Chapter Twenty-Nine: The First Sight of the Demon

If I can't get Lin Yunting, I will die; for a man hanged from a tree; I don't know what I'm proud of, no man wants it, and gossip has been with me for half a year. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even Aunt Shuang just wants to sell me early, and she doesn't care if she is a wife or a concubine or a slave.

As everyone wished, I practiced only in my room every day, and played some unsuitable tunes in the evening. I am happy that no guests have clicked on me.

Until...... Half a year later......

This is the day I turn fifteen.

Of course, I didn't know my birthday, and Aunt Frost insisted on classifying me and the woman who came in on the same day as the same day. So tonight, there will be two girls in the Star Picking Pavilion. night, to be auctioned.

It was the night of the Star Picking Pavilion, the crowd was boiling, and the whole field was full. The men's eyes widened as they looked at us two girls with scarves covering their faces.

I looked around the scene, and it was all filthy people.

I did a meticulous job this time, just to let Aunt Shuang earn more silver.

Next, it's time for Aunt Frost to do some basic displays.

Pace, please, talent......

One item is complicated, but Qingchu and I have done it seriously.

The last step, and of course the most important display, is physiognomy.

Led by Aunt Shuang, he walked to the front of the stage, and the people below had been looking forward to it for a long time.

But I suddenly felt that there was an unusual atmosphere in this field. Two strands, to be exact.

I can't tell what it was, but I always felt like there were a lot of eyes staring at me. The kind of waiting for an opportunity is by no means an ordinary guest.

The veil of the girl in front of her was removed by Aunt Shuang, and the audience applauded.

Naturally, prices have skyrocketed.

In the end, in the clapping of Aunt Shuang, she sold it to an outsider for two thousand taels.

Now, I was the only girl left in the room, and the enthusiasm of the guests became more and more high, and everyone was ready to try their skills.

As soon as I stepped to the stage, I sensed something was wrong. Fang Cai's waiting for the opportunity to move was even more arrogant.

It's like an invisible net that nets me in it.

The heart is empty and uncomfortable.

I looked up and looked around regardless of etiquette, and finally found that pair of extremely cold eyes in an inconspicuous corner.

It was a box on the second floor, not the best, only second-class.

He sat at the table, holding a jade wine glass in his hand, and looked playful.

But even with this playful demeanor, it is still charming.

Under the neat eyebrows, there is a pair of extremely demonic phoenix eyes; The exaggerated and tall nose bridge, some shadows of the Western Regions, mysterious and unpredictable; The most terrible thing is his soft two lips, such a man makes two words unconsciously pop up in my mind: demon!

With such a look, I'm afraid I don't know how many women have been harmed. But by no means me.

All I know is that he has the potential to be my buyer. Because in his eyes, I saw a kind of possessiveness that was being suppressed.

If you want to, why suppress it? I don't know. It can only be said that he hid deeply.

Around him were several retinues, and it could be seen that they were all kung fu people.

But he didn't look like a martial artist.

That's right, few of the children of rich families can really practice martial arts.