Wu Zheng and the princess were led into a small room, and half of the room was illuminated by the fiery red candlelight.

Wu Zheng blushed, and the soles of his feet began to sweat, but fortunately, he couldn't see the candle flame here. The princess still entered the house with great expectations, thinking that she knew very little about men and women like Qinglou.

This old bustard can also be regarded as taking care of the playboy, and specially found five or six Peugeot girls to serve Wu Zheng and the two. If Wu Zheng was alone, he might not be able to hold it, but this princess was still beside him, so it would be difficult to do it. I don't know what the playboy An's heart is, and he also asked the bustard to make arrangements.

In fact, Wu Zheng didn't know that the old bustard could actually see at a glance that the princess was a woman. She has been an old bustard for so many years, and she has seen many men and women, how can she not notice it?

But since it's the face of the dude, she still has to give it, after all, she makes money, as long as the guests are satisfied.

The princess and Wu Zheng were dragged by the girls and drank several glasses of wine. The princess didn't know how to drink, but she was forced to pour several glasses into it. And the hands of this group of girls are always restless, not to mention their clothes, and to grope around, as if they are looking for treasure.

Wu Zheng's clothes had already been ripped off and thrown aside, but fortunately there was still one inside, otherwise he would have to be honest with the princess.

The princess held her clothes in her hand and whispered to Wu Zheng, "What kind of place is this?"

Although the princess deliberately lowered her voice, Wu Zheng could hear it, and naturally these beautiful girls could also hear it. As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Wu Zheng didn't know how to answer, and in the face of the princess's puzzled eyes, Wu Zheng could only smile. If you want to blame the dude, if it weren't for him, this incident wouldn't have happened. took the princess to visit the Qinglou, and he also lost his playboy to come up with it, which was really brain-opening.

On weekdays, the princess is treated like this, and she can't tell what she looks like when she is pulled and pulled. The princess had never touched a place like the Qinglou, and she had never even heard of it. If a girl enters this kind of land of smoke and willows, she is afraid that she will die of laughter if she speaks out. What's more, she is still the princess of Beiliang Kingdom, and the royal family is disgraced.

At this moment, a noisy noise sounded outside the door, and a rush of footsteps sounded. Wu Zheng's first reaction was that there were assassins, after all, after so many sieges and interceptions, this kind of consciousness was already buried in the subconscious.

But in fact, it is not as Wu Zheng thought. Because when the noise stopped, there was a melodious sound of the piano outside the door.

A few thinly dressed girls in the room were the first to react, and they were about to rush out happily. As for Wu Zheng and the princess, they were directly snubbed.

The two stared at each other, probably not realizing what was going on. I've never heard of a person who runs away halfway through serving a guest. The most infuriating thing is that there is no one left.

The princess was actually quite relieved, pouting, and her pretty face was slightly red, probably because of the alcohol. "What the hell is this place?" asked the princess, looking around.

Wu Zheng scratched his head, how should this be answered. If he said that it was the land of smoke and willows, would he have to explain the meaning of the word first? But if it is directly said to be a green building, then the ears may have to be pulled out.

"Your Royal Highness, Princess, listen to the sound of the piano. Wu Zheng deliberately opened the topic, turned sideways and made a very serious appearance, and took the opportunity to turn over and touch his clothes.

The princess also looked puzzled, blinked her eyes, and was really diverted from the topic by Wu Zheng's question. "Otherwise

Go out and have a look?" the princess did not use a strong tone this time, but was asking for Wu Zheng's opinion.

Wu Zheng was naturally relieved, he was really afraid that the princess would hold on to the problem. This matter not only cannot be said now, but it will rot in the stomach in the future.

"That's right. The princess stopped Wu Zheng, who was about to open the door.

Wu Zheng's body trembled, and he slowly held his breath. Swallowing his saliva, he turned his head and smiled. Wu Zhengxin said, this princess will not react and want to get to the bottom of it?

Wu Zheng's brain is not as lively as that of a playboy, and he definitely can't think of any words for a while. If it really doesn't work, just don't answer at all, or just grab the door.

However, what Wu Zheng was waiting for in the end was such a sentence: "Call me Mo Han in the future." As he spoke, two little tiger teeth popped out, and small dimples were also embellished on the pretty face.

"Good. Wu Zheng was stunned again. For those girls just now, Wu Zheng didn't feel it at all. But only this princess has an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

"Let's go, go listen to the piano. The princess got up, straightened up the folds of her garment, and went away in search of the sound of the harp.

Wu Zhengle smirked and kept up. What did the princess say just now? It should be what Mo Han said? Wu Zheng felt that at this moment, he should give himself a big hug, he was simply amazing.

The source of the sound is not difficult to find, and the place where the crowd is is located. But there are too many people, there are well-dressed beasts who come to have fun, and there are the original women in this green building. Wu Zheng was curious about who could play the piano to achieve such an effect.

The crowd surrounded the crowd and wrapped the person who played the piano inside. Wu Zheng stood on his feet and watched for a long time, but he didn't see the face of the person who played the piano, so he had to be in a hurry.

At this time, a flute sounded, which immediately caused an uproar. Not only the visitors, but also the women who often mingled in the Qinglou, all of them were full of surprise. In the past, I didn't often hear this sound, but I also heard it a little. But this flute is the first time I have heard it.

The sound of the flute is melodious, and the sound of the piano has cleverly resonated, a piano and a flute, provocative, without the slightest sense of disobedience. The music was soft and elegant, and the whole floor was immersed in the repertoire.

Wu Zheng also wanted to pull Mo Han to squeeze in, but found that she was also immersed in it. Mo Han stood in place stupidly, his beautiful eyes closed slightly, and his fingers danced in the air along with the music.

At that moment, a smile gradually appeared on Wu Zheng's face, and he quietly looked at the beauty in front of him. Wu Zheng had never admired Mo Han's face so seriously, and now she regretted how much beauty she had missed before.

Now, Wu Zheng only hopes that this song can last longer, and it is best to continue it all the time. Wu Zheng didn't know how to dance, but at this moment, he wanted to take Mo Han's hand and dance for a while. Imagine how chic it is to dance to the sound of this beautiful music.

Unfortunately, the music ended here. There was no thunderous applause, and everyone was still immersed in the beautiful melody and couldn't extricate themselves.

Wu Zheng retracted his gaze with satisfaction and saw the scenery in the world, but it was the most moving at the moment. The best compliment is to take a closer look. When the world is quiet, I realize that the beautiful scenery is all around me.

After that, the crowd took the initiative to give way to a road. Then, a woman with a light veil covering her face appeared in Wu Zheng's sight. The woman walked past the crowd with a piano in her hand and a graceful gait.

Wu Zheng

I couldn't tell what the woman looked like, but the veil hid so many fiery eyes. The woman's eyes were cold, unmoved by everyone's performance. It's said that it's cold, but that's not it.

And the aura is that behind this woman, there is also this man with a flute. Wu Zheng only glanced at it, and then came out, isn't this a dude?

When did this thing hook up with the piano girl, and the most surprising thing is that he can even play the flute. This guy from Playboy, don't look unreliable at times, but in fact he can always surprise.

Mo Han was puzzled and wanted to say hello, but the playboy didn't look at it at all. If Wu Zheng's consciousness is a little stronger, he will definitely find the difference in the dandy's eyes.

Entering the room, the woman said softly: "Today, it's troublesome." ”

"Playing for Sister Oiran is naturally a matter of course, but it's just. Speaking of this, the dude deliberately paused in an accentuated tone, and did not continue at once.

The woman blinked, then asked cooperatively, "But what?"

"It's just that you give me a familiar feeling. The dude leaned in, put his nose to the woman's ear, and exhaled. In fact, it was smelling the rouge smell on the woman's body.

The woman's complexion did not change at all, of course, because of the veil, it was naturally not easy to be noticed.

"Childe often comes here, so he is naturally familiar with the little girl. The woman said lightly.

"I hope so. The playboy quickly retracted his body, handed the flute in his hand and said, "Your flute." ”

The woman took it and saluted the dude again. The playboy's expression was indifferent, and he naturally knew what the woman meant by driving people away. But when he turned around, the playboy casually threw down another sentence: "This flute is far less flavorful than yours." ”

This sentence, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a frivolous act of a playboy. However, the woman knew that the playboy also had what he called extraneous meanings. This playboy is obviously trying to help, but as everyone knows, in fact, the most troublesome thing is here.

The dude went out and ran to a corner, a table full of flasks. At the table, a man was sleeping like a dead pig.

The playboy went over, helped the dust up, and beckoned to Wu Zheng and Mo Han not far away, signaling that it was time to go. Because the dude didn't have much silver with him, he took a bead out of his dusty pocket and slapped it on the table.

When he went out, Wu Zheng was still talking about his flute around the playboy. The playboy didn't want to deal with Wu Zheng, but slowly let go of the hand that was holding the dust.

So, Luochen stood firmly in the surprised eyes of Wu Zheng and Mo Han. Not only that, but not even a little drunk.

Wu Zheng still doesn't understand, this thing is pretending to be drunk again. However, Wu Zheng didn't understand what the point of falling into the dust and pretending to be drunk. In order to evade the bill? That's not right, it's to take his night pearl to pay the bill.

"How's that?" asked the dude impatiently.

"Didn't find it. Luochen shook his head and sighed.