Chapter 179: It depends on how long he lasts
"Yes, the people around this Lu Gongzi are not ordinary people, this one looks really more handsome than the other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
As several women spoke, they had already rushed up and threw Bai Ning's shoulders to their seats.
"Childe drinking?"
"Childe came to eat fruit. β
"Childe, feed you. β
Bai Ning supported her forehead, and the corners of her mouth twitched twice: "I...... I'll do it myself. β
"Didn't you still laugh at me, why can't you laugh now?" came a slightly joking voice from the side, and a soft touch of softness faintly flashed across his cold face.
Bai Ning was squeezed around by several women with her chest, even if she was a woman herself, she felt very embarrassed, so she turned her eyes to Lu Qian.
Lu Qian stood aside with a good show, and saw Bai Ning and Li Yan staring at him at this time, so he dismissed a few women with interest.
The door was closed, and Lu Qian gloated and said, "I didn't expect my disguise technique to have such a good effect, I will make one another day to play." β
Bai Ning sneered: "It depends on the face." β
The three of them sat down, and Bai Ning Fang unhurriedly lifted the wine jug and poured it into the glass: "Said that there is a mission tonight, and the location is here?"
Lu Qian looked at Bai Ning and sighed: "The prince won't let you come, you want to come, if you mess around like this, we will be scolded by the master." β
Bai Ning took a sip of the wine glass and smiled lightly: "If you don't say this, how will he know? This matter is related to the life and death of me and my son, if I don't come in person, I don't worry." β
Lu Qian shook his head helplessly: "With the two of us here, you still don't worry?"
"How is she afraid of death, don't you know?" Li Yan didn't drink, poured a cup of tea, and drank it unhurriedly.
Lu Qian thought about it, felt that it was very reasonable, and thought of something: "Speaking of which, the people of the court are chasing the young Pixiu, could it be ...... This Pixiu is in your hands?"
Bai Ning paused, lowered his eyes and didn't speak, it was really bad, he actually forgot about this stubble, so he exposed the whereabouts of the golden ball to Lu Qian and Xiao Yan, and now I am afraid that no matter how much he says, it will be difficult to hide it.
"No wonder the spiritual art has grown so fast, it turned out that it drank the blood of the divine beast?" Lu Qian squinted his eyes, with a sly expression, and his expression seemed to say, "It's okay now, I've caught it."
Bai Ning touched his nose and said in a deep voice: "You can't make a public announcement about this matter." β
A few people were sitting, and suddenly there was a rough and reckless laughter outside the door: "Hahaha, little beauty......"
The door to the next room creaked open, and a group of shuffled footsteps entered, and the door closed again.
Bai Ning paused, frowned slightly, and looked at Lu Qian: "Isn't this Liang Ao's voice?"
Lu Qian hooked his lips and chuckled, stretched out his hand and made a boo gesture: "Be quiet, he has this hobby." β
Bai Ning pursed her lips, stood up, walked to the wall, put her ear to the wall and listened for a long time, and then walked back.
To no avail.
"The walls here are treated so that it's impossible to hear each other. Lu Qian sat on the seat, drank the fragrant wine unhurriedly, and reminded lightly.
Qi Yan sat quietly for a while, a pot of tea had been drunk, and asked Lu Qian: "How long is it?"
Lu Qian laughed: "It depends on how long he can last." β
As soon as these words came out, the two people sitting next to them were stunned, their old faces turned red, and they were silent.