Chapter 167: The Hundred Schools of Thought VII

"The person behind Master Zuo is not a giant, hmph, I'm a little curious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The woman withdrew her gaze from Bai Yu and looked at Zuo Entropy with a smile, "I don't know who Lord Zuo is doing things for?" Although Lord Zuo has no talent in the world, he is also a rare mechanic, and the person who can summon such a minion is not an ordinary person. ”

In response to the woman's unceremonious words, Zuo Entropy just smiled and was speechless, grabbing the fish food with one hand and throwing it into the pond.

When the woman saw this, she said no more and went along the pontoon.

At the same time, in the Pingyuan wine shop, Qian Jin danced in red clothes on the stage, her eyes were as tender as water to look at the men under the stage, and there was a smile on her white and tender face that could be blown and broken.

"The skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like a rhino, how many people are there today?" A young brother who was dressed gorgeously and elegantly looked at Qianjin with a little dementia, and when he said this, the wine in the wine cup in his hand shook down, and the wine spilled out.

Standing in front of this young brother was a servant who looked a little clever, and he saw that the master in front of him looked like he didn't know when the wine spilled. He sighed inwardly, and subconsciously touched the completely shriveled money bag on his chest. Since the Qian Jin on the stage came to this Mingyuan wine shop two months ago, the master in front of him is spending his time in this Ming Yuan wine shop every day.

Consume it, but the day before yesterday, this servant happened to see the master in the private room of Mingyuan's wine shop, and the father of the son-in-law in front of him. He was afraid that the lord in front of him would be too high-profile and attract the attention of his master, and he would have to eat it at that time.

After the dance, Qianjin stood on the stage and saluted slowly. There is a little guy with a gong passing in front of every son, bowing extremely low, and every word is full of flattery for the powerful.

"Yuan Hai..."Brother Gongzi called out to the servant standing beside him, and took a sip of wine.

The servant took out the money bag from his chest, poured out the few gold bahts that were left from it, looked at the little man who was walking towards them, and threw the gold baht into the gong.

Brother Gongzi saw that there were not many gold baht thrown into the gong, his face was a little bad, but when he turned his head to look at the servant, he saw the empty money bag in the other party's hand, "It's gone?"

"Childe is gone. The servant lowered his voice and looked at the private room on the second floor, "Childe, let's go back earlier, yesterday, I faintly saw the figure of the master in the private room." ”

"Dad?" As soon as this boy brother heard this sentence from his servant, he was frightened. He is the son of the Yuan family in Handan City, and his father is a well-known Confucian believer, and he has very high requirements for the way of etiquette and music.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" the boy pulled the cuffs of his servant and looked up at the private room on the second floor, "Yuan Hai, let's stop here today." ”

"Good. When the servant heard this, he was overjoyed, and ran out of the wine shop after his father.

In the private room on the second floor of Mingyuan's restaurant, a man about forty years old was looking at the door obsessively. There stood a woman dressed in white, dressed like tulle, faintly revealing her mutton-fat skin, and beneath her slender collarbone was a mesmerizing breast, and there was a scenery between the ravines that made people reluctant to look away.

"Lord Yuan, are you looking to eat the little woman?" Qian Jin said angrily, closed the door with one hand, took off the white clothes he was covering outside, and completely exposed the white clothes on his upper body, exposing a trace of snow in front of the man.

Seeing Qian Jin like this, the man's usual face changed in an instant, and he couldn't restrain his greedy eyes.

"Giggles, Lord Yuan is not here for this!" Qian Jin smiled at the man, and gently tugged the profane belt behind his back with his right hand, with a look of shame and embarrassment, "Lord Yuan is here, do you want the little woman to take the initiative?"

Hearing this, the man finally stood up, walked straight towards Qianjin, and grabbed Qianjin's waist. He lowered his head, his eyes swept over Qianjin's chest, the slender belt went down from Qianjin's slender neck, and the snow-white obscene clothes slightly covered his chest, covering up with a thousand kinds of style, ten thousand charms.

"Do you want it? I'm hot." Qian Jin leaned his head on the man's arms, twisted the other party's palm with his hand and put it into his own dirty clothes, rubbed it gently, and looked up at the man again, "I've been waiting for the adult for a long time." ”

Facing such a beautiful woman's amorous eyes, this man who often talks about Confucianism and Buddhism is also a little unbearable, he swallowed his saliva, and didn't need Qianjin to rub the other party's chest with his hand, his hand just couldn't help but swim between Qianjin's chest, lowered his head and sniffed close to the other party's neck, spitting hot air, obviously a little excited.

"It hurts, adults rub it gently. Qian Jin pretended to push the other party's head close to his neck, and when he said this, the whole person jumped up, his legs clamped around the man's waist, and his head was tilted to cooperate with the man's lips that roamed between his neck, "My lord, go to bed, the little woman is your adult today." ”

Heavy gasps suddenly spread in the room, the quilt on the bed was pulled away by the man with one hand, holding Qianjin and embedding the whole person on the big bed, he looked at the woman lying on the bed, and couldn't help but pull his coat.

"Giggles, sir, faster." Qian Jin laughed, and his hands touched the other man's buttocks upwards, pulling hard at the inside of the man's coat.

"Right now...," the man roared heavily, and after quickly removing his clothes, he stood up, pulled his pants hard, and looked down at the woman under his crotch and laughed.

"Hehe, it's okay." Qianjin's gaze wandered between the man's crotch, revealing charm in her bones, she half-knelt on the bed, her hands facing back and lightly untied the belt of her dirty clothes, "Adults can you solve it?"

"Good.. Okay!" When the man heard this, he immediately squatted down, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes wandered over Qianjin's body, his broad palm was attached to the other party's back, and the belt was sandwiched between the index and middle fingers, and he pulled it apart little by little, watching the other party's side breasts show more and more, and his eyes became more and more exciting. Then at the moment when the obscene clothes fell, he threw himself into Qianjin, pressed the other party's chest with both hands and rubbed it, his whole face sank between the snow-white ravines, and he gasped for breath.

"Giggles, my lord is really an anxious dog..."Qian Jin held the man's head and stroked it to the other party's back, his legs wrapped around the other party's body like a thin snake, and exhaled like an orchid, "Quick... Dot..."

When the man heard this, he seemed to be stimulated, and he rubbed the other party's chest more violently, and his eyes were flushed. Qian Jin tilted his head, and his neck flushed. As her hands roamed over the man's back, blood-red marks gradually blended into the man's body, and she chuckled, "Hurry up, slower, and your thing will be able to sit outside." ”