Chapter 392: A Bloody Case Caused by a Meat Bun (17)
Xu Danyang said with a smile: "Qianjinsan is a commonly used warm medicine in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, which can not only charm the mind, but also has a very good aphrodisiac effect. ”
Murong Xian'er was shocked, and hurriedly probed her pulse, and after a while, she blushed and snorted angrily: "Miss Ben's pulse is fine, you don't want to talk nonsense!" ”
"Miss Murong raised in a deep boudoir, I have never heard of such a thing......" Xu Danyang originally thought, Murong Xian'er is beautiful, all men in the world are masters of the sex business, Chang Muzi will not be an exception, she has walked with him for many days, so she has some friendship, if she pretends to be close to Murong Xian'er, stimulate the nerd, make him jealous, take the initiative to the beauty, and achieve his good relationship with Murong Xian'er, it can be regarded as a merit.
But this time Chang Mu is not there, let alone her now...... The situation is worrying, and she is really not in the mood to play the game of concubinage with the little girl anymore.
Xu Danyang squinted his eyes and looked Murong Xian'er up and down, "Heh, I haven't married yet, so I can only go to the Qing-Lou-Chu-Pavilion...... Well, 'Thoughts', I am very familiar with this daughter. ”
Murong Xian'er looked blankly at Xu Danyang, who had a 180-degree turn, "You...... You lied to me! ”
"He's right." Squeak, a dim candlelight came in with the sound of the door opening, and a man with a body like a water tank stood in the doorway, his face hanging down from the lamp, very like a piece of meat patty.
"Is that you?" Murong Xian'er unconsciously shrank to Xu Danyang's side.
"Naturally, it's my son," the man smiled softly, and the meatloaf had a more lewd meaning on his face, "Xian'er, we have met thousands of miles away, and we meet again, this time you should agree to our marriage, right?" ”
"Don't you think about it!" Murong Xian'er grabbed Xu Danyang's sleeve tightly, but her face was silent.
"Hehe, Xian'er, don't forget, Li Xiu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is the father of this son, you are just the daughter of a businessman, and being able to make a concubine for this son is already a smoke on your ancestral grave......"
Li Gongzi, who had become a fat water tank, approached Murong Xian'er step by step as he spoke, and when he got closer, he saw Murong Xian'er dragging Xu Danyang, and his oily eyebrows wrinkled into two caterpillars, "Xian'er, this son wants to bring this brother back to 'serve' personally, can't I let it go to you!" ”
After that, he grabbed Murong Xian'er's wrist with his fat hand, and dragged her to his side, "Xian'er, is it hot to dissipate heat after eating a thousand gold?" ”
Murong Xian'er endured a tingling pain on her wrist, her apricot eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Li Mingli! Don't underestimate my Murong family! The first few times I indulged you, I saw your father's face begging for each other's old face, and if you stalk again, don't blame my Murong family for not giving your father's old face! ”
This Li Mingli is the second son of the Li family who has been pestering her, and he is a frequent visitor in the Qing-Lou in Beijing, the second son of Li fell asleep and snored with a shocking sound, and he really had the momentum of a donkey's barking, and the flower girls gave him the nickname of Li Er Donkey behind his back.
In the autumn of last year, Li Erdonkey was shocked when he first saw Murong Xian'er, and vowed to put this woman on the pillow, but the people of the Murong family did not agree, no, last month, Li Erdonkey pretended to be sick and lived in Murong's house for two days, and in the end, the old valley lord of Murong was angry and beat the shameless donkey out.