"This son is a bit of a face, isn't he a local?"

Jing Zhe was standing downstairs when a burst of aroma wafted over.

As soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into someone, took a step back, and looked out.

It was a woman who was not tall but had an unusually plump figure who spoke, Jing Zhe was a head taller than her, and when her eyes glanced down from high...

I only feel that my nose is hot and my mouth is dry.

Quickly looked away and laughed awkwardly.

"My sister guessed right, Xiaosheng came from Pengzhou."

When the woman heard this, she smiled even more, "No wonder! I said, when did there be such a handsome boy in Yongzhou City? ”

As she spoke, the woman's body leaned over, her eyes were like silk, and she exhaled like an orchid at Jing Zhe's neck.

"Since Childe has come to Chunshui Building, why don't you go upstairs with your sister to drink tea and listen to the song?"

Looking at the woman's eyes full of spring, Jing Zhe was speechless, I'm afraid it's not so simple to go upstairs, right?

The woman seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and her body squeezed against him again, her arms full of oppression.

"If Childe wants to do something else, you can do it..."

“……”

Jing Zhe swallowed his saliva, withdrew his arm from the woman's front with some reluctance, and said: "Thank you sister for your kindness, but Xiao Sheng has no other hobbies except poetry, so I can only apologize!" ”

As he spoke, he also bowed his hand to the woman.

The woman was a little unwilling, but she didn't force it.

Although "Chunshui Building" is a green building, there is no shortage of scholars who write lyrics and poems in the building, and she has seen a lot of nerds who are stupid to read like this.

felt that it was a pity, and the woman finally left a sentence, "If the son is tired, you can come upstairs to me at any time and call me Sister Feng." ”

After saying that, he twisted and went upstairs.

Sister Feng...

Jing Zhe wiped his sweat, unaware of it.

And Han Han next to him stared at him, and still didn't understand why the two of them were standing here, and the woman didn't come to ask him?

Although he won't go up either...

Next, there were four or five different women in a row, Huan Fei Yan Thin, who came to say the same thing to Jing Zhe, but he refused.

Han Han finally couldn't help but ask.

Jing Zhe looked at him for a long time and pointed to his face.

"Good looking, you can really do whatever you want."

“……”

……

"To be able to stand alone in this land of smoke and willows, what Childe has done is really admirable!"

At this time, two young men who looked like scholars came over, looking dressed up, a son, and a small servant.

The skin of the two is much whiter than that of ordinary men, especially the pink boy, who is handsome and handsome compared to Jing Zhe.

With black hair coiled up at will, eyes like water, red lips and white teeth, and well-developed chest muscles that can't be covered by clothes, even Jing Zhe sighed to himself.

Seeing Jing Zhe's gaze fall on his chest, the pink boy's cheeks were slightly red, and he moved his body to the side.

Jing Zhe knew that he was rude, and smiled: "Where, where..."

"Childe doesn't have to be modest!"

The pink boy arched his hands and said with emotion: "I have been in Chunshui Tower for a while, and I found that the men who came here couldn't avoid the word "woman" left and right. Only the son's conduct is noble, which makes him feel sorry for him and yearn for it! ”

"False praise, false praise... Actually, I'm just ......"

"Childe doesn't need to say it, he understands it below!"

Before he could finish speaking, the pink boy interrupted, his eyes full of understanding and affection.

You know the!

But Jing Zhe didn't appreciate it.

Men, chromophobia also.

As a man, he naturally wants to eat, and he repeatedly rejects those women, not because of justice, but because...

Poor!

"Childe, you and I have similar interests, why don't you find a clean place and have a drink together?"

"No, there is still something to do, if Childe really wants to drink, let's find someone else!"

A man is still a man who is better looking than himself, Jing Zhe really can't have a good impression of him, so he quickly refused.

The pink boy was not discouraged, thought about it, and then smiled: "I heard Gongzi say that he only loves poetry just now, and I saw that Gongzi has a detached temperament, so I think poetry must be excellent, right?" ”

"General, average."

"Childe is really humble! But it's a coincidence.,It's quite accomplished in poetry.,If the son likes poetry......"

The pink boy stepped forward and persuaded: "You can find a quiet place and teach the son!" ”

Jing Zhe took two steps back and tilted his eyes at him.

He really wanted to say to this pink boy: Labor-management gender male, but hobby is female!

Even if you're good-looking, I don't want to be a kid!

So he spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, don't pretend, I have a showdown, I am indeed modest." ”

"In the next poem, I am alone in the world, and I think that no one is invincible, so I don't have to say anything about the things I teach! Also, please don't follow me anymore, okay? Good bye! No, don't see you! ”

After Jing Zhe finished speaking, he fled directly, leaving only the pink boy standing in place, staring at his back, a little distracted.

"Temple..."

As soon as the little guy who had never spoken said a word, he was glared at by the pink boy, and immediately changed his words: "Childe, there are so many people in this building, why is he the only one?" ”

"I always feel that this person is more unique, and he doesn't want anything..."

"And nothing?"

The little guy tilted his head, and seemed to think of something, covered his mouth and smiled: "Giggles, but he seems to be quite afraid of the son." ”

The pink boy bit his lip and spit out another sentence softly.

"And because, he's thick-skinned enough!"

“……”

……

As the sound of the guzheng ended, the dancers on the platform on the second floor who could make their debut in a group all retreated.

The graceful figure in the curtain got up, bowed to the audience, and sat in front of the guzheng again, through the hazy thin curtain, it was even quieter and more beautiful.

Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, the hall on the first floor was boiling.

"Miss Wan'er!"

The applause was higher than the wave.

Han Han next to him stared at the crazy scholar, scratched his head and asked, "Childe, what's wrong with them?" ”

Jing Zhe didn't know either, but he could roughly guess something.

Pointing to the curtain, he whispered: "If I guess correctly, the woman behind this curtain should be the top brand in this Chunshui Building!" Most of these scholars are also here for her! ”

Jing Zhe has never eaten pork, but he has also seen pigs run.

There is competition in all walks of life, and Qinglou is no exception.

What is the competitiveness of Qinglou?

Girl.

And the core competitiveness of a green building is the top brand.

In his time, it could be called IP.

That's a powerful existence for drainage!

Thinking so, Jing Zhe also began to look forward to the graceful figure behind the curtain, and was especially curious about his appearance-how could he have to be at the same level as Lu Li to dare to call the top brand, right?

Hey, how can you think of that enchantress?

Jing Zhe shook his head, feeling incredible.

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