Feng Yuexi and Meng Modie sat in a corner on the first floor, and if they didn't look closely, they wouldn't find that there were people here, not to mention that everyone's eyes were on the Oiran Contest, and they were clean here.

Except, of course, for the two men upstairs.

"What! Murong Yi! What are you talking about!"

A soprano voice came from the corner.

"I said, Momo, can you change the merit of throwing things at me when you're angry, okay?"

"K your head, I finally saw you, you actually came to let me be a prostitute, you are so bold!"

Feng Yue was speechless, shouldn't she say this?-_-||

I'm afraid she's the only one in the world who dares to talk to her like this.

"Not a prostitute, it's an Oiran"

“…… Is there a difference?"

Meng Modie was angry in her heart, hum, sure enough, it's not good to call her back!

"Hey, forget it, I originally thought that Qixian Courtyard was close to the General's Mansion, if you came, I could also come to see you every once in a while, now, since you don't agree, then I can only find someone else, after all, in this Purple Pavilion, there are many people who want to see me."

Meng Modie lowered her head and thought deeply, although she was a prostitute, it was better to see her anyway than to stay in that Blue Moon Country every year.

Thinking like this, Meng Modie hurriedly stopped Feng Yue's thoughts.

"Wait, you've found me, and I'm still thinking about finding someone else, I'm the one you said to retreat, sue you, there's no door, besides, this job is so difficult to do, I'm so dedicated, don't change it, remember ~~"

Meng Modie pulled Feng Yuexi's sleeve, changed her previous image, and coquettishly treated her.

Feng Yue cherished seeing her like this, and a hint of smile and cunning quickly flashed in her beautiful eyes, but unfortunately, Mengmo Butterfly, who lowered her head, didn't see it.

She did it on purpose, and she knew from the beginning that Meng Modie would definitely accept it,

Feng Yue seemed to think about it for a while, and finally smiled.

"Alright then, it's up to you"

Mengmodie exhaled heavily, okay, okay. I felt something wrong again, but I couldn't think of anything wrong, and finally gave up-

"Thank you all for participating in our Oiran Competition, and now we have our first girl, Cheng Yunxiang"

"I've seen all the sons, the little woman's name is Ruexiang"

The woman's pale pink emerald green fireworks skirt is wrapped, three thousand green silk is curled into a flying fairy bun, a few strands of hair are naughtily vertical on both sides behind the ears, the face is slightly powdered, and the red lips are not red, which looks fresh and elegant.

"Wow, beauty, the first one is so good, I'm really looking forward to the remaining few"

"Rue beauty, I've decided, I'm going to ask for you"

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"At best, she's the worst in our Qixian Academy!"

Mengmo Butterfly raised her eyebrows, and her dark eyes floated with a moment of disdain.

I can see that Feng Yue is sorry to be straight, well, this is indeed spoiled by her and Jueya, this temperament seems to be →_ → brought by her

However, it is true, and this product is also the worst among them.

"The second one is our Zhenglong girl from Changhong Tower"

………… The n word is omitted here~ (Mo Mo is not talented, I can't think of so many sentences describing ancient beauties in my head, I hope to bear it!!(๑;;;;;•;;;;;.) •；；；；；；๑；；；；；；）

"The third, Miss Yingying!"

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"The fourth one is our Mu Xuan girl!"

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"Wind, can I mess them up, it's so boring~"

Meng Modie yawned, and lazily threw a complaining look at Feng Yuexi.

"Well~ Yes, it's okay, it's just that it's only the fourth one, it's messed up, it's not fun, what's more, I haven't seen the person who is more beautiful than any of us in Qixian Courtyard."

Feng Yue looked at the four on the stage, all of them have their own merits, the first is beautiful and moving, the second is as delicate as a flower, the third is enchanting and charming, and the fourth is jade and ice.

Looking at the dream butterfly beside her, this is a first-class beauty, fortunately, the two of them are in a small corner, and no one pays much attention to them, otherwise, this would have been surrounded a long time ago.

Mengmo Die's complexion is beautiful and cold, her eyes go to the deep pool of black jade, with a touch of arrogance and chic, and she does not apply powder on her face, but the women on the stage are ten times better-looking, wearing a light green long skirt, tied with a cyan belt at will around her waist, which shows that her waist is not full of hands, and her hair is combed high with a cyan hairband in a men's hairstyle, which has more free and easy characteristics than men

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