But no matter how capable women are, they cannot erase the traces of time flowing. Even the charm of the milfs will still be cut by the sickle of time. Although women are made of water, they cannot pass without traces. The vicissitudes of time always carve the appearance of a woman without realizing it. No matter how exquisite plastic surgery is, they cannot polish the marks of time and restore the style of youth."

Everyone was silent, and Xiangyun had to admit the absolutely accurate truth of what she said.

At this moment, everyone was listening quietly and savoring what the fragrance said.

"Sister Xiangyun, is this really the life of our women?" Ling Yu didn't know what was going on, but there were tears in his eyes.

Xiangyun walked a few steps closer and smiled and said, "Sister Ling Yu, a woman is like smoke, and her weakness and sadness make her float like smoke, like an elf dancing in the dark night. A piece of smoke, from ignition to burning, is just like a young woman, who pursues the beauty of struggle; a woman is like smoke, without burning, can't show it. Her fragrance, her beauty, her love, her uniqueness, smoke, makes women appear more thorough and

Even more confused. Women are like smoke, and every burning is a music and tragic song of life. Once they are devoted, once they are fragrant, once they are light, and once they are destroyed. When the tobacco is gone and the smoke is destroyed, the romance of women is far away from dust. Women are like smoke, and their thoughts are densely filled with thoughts. The elves are crushed again and again, wrapped tightly in this thin piece of paper, or hidden in the gorgeous pipe cave, waiting for the burning of life."

Then Xiangyun said: "It would rather be with cigarettes alone and moan faintly as they burn. Perhaps she is the woman who has passed by thousands of years and is like smoke in the world... Every woman has her own advantages. The ancients said that heavy makeup is always suitable. Women exist because of beauty, and live because of beauty. Beautiful women always make people think and make people think."

Everyone listened quietly, listening to Xiangyun, a different beauty, explaining the topic that men can never finish talking about together - women.

"Women are beautiful." The sound of fragrant rhyme is like spring breeze, "Slim women are beautiful because 'slim ladies are easy to seek'; plump women are also beautiful because the fragrance of the imperial concubine has been passed down through the ages.

Tall women are beautiful because they are supermodel singers, and everyone loves them; small women are also beautiful, which easily makes people think of the ivory moon tower, exquisite and transparent.

Young women are beautiful, making people feel energetic and youthful and energetic; old women are also beautiful, don’t you see "Mens, but still have a rich charm."

A cute and naughty woman is beautiful, and a woman is beautiful because of her cuteness; a fierce woman is also beautiful, "The Lion Roar in Hedong, with infinite charm."

A gentle and considerate woman is even more beautiful, with a bird dependent on others and pitiful. A woman with plain face is beautiful, pure, reminds people of white snow and cannot bear to be polluted; a woman with makeup is also beautiful, with thin eyebrows and red lips, like a face like a peach blossom, and a cherry on her mouth.

A shy woman is beautiful, and makes people feel pity; a generous woman is also beautiful, approachable and very friendly.

A dignified woman is beautiful, and makes people feel respectful and loving, "can be viewed from afar, but not played with it." A charming woman is beautiful, and Li Xiangjun is the best proof.

In short, a woman’s beauty can’t be finished in a day and a night.”

Xiangyun looked at Ling Yu and said, "Sister Ling Yu, it is easy for us women to be happy. When a woman is still a girl, she is happy in a family full of joyful and worry-free life; when a girl grows up, she married a woman who doesn't care about her face, is willing to count the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and always treats her as a child's meticulous care for her and pamperes a man who is very generous; when a woman has a child, the child is very sensible and knows to be filial to her parents and care for others, and knows that when her mother returns home for a day of hard work, she is also happy; when a woman is gray-haired and trembling when walking, there is an old man next to her who is almost gray-haired and is supporting each other to watch the sunset and walk together, she will definitely be happy in her life."

"But Sister Xiangyun, is there such a good man?" Ling Yu's eyes flashed with tears.

"Compared with most men, what are they working hard for the rest of their lives? Their women and children are for their women. For a man, a city without a woman they love, is also lonely in the hustle and bustle. Sister Ling Yu, there are many good men, some are powerful, some are rich, some are both rich and powerful, and some are nothing. It is not difficult to find a good man." Xiangyun said.

"When a person looks back on the past and thinks of those loves that pass through life like a meteor, he often attributes each other's misses to fate. This is actually wrong. This beautiful lie that regards mistakes as the will of heaven is just a self-deception. In the final analysis, fate is too illusory. What really affects us is often the opportunity of meeting and love for two moments. The interaction between men and women is full of uneasy uncertainty and reservedness. A small variable can completely change the direction of choice, so if you miss it, you will pass by forever and go further and further." Xiangyun said very seriously: "The reason why many people and many things make people feel moved, regretful, and heartbreaking is because of the timing of that moment."

After Xiangyun said this, everyone fell into silence.

Especially, who has a very high status and status present has not experienced the ups and downs of wind, waves and rocks? When they heard Xiangyun’s words, they had a deeper understanding. Many people have an illusion that such a young and beautiful woman was saying so wonderfully? It seems that she has really lived in vain over the years.

Even Nan Xing himself did not notice it, he was obsessed with hearing it.
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