"I want to see Mother Ruan," she said indifferently.

The bright eyes of the prostitute were stunned, and she was a little dazed when she listened, and secretly thought that this sister would not choose all kinds of men, and she would name Ruan's mother as soon as she came? Is this a beehive?

Puzzled, he secretly raised his eyes and looked at her again, could it be?

While inquiring about the situation, she waited, she was already a little impatient, and when she turned her eyes to look at the prostitution child, she saw that she was smiling, and her jade teeth were flawless.

"Good sister! If you want to sell yourself, turn the road to the prodigal street, where the Jade Nu Pavilion is famous! ”

Her face sank, and she lost her patience completely.

"It's just! In the current situation, you also know that business everywhere is not easy to do, and no matter how famous you are, it is useless to have no customers! But with your appearance, you can still live there. The prostitute stretched his gaze and pointed in the direction of the Jade Slave Pavilion, and said that he was right, but with a turn of his eyes, the person was gone......

"Hey, good sister!"

At the beginning of the beehive, the bead curtain hangs in the sky, the flying pavilion surrounds the corridor, on the corridor in the pavilion, the shadows become pairs, the jade people kneel side by side, the splendid embroidery is endless, a piece of spring in the world in the drunken gold fan.

The dance pavilion is located in the center, a pair of jade pillars stand on it one after another, and the book has "Spring swallows dance in both ways, and the heart of spring is everywhere". There is a long wooden ladder winding down on the attic, east and west, north and south, as if a hundred rivers return to the sea, there are three or two beautiful people stop on it, appreciate the old songs, watch the waist and limbs dance, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, and the words and smiles are fragrant.

The two-story attic, Fuya Hall, the most spacious position of the entire Fengyue workshop, sitting on it, you can see the overall situation in the workshop.

Her footsteps stopped on the corridor outside the Fuya Hall, a strong smell came to her face, frowned and looked at the hall, the person lying on the couch, the face was like a woman's charm, the body was like a man's rugged, the small fan touched the tip of the nose, and was intoxicated with the devouring incense powder.

Although the makeup has changed, the eyes have not. She was sure that he was the person she had met at the Deserted Moon Inn last night.

"Good sister!" Immediately, one or two prostitutes rushed over, and their voices were so coquettish that they could almost pinch out the water, "Let my sister and I serve you!" ”

She just stood tall, and when necessary, she hid her clumsy body, and taught those crazy prostitutes not to get close again.

A pair of indifferent eyes stared at the person on the couch for a long time, revealing a bit of lethality, until his charming eyes slowly turned around.

"Last night, Arazuki Inn, medium room. You remember! She spoke first.

"What are you talking about, girl?" Ruan's mother pretended to be confused.

"Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, it is not an overnight effort, you will do this Fengyue workshop so prosperously, you must also have a strong ability. Doing the things of chickens and dogs is not your style! I think there must be some misunderstanding in this, you say? She further said.

Mother Ruan first covered her lips and smiled, then sat up and sighed slowly, "The girl has a unique vision and listens to her words!" However, there is one thing you said wrong. What I do in this Fengyue workshop is a shady thing in itself! ”

"I don't care if what you do is bright or not, but if someone takes advantage of the danger of others when there is a fire in my room, I will not let it go easily!" Her tone was even colder.

"So what?" Ruan's mother lowered her eyebrows and asked, and at the same time raised her hands around her shoulders, and slowly retreated on the couch in a pale yellow gown, revealing her red and purple underwear and exposed shoulders. With his legs cocked, he looked up at her, "What does the girl want to do?" ”

She took another step forward, boldly met his majestic eyes, and said with a little force: "Hand him over!" ”

"The person I fancy will have no reason to escape once he is in the palm of my hand!" Ruan's mother looked at her and said, and raised her hand to signal to the people waiting around her, and after a moment, a bag of money bags fell from her palm, "My Ruan's mother is a businessman, and businessmen play is trading." This is his selling price, a full hundred taels of silver, all the profits that originally belonged to you, and another ten taels, just as my Ruan's mother compensated the girl for taking the goods first and then paying the money! ”

She stared at Ruan's mother, her face was like frost, and her tightly locked lips slowly loosened, "This person, his daughter is not for sale!" ”

The clumsiness in his hand was clumsy.

Suddenly, there was a "poof" sound, and the person in front of him fell down, and there was no sound again.

The waiter stepped forward to take a look at the clumsy from the ground, and asked his mother: "Mom, it's a good scimitar, isn't this person a wind man?" It looks like our enemy, but the one we took away last night is a permissive person! So, who is she? ”

The waiter was burying his head on the ground and was sullen, Ruan's mother pinched her forehead by herself, and her beautiful skin couldn't hide the sleepiness in her heart. He pulled up the cover and draped it on his body lightly, got up and walked behind the painting screen, and at the same time covered his lips and explained slightly: "I'm tired, don't bother me anymore." ”

The waiter responded obediently, and then asked a relative: "Mother, what should you do with this girl?" ”

Ruan's mother glanced back at her behind her, and said lazily: "Shut it up in the dark room for the time being, and at the same time check her details." Oh yes! Na Yunren is different from ordinary men, his internal strength is very domineering, and he wants to use it for himself, I am afraid it will be more laborious. You let Ziwei pay more attention to that Yunren, and extraordinary people should use extraordinary means! ”

"Slave obedience!"

On the futon, her eyes were closed.

Will leave, in the hands of Ziwei......

In the dark room, the lights are like stars, flickering by themselves.

"How's the man?" The sound is like a pearl like jade, light as autumn frost, like hearing the chime, ringing outside. Nine cakes in Chinese

"Sister Ziwei, I took care of her according to your instructions." A beautiful prostitute agreed.

"Let's go back first!" He moved into the room.

"Sister Ziwei, this is? Isn't my sister not interested in men anymore? Beginning to get back on the right track? The prostitute asked jokingly.

"Don't be poor, hurry up!"

"Good, good!"

As soon as the prostitute had come out, he turned to close the two doors, and heard the sound of footsteps.

"If you don't want to die, don't act rashly!"

was suddenly choked, the handle of the fan he was holding in his hand was beaten, his neck spasmed slightly, his long eyelashes were gently hidden, and he saw a hairpin head exposed in front of his neck, which was very sharp.

Maybe if he moved, the hairpin would pierce his throat, and he wasn't afraid of that. I'm afraid that the person behind him is limited by his height, which causes the strength of the hairpin to be insufficient, and he may end up half dead, no matter what, he will always suffer some flesh and skin, he doesn't like it.

He smiled in his eyes, without the slightest fear, but raised his hand in amusement to surrender.

"Where is he at the moment?" White Bait asked.

"In my room." He made no secret of it.

"Lead the way!" She lifted her body higher, and at the same time clutched the hairpin tighter, probably because she couldn't see the man's true face.

He could clearly feel that the hand holding the hairpin stopped in mid-air and trembled slightly. He reminded gently: "Long-term intake of Ruan's mother's Jiuyou incense can make people who are physically and mentally tired sleep quickly, and the first intake will make people who are physically and mentally exhausted more tired and finally dizzy." Although the white girl survived, it would have some effect to a greater or lesser extent. If the white girl wastes her physical strength like this again, she is afraid that she will faint before she sees the young man. ”

His words turned out to be a prophecy, and she really became more and more weak, and the hairpin ran out of her palm, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly.

He slowly turned around and saw the woman called White Bait clearly.

Her fists clenched tightly, trying to fight against the effects of the incense on her. In a trance, I saw the man's face clearly.

The long torso is unmatched, and she is even more out of reach, wearing a smoke-colored thin shirt as casual as the wind, covered with a clean robe, Danqing walks with a pen, and the artistic conception pattern of the willows on the moon. The three thousand ink hairs naturally scattered behind him, and only part of it was tied with a long jade bone hairpin.

In the scorching glow, the slender face is extraordinary, smiling when lazy, the jade hand is holding a paper fan, between movement and stillness, it is not only endowed with the soft beauty of a woman, but also endowed with the heroic spirit of a man, which is the best among men.

Obviously, this person, both in terms of identity and status, is completely different from the other prostitutes in the Fengyue Workshop.

Not only know her name, but also recognize her at a glance. Who is he?

Unwilling to be so high up and played with by him in applause, she resolutely picked up her self-esteem: "Less nonsense, tell me - where is he?" ”

Unexpectedly, the paper fan in his hand swept in front of her, a faint fragrance was very tangy, on the edge of sleep, she could not control her intake of those fragrances, and subconsciously told her that she needed them, desperately needed them, because it was more effective than using willpower to hold on.

As soon as her eyes closed and opened, she realized that the clothes on her body had been changed, and she began to ask, when did this beautiful dress be changed?

No......

At this moment, she seemed to be completely awake.

In the dark room, the two looked at each other, he was in his chest, and she had a plan.

"Tiaohuayu. In the Fengyue workshop, everyone calls me Ziwei. He shook the paper fan gently, and the willow branch on it complemented the elegance on his robe.

Seeing that her eyes were full of sharpness, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and said lightly: "You can rest assured, I will leave Gongzi safe and sound after my superb pharmacology, although it can't be said to be good, but it is definitely better than when I was by your side!" I can give you back what he was, no, I should give him back to you one safe and sound! The premise is, you have to listen to me. ”

dispersed the bystanders and locked the door, which shows that he came to see him privately.

Knowing that she was hit by the incense, but he rescued her, it can be seen that he has full confidence in controlling her, and not only that, but she should still have the value of using him.

He wasn't lying, but what was he doing it for?

She said proudly: "What do you want me to believe in you!" ”

"Since my mother has put him in my hands, it means that he will be my person from now on, and no one else in the Fengyue Workshop will touch him. His life and death are all in my hands. You say, "At this time, if you don't believe me, who do you believe?" He looked down at her and said, the corners of his mouth and the tips of his eyebrows were full of innate confidence. Seeing her hesitation, her waist immediately straightened up, and she said, "Don't worry, my style of acting is completely different from my mother's." Now it's up to you to dare? ”

"Good!"

He pushed open the door of the dark room and stood in the corridor, his eyebrows long looking towards the center of the pavilion.