Chapter 133: Drunken Oiran (Recommended Over 100!Add a Chapter!)
There was a strange silence, whether it was the name of the Mo family's son, or the sky-high price of suppressing the audience, for a while, the whole scene was quiet, and countless people gasped and sighed secretly, worthy of being the son of the Mo family, he was really wealthy;
"My son's bid, gold, five thousand taels!"
Because the door was open, the abrupt shouting sound directly entered Mo Li's ears and caused everyone to exclaim again;
"Double!"
Mo Li threw the drunk wine jug aside, spit out two words coldly, picked up another jug, and continued to pour wine;
"What?"
When the old bustard heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was very happy, and shouted excitedly:
"Son of the Mo family, bid, gold, 10,000 taels!"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, the noisy scene, eerily quiet for a moment, and the instant fry, not a discussion, but a sigh one after another, and the sound of gasping, from a thousand taels of a lot of money, to a rare ten thousand taels in ancient and modern times, just a few breaths apart;
"Hmph! Let's go!"
A cold snort came, obviously the person who was bidding with Mo Li, who seemed to feel that he had lost face, and walked away, Mo Li heard the words, and with the strength of the wine, he sneered, with a look of disdain, and continued to drink by himself, as if he was very satisfied with the quiet around him;
"Congratulations to Mr. Mo, for winning Miss Qiu Ju's red pill at a sky-high price! Please wait a moment, the old slave will go and bring Miss Qiu Ju to you! Hehe..."
The old bustard was overjoyed, walked in happily, bowed his hands, congratulated him with a sneer, and left in a hurry with a wicked smile, obviously to find the Oiran, the girl Qiu Ju went, knowing that Mo Li didn't like to be noisy, and when he left, he sensibly closed the door, isolating the sigh of the hall;
"Mo Gongzi! Rich and rich! I don't have to say it! Little brother admires! Come! Do it first for respect!"
"Isn't it! Quietly! Preemptive! Awesome!"
"Another stunning beauty! Alas, you Mo Gongzi is so beautiful, you really want to envy me and wait!"
"Well, who says it isn't! Come on, don't say anything!!"
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Mo Li heard the words, squinted his hazy drunken eyes, raised his glass from afar, drank it all, and then continued to drink the sullen wine alone, as if he disdained the praise of several people, and didn't care, as if at this moment, only the wine in this cup could temporarily relieve the sorrow in his heart;
"Squeak!"
The opening of the door attracted almost everyone's attention, only Mo was unmoved, still the same, and poured himself a drink;
"Mo Gongzi! This is the Oiran of our Spring Courtyard, a famous beauty, Miss Qiu Ju, tonight, he is your son! In order not to disturb Mo Gongzi's Yaxing, the old slave will retire first! I wish Gongzi a happy time! Have fun!"
After Dad finished speaking, without waiting for Mo Li's answer, he flashed and let Qiu Ju, who was hiding behind her, out, stretched out his hand and pushed, and pushed Qiu Ju, who was dressed in a pink gauze dress, half-covered and half-hidden, and in the spring light, to Mo Li's side, turned around with a sneer, and instructed the turtle slave behind him:
"Tonight, the Mo family's wine and food are all free!
After the old bustard heard the promise, he hurriedly turned around and retreated, quietly closed the door, and went back to the house to count the money with joy;
"Suck!"
Since the moment when the old bustard let Qiu Ju's figure out from behind him, a few pairs of squinting eyes have been grandiose, and of course, locked on this peerless and enchanting body, with a look of lust and soul, if it weren't for the family background of Mo Li, I'm afraid they would have pounced together;
Qiu Ju, who was pushed to the ground, looked at Mo Li, who was silent beside him, his handsome face was full of indifference and coldness, and then looked at several other dignified sons, with hot eyes, bold, bowed on the spot, took the lead in speaking, and exhaled like an orchid;
"Slave Qiu Ju! I've seen a few sons! Plain and vulgar, let a few sons laugh! Disrespectful! Please bear with me, don't blame! The slave family is here, confess first!"
The seductive sound of seduction sounded leisurely in the ears of several people, like a beautiful woman whispering on the pillow, like a fairy playing and singing in a dream, as if the yellow bird was singing in the spring breeze, with a burst of ethereal aroma, naughty into the sinuses of several people, so that a few people who were slightly drunk were almost addicted;
Different from the performance of extremely fox friends and dog friends, Mo Li still didn't say a word, drank at the door, and didn't look at the Qiu Ju girl from beginning to end, so that Qiu Ju, who was used to seeing hot eyes, couldn't help but look at the son who took his red pill differently;
You see how much more beautiful this little looks like, it is estimated that it can pinch out the water, and you look at this figure, it is concave and convex, round as jade, white and beautiful, just looking at it, it makes me feel hot and itchy!"
"Alas, although what Brother Liu said is true, it should be stopped in moderation, don't spoil the love of you and my brother, drink this cup, I should also leave, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, I don't want to be unreasonable, delay Mo Gongzi's good deeds, stir up Mo Gongzi's interest, come!
"Okay! Cheers! This son tonight, I can have a chance to meet, Miss Qiu Ju's beautiful face, it can be regarded as a blessing! Since I know that it is a delusional word, why bother to say anything else, if we drink this cup together, our brothers will change places, and get drunk again, if you don't get drunk tonight, cheers!"
"What Brother Chen said is good, just what I want, although the girl Qiu Ju is beautiful and delicious, but I and other superfluous people, but I can only sigh and covet in vain, so let's say, our brothers, it's good to leave as soon as possible, so as not to look greedy here!"
Suddenly, a few people who were disheartened, after some dejected nonsense, raised their glasses together, each raised their heads and drank it all, put down their cups, glanced at each other, got up in a dashing manner, and bowed to Mo Li, who looked drunk, without saying a word, and hurriedly retreated;
Mo Li still raised his head and drank wildly until he drank the last drop of wine, threw the wine jug aside, and fell to the ground with his back to the sky, in his mind, thinking back to Bai Shou, from meeting and knowing each other, to falling in love, to tying the knot, and those beautiful days spent together, I couldn't help but feel a tingle in my heart;
"Young Master Mo! Slave Qiu Ju, thank you for your appreciation! The slave family is delicate, and I hope that the son will take pity on him!"
Qiu Ju was treated indifferently by Mo Li, and was a little overwhelmed, until his fox friends left, then he had the courage to cautiously, approached Mo Li's side, gently withdrew his gauze clothes, leaned his finely carved face on Mo Li's shoulder, and pleaded softly;
"Hmm!"
Mo Li, who was drunk like mud, listened to the familiar voice in his ears, opened his hazy drunken eyes, followed the reputation, but only saw his head full of green silk, instinctively shrugged his shoulders, felt that his shoulders were suddenly light, and a delicate and beautiful face came into view. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info