Wen Anhao was talking to a prostitute in purple light clothes and tulle at this time, and in the end, the two actually pulled each other.

After a while, the woman's clothes were pulled open by Wen Anhao, revealing the blue bandeau inside, which was really a good spring color for a while.

However, for Wen An'an, this piece of spring is a bit of an eyesore, so when she looked at Wen Anhao, her eyes almost popped out of her sockets.

In fact, to be fair, Wen An'an really misunderstood Wen Anhao this time. The reason why he and the prostitute were so tugging and pulling was because of Wen An'an.

Although everyone's attention had been on Chu Fan and Xie Yuhan just now, Wen Anhao and Wen Anze were divided into Wen An'an's thoughts, for fear that she would suddenly focus on them.

So when Chu Fan was unkind and first leveled the women around him, Wen Anze and Wen Anhao became vigilant. Sure enough, Wen An'an didn't take a moment to move his gaze to them.

In Wen An'an's opinion, Wen Anze had already distanced himself from the woman next to him, and at the same time secretly warned her not to do more unnecessary things, otherwise he would make her even more unlucky than the one who ran out just now.

This woman is also a smart person, so she put on a smile and closed her mouth, and only obediently poured wine for Wen Anze next to her. But obviously, Wen Anhao lost the good luck of his eldest brother.

The unlucky Wen Anhao quietly asked the prostitute called calligraphy and painting next to him to restrain himself, but who knew that this calligraphy and painting was a master who lacked heart and eyes.

At first she was able to sit there obediently, but it didn't take long for her to stick back to her.

"Master, do you want to eat this, the slave family will clip it for you"

"Master, come on, this is the wine that the slave family just poured for you, can you open your mouth and taste it?"

"Master, why do you always avoid the slave family. Could it be that the slave family is not good at serving?"

"Oh, master, where do you want to touch this?"

The two of you dodge and I dodge, and in a moment, Wen Anhao's back coat was soaked with sweat, which was even more difficult than practicing martial arts.

Who knew that he just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but the arm that he avoided was hugged by the calligraphy and painting, although Wen Anhao tried his best to pull his hand out of the calligraphy and painting's arms, but as long as he moved slightly, the arm would touch the softness of the other party's chest.

Actually, these are not too big things. After all, they will also come out to socialize these days, although they won't really do anything, but there is always some drama on the spot.

But today's situation is different, my baby sister is still standing aside and staring.

Let's not talk about how they usually love Wen An'an, even between ordinary brothers and sisters, no one can stand the elder brother prostituting here, and the younger sister is looking at it over there.

But if you don't say that you are unlucky, Wen Anhao tried her best to get rid of the relationship with the woman next to her, but who knew that she was actually a confused person. The more she tried to get away from her, the tighter she got entangled.

So this went back and forth, coupled with Wen An'an's eyes always staring at him, Wen Anhao's original three-point weakness directly became seven.

Wen Anhao couldn't pull out. I didn't dare to make too many moves, for fear that Wen An'an would misunderstand even more. After a while, his kung fu face was like a mature Xihong temple, red from the inside out.

Even the words that stumbled were indistinct: "Just now, I didn't just now." Yes, isn't it, hey. Isn't it touching you, hey, anyway, you, you, you put it on me, let it go"

Hearing Wen Anhao's nervous tone, the calligrapher and painter only thought that Wen Anhao was a novice and had little experience in that aspect of things. At the moment, she is only acting like this because she is shy, and she is self-righteous, which will make her even more energetic.

Putting on what he thought was the most seductive smile, the calligraphy and painting raised the lotus finger and poked Wen Anhao's chest, and then used the voice that was so sweet that it could make people tired to death, and said to Wen Anhao angrily: "Hehe, hey, hey, the slave family knows what you mean."

Speaking of this, she leaned closer to Wen Anhao again, almost sticking to him. Then he poured out Lan Qi and attached Wen An Hao whispered in his ear: "Men, there is a first time, if you don't dislike it, you are willing to serve tonight."

Then, he deliberately blew lightly in Wen Anhao's ear.

Wen Anhao was really angry now, and he wanted to talk to her well, but who knew that this woman was so ignorant. And dare to do such a provocative thing to him in front of An An, if his sister really regards himself as that unbearable prodigal, he will not be able to tell how many mouths he has at that time.

Realizing that things were really a bit big, Wen Anhao couldn't care about what to bump into or not, he jumped up from the stool with a 'bang', and at the same time pushed his hands hard towards the calligraphy and painting, squeezing out a word from between his teeth and throwing it to the calligraphy and painting that fell to the ground: "Get out"

Wen Anhao's movements were secretly different from Chu Fan's just now, not to mention that he was already practicing martial arts, and his voice was louder than others, just a series of actions just now had made the entire room quiet in an instant.

Wen Anhao flicked his sleeves, looked at the surprised eyes cast by everyone, and snorted angrily: "I dare to do something disobedient to my lord, it's just impatient."

Disobedience to you?

Most of the people in the room were veterans of the place, and some of them had heard of the strange demands made by the prostitutes.

At this moment, when he heard Wen Anhao say this, they couldn't help but think a little more, and a few people looked at Wen Anhao with ridicule on their faces, but they confused him.

However, after only a few glances, everyone turned their heads and started to have fun. After all, no one would have any unpleasant trouble with their colleagues for the sake of a prostitute.

The calligraphy and painting that was pushed down by Wen Anhao sat on the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

In fact, it wasn't that she didn't want to get up, but because Wen Anhao's strength just now was too great, and she happened to hit the tail vertebrae when she fell, so she broke out in a cold sweat and sat on the ground for a long time without moving.

In addition to the physical pain, she also had a trace of expectation in her heart, hoping that someone could stand up and say a few words for herself, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see anyone move, so she had no choice but to endure the pain and get up from the ground, cover her waist and run out of here crying.

It didn't take much effort to get out of this calligraphy and painting, but the old bustard of Yixiangyuan ran up from downstairs on his feet.

When the previous rain was driven out, the old bustard was a little uneasy, who knows how long it won't be long, even the long-sleeved calligraphy and painting that is good at dancing ran out crying.

What's even worse is that no matter how she asked these two people, they just cried with their handkerchiefs in their hands, but they didn't want to reveal half a word, and the bustard couldn't sit still anyway.

"Hey, what's going on, which uncle is upset by Yu'er and calligraphy and painting, the uncles told my mother, Mom, I cleaned up these little hooves for my master, where do you dare to do it yourself"

Mixed in with the bustard's sweet and greasy voice was a choking rouge fragrance, and before everyone could frown and get used to it, the old bustard's fat body squeezed into the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect Yu'er and Shushu, the two dead girls, to be so ignorant and provoke the masters, and my mother had already beaten and scolded them just now. Since they are the ones who rely on the Xiangyuan, my mother is indispensable, and I have to match you with one."

Speaking of this, the old bustard picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine, and then raised his head and drank it cleanly, "So I compensate you for drinking two glasses, which is considered to be a compensation for the masters, please have a lot of them, don't be like us."

Xie Yuhan hadn't been able to smooth out the sullen breath in his heart since just now, and at this moment, he didn't bother to see anyone. This is also thanks to the old bustard's bad luck, which came at the wrong time, and happened to hit the barrel of his gun.

So when the old bustard was about to continue talking, Xie Yuhan suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand next to her feet, and then snorted coldly at the old bustard: "Just drink a glass of wine, is it okay for the uncles to be so worthless, you can fool the past with this glass of wine."

When the old bustard heard Xie Yuhan's words, cold sweat came down.

Usually, if you say two good words by yourself, things will almost be settled. But who knew that today's master was so bad that he grabbed this matter and didn't let it go.

The old bustard secretly looked at Xie Yuhan a few times, seeing him like this, if he didn't give him an explanation, he wouldn't be able to be good today.

Thinking of this, the old bustard lowered his figure a few points, looked at Xie Yuhan and begged: "Uncle Xie, where did you say, how can I just rely on this glass of wine, if that's the case, don't say that you don't want to do it, even my mother, I won't forgive myself."

After speaking, he didn't give Xie Yuhan a chance to get mad, the old bustard clapped his hands at the door, and the little girl who followed her up and stood outside respectfully brought in the four girls.

The old bustard pointed to the four girls lined up, and said with a smile to the young masters in the house: "If the masters don't dislike it, these are even my mothers, and I respect you."

I have to say that this old bustard's methods are also not ordinary, not to mention how these women look, just when they raise their hands and feet, between their smiles and smiles, they seem to be hooked, attracting people to look at them. A few hungry perverts were eager to pull the girls over as soon as the bustard was still alive and as soon as he finished speaking.

Seeing this situation, the old bustard secretly thought that this was the end of the matter.

But who knew that the person surnamed Xie glanced at him disdainfully, then slapped the table suddenly, and scolded sharply: "Just these ugly girls, you dare to bring and stain the eyes of Young Master Ben."

As soon as these words came out, the men who were still holding the prostitute immediately let go of their hands.

After a moment of embarrassment, the room filled the room with only the sound of the bustard being gasped for breath in anger. (To be continued......)