The sound of gongs resounded throughout the street, causing a sensation, and the expressions on the faces of some flower girls were difficult to distinguish, but the men who came in a hurry but were left out didn't care about this, straightened their clothes, and hurriedly stepped into the green building called Furong Garden.

Seeing this, Jinxiu also raised her eyebrows, and lightly bowed her head to the pink butterfly who showed her best side to herself with her neck high, and said, "It's okay..."

As he spoke, Jinxiu stretched out a hand in his wide sleeve to the flower girl who called Hongji, and said, "Miss Hongji, you can take me to see this Hibiscus Garden, I don't know if it's okay?"

Sure enough, when the red girl heard the words, she raised her head in surprise, and she couldn't pretend to be pitiful anymore, and blessed Jinxiu with all kinds of charms, so she trotted past the pink butterfly standing in front of Jinxiu, and shyly put her body into Jinxiu's arms.

Warm fragrant nephrite in her arms, and there is no smell of those pungent incense powder balm, Jinxiu is very satisfied with this, although he is not a man, but if he wants to enter this hibiscus garden, how can he do it without a woman?

Satisfied with his restrained shriveled chest, Jinxiu stretched out his sleeves and covered the red queen into his arms, and the fox fur, which was not heavy but full of warmth, intimately shrouded the red hime, and instantly made the warm current in the heart of this gorgeous and boundless woman.

Childe is really intimate! Although he looks so cold, although Hongji thinks so, he can be very useful to the cold fragrance that surrounds him tightly.

The delicate body that was not covered by a few pieces of cloth was squeezed into the not very broad chest of the splendid embroidery!

Hongji was moved by the intimate fox fur of Jinxiu, completely ignored the pink butterfly who was showing off in front of her, leaned on Jinxiu's arms and passed by her, which attracted ridicule in the eyes of Hu Niang who had not left for a while, but it was only maintained in a silent state.

Pink Butterfly almost bit her silver teeth, she resented, but she didn't dare to do anything, that young man was noble, what could he do except fiddle with Hongji......

Jinxiu didn't know the mind of the pink butterfly, she was now sitting in the private room on the second floor facing the stage on the first floor, drinking the wine fed by Hongji, not to mention, Surabaya City is worthy of being a city, and a single hibiscus garden is full of magnificence, not as low-key and elegant as Arima, but it is also full of antique.

Whether it is escalators, railings, tables and chairs, the doors and windows are all made of fine mahogany, wrapped in a thin layer of tung oil, and layers of red yarn hang down from the roof of the third floor, wrapped around the escalators and railings, and the entire hibiscus garden is dyed with a bit of temptation for no reason.

On the platform on the first floor, the red veil and the white veil reflect each other, both cold and warm, and swallow a sip of the wine poured by the red Ji again, Jinxiu remembers, this Oiran on the first night of today's auction is called Dongxue, woo, Jinxiu thinks, just listening to this name is cold enough, and I don't know how the real person is.

Thinking about it, Jinxiu held the hand of Hong Ji in her arms and tightened it tightly and moved again, Hong Ji is as her name suggests, she is dressed in a bewitching red, and she is like a demon queen, Pink Butterfly is dressed in pink is true, as for the butterfly, she didn't see it, Jinxiu shook her head, stroked Hong Ji's black hair and looked lively, but she didn't see Hong Ji's red eyes for a moment.

The hall on the first floor is very crowded, and the tables and chairs placed are not enough at all, and there are many people sitting on the side with stools, and there are even all kinds of men standing in front of the stage, but without exception, they all have a ** face.

On the other hand, the private room on the second floor is much quieter, whether it is drinking tea and drinking, there are all beautiful women in the arms and around them, but compared to the noise below, it is simply too beautiful, Jinxiu shaved the tender face of Hongji without pressure, and asked

"How is this Winter Snow Girl? There are a lot of people looking forward to it here, and it's very good to think about it?" Jinxiu's words were nothing more than an interest in the person below, but her tone was still so unobstructed, and the look on her face was even more unscrupulous.

Even if she was going to answer the guest's words well, Hongji still didn't want to let go of Jinxiu so easily, and raised her hand to stroke Jinxiu's long hair, and admiration flashed in her eyes, so she said leisurely

"Miss Winter Snow is the daughter of the prefect, two years ago the prefect was exiled, and Winter Snow fell here, it is said that she can't get rid of this cheap nationality in her life, because she has an excellent appearance, and her mother takes care of her, but there are a lot of people who wait for Miss Winter Snow to hang a sign at the age of thirteen, this time, no matter what, you can't hide it...."

There was melancholy in Hongji's words, but it made Jinxiu a little surprised, and when she looked back, she saw that there was some bitterness in Hongji's eyes, and she was very pitiful to the winter snow when she heard her tone, but it reminded her of her identity, Jinxiu raised her hand and patted her back gently, which was silently comforted.

didn't pay attention to Hong Ji's soft eyes, but Jinxiu heard a lot of information from Hong Ji's words, just like the daughter of the former prefect of Surabaya, who fell here two years ago.

Come to think of it, Surabaya was already in the plot of someone in the imperial court at that time, and this prefect must be just a thorn in the side of Jile Town, as for whether the youngest son of the general in Jile Town is in the midst of souring, Jinxiu thought, but I am afraid that I will not be able to escape.

Since they are all people who are going to be removed by that person, the winter snow below is also hindering that person's eyes, Jinxiu hooked his lips and smiled, but there was no sparkling music in his eyes, only the cold light was deep, and he gently pulled a strand of Hongji's hair, Jinxiu did not look back, and said in an uncertain tone, "You are honest, and this is also said casually?"

But I don't want Hongji to be afraid, but instead from sitting on Jinxiu's thighs to nesting in Jinxiu's arms, red gauze and snow white intertwined, fragrant hair, wriggling delicate body, if Jinxiu is a man is afraid and can't help it, but at this time, Hongji, who rests his face on Jinxiu's neck, doesn't see it, Jinxiu's face is comparable to the black face at the bottom of the pot.

Forget it about hugging, what is this for? But but, thinking of the fragile look of this red Ji Fangcai, the hand that Jinxiu had stretched out still hung down helplessly, and the red girl in her arms, who didn't know about it, began to say leisurely

"Hongji doesn't know what's wrong, she just thinks that Childe is trustworthy, and it's not a secret, it's just that everyone doesn't say it in the open...."

The fragrance of Rulan sprayed on the neck, except for dyeing the ears of Jinxiu with a flush, there was no other effect. On the contrary, Jinxiu was a little helpless about this seemingly deep and innocent red girl, and at this moment, the sound of the yoyo piano had sounded in the layers of veils below.......