Chapter 19: Oiran willows like smoke
"Childe is talented, like a cigarette heart! Willing to meet Childe's requirements! Liu Ruyan said with a smile, since ancient times, beauties have admired talents, although they are dressed up in front of them, but this talent, if they are above the court, they are no worse than anyone.
Envy, Han Feng felt the look of envy projected around him, this is the feeling of making men jealous and making women cry, Han Feng felt this beauty in his heart, and suddenly saw the eyes of the little young master looking at him, and quickly understood, he took so much money from others, and used people's money to eliminate disasters for others!
Han Feng hurriedly paid attention to Liu Ruyan's expression in front of him, just glanced at it, Han Feng was like being hooked, it was difficult to turn his gaze away, this girl, she really looks good, just this look, the whole school flower level, and looking at her pair of jade rabbits, it really made Han Feng a little fantasized, after getting closer, the smell full of feminine fragrance on her body came to her nose, and Han Feng was very fascinated!
This is the charm of beauty, just a glance at it from a close look completely attracted Han Feng's 100% attention, Han Feng looked a little fascinated, I really don't know what to do at this moment, I hate my eyes for not fighting, but I can't do without this woman's body, as if I was fascinated, I was attracted away.
It's a kind of magic, and it's definitely not your own lust! Color is emptiness, color is emptiness! Han Feng silently recited this sentence in his heart, I don't know how many times he repeated it, but his eyes just couldn't be removed, this is the pain of being a man, right? Especially a handsome man like himself, it's even more painful!
After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Han Feng stabilized his mind and said respectfully: "It's just a family member in the next place, if you want to make a request, please ask my young master to mention it!" After Han Feng said this, he glanced at the little young master who was looking at Liu Ruyan upstairs.
The little young master was also very good, and he understood what Han Feng meant in an instant, and nodded his head like a rattle.
"But it's you, the son, who wrote the poem, and it has nothing to do with your young master, so naturally this condition has nothing to do with your young master!"
Unexpectedly, this little girl actually vetoed her proposal, Han Feng glanced at the stupid young master of his family, and thought, hehe, it's not that the sprinkle family won't help you, the girl herself said, hey, young master, since you don't have this blessing, then sprinkle oil, so he smiled badly, he, this smile, not to mention how bad it is.
And this lewd smile also frightened Liu Ruyan in front of him, Liu Ruyan subconsciously shrank back, could it be that the family in front of him was thinking about something bad, not to make himself do something out of line.
Han Feng's mind is indeed full of bad thoughts at the moment, and there is no one who is serious, after all, Han is also a man no matter how he says, although he is not very good now, but once the male hormones in his heart explode, it is like surging spring water, and no one can resist it!
"You're going to ...... What are you doing? Liu Ruyan asked calmly, she suddenly realized that the subordinate in front of her might be breaking her rules.
This kind of woman's intuition is very accurate, Liu Ruyan stared at Han Feng in front of her, she was very flustered, she didn't know what Han Feng was going to do, Han Feng put away her smile and replied solemnly: "Han Er is just a small guy in Shangguan Mansion, so since the girl asked me to make a request, please ask the girl to sing a song alone for our son-in-law." ”
"Good!" The little young master was overjoyed and gave Han Feng a thumbs up, and everyone was surprised, this Han Er's request was too much, too dick!
Zhuang Gongzi became interested, looked at this self-proclaimed Shangguan Mansion, squinted his eyes, what a talent, Liang Gongzi didn't want to be envious, listened to Han Feng's opinion and scolded his house slave for being useless, why is the salary of his own servants richer than that of Shangguan's family, but there is no talent like Han Er?
This really can't blame those subordinates, after all, how many people in the world can Han someone be so shameless and handsome, and very literate? Do you say that people are angry?
Han Feng glanced at the uncompetitive little young master, this grandson's saliva was already flowing all over the ground, he really didn't know how to write the word shame, his eyes were full of red hearts, like a very lustful head.
"Yes!" Liu Ruyan gritted her silver teeth, and her heart was unhappy for a while, she was the number one here, and there were many people who admired her, but the family in front of her didn't know what to do, and he didn't cherish his promise and let it be given to the young master of their family?
Let's talk about this Shangguan young master, who doesn't know that he is a thorough gentleman, with no ink on his chest, his reputation in Hangzhou City can be said to be rotten, and the other sons are willing to deal with him, the entire drunken flower building, this Shangguan young master's yin name can be said to be known to every girl, but people are willing to spend money, so everyone doesn't say it.
Subconsciously looked up at the young master Shangguan who was hugging left and right upstairs, Liu Ruyan hated Han Feng to death, this guy just wanted to push himself into the fire pit, but he had already made a request, if he didn't fulfill his promise, it would really be a loss of face.
But......
"Isn't it that Miss Liu is unwilling?" Just when Liu Ruyan was in a dilemma, Han Feng spoke again, Liu Ruyan snorted softly, and then turned around: "Why don't you want to?" Shangguan Gongzi upstairs, please! After finishing speaking, he walked upstairs without looking back, and the little young master ran down and patted Han Feng on the shoulder: "Han Er, Young Master Ben really didn't misunderstand you, hurry up, follow Young Master Ben upstairs to discuss...... Oh no, go upstairs and listen to the music! ”
This guy is still thinking about sitting and talking, it seems that his mind is full of pictures of sitting and talking, Han Feng once again despised the little young master in his heart, and then followed behind the little young master's ass.
You see the master and servant, hand in hand, jumped towards the boudoir on the second floor, this small step, that is called a brisk, especially the little master, has been coveting the willow like smoke for a long time, this time can finally get in close contact, the little heart jumps and jumps, just like a deer crashing.
Downstairs, Zhuang Gongzi and Liang Gongzi sighed again and again, but they didn't have such a good blessing, they could go upstairs to listen to Miss Liu sing a song alone, countless people showed envious eyes, looking at the master and servant who were going upstairs, for a while, sighs rang out one after another.
"Han Er?" Zhuang Gongzi closed the fan and muttered to himself the name of this subordinate: "Interesting, interesting, let's go!" Now that the result is obvious, it is obviously no fun to stay any longer, so he left the Drunken Flower Building with his subordinates.
The two followed Liu Ruyan into Liu Ruyan's boudoir, slowly opened their eyes, and what greeted them was a pink and yellow curtain, and the twilight was slightly cool. Overhead is a tassel that sways gently in the wind. From time to time, a burst of rosewood wafts in, quiet and beautiful. Next to the couch is the window, exquisite carving, rare wood.
This is the room of the Oiran? Wonderful, wonderful, Han Er nodded, and bursts of fragrance came to his nose, making Han Feng indeed a little fascinated, looking at the little young master, he had almost written the color words on his face, with a look of longing, and he couldn't wait to get in and sit down with Liu Ruyan and talk about it.
Liu Ruyan walked into the room, looked at the young master Shangguan with a demented look, and felt disdainful in his heart, and then saw that Han Feng also followed, but it was not surprising, after all, the slave followed the master.
So Liu Ruyan said coldly; "I don't know what song Shangguan Gongzi wants to hear?"
"Eighteen ......" The little young master was so full of lust that he wanted to say directly - "Eighteen Touches! Han Feng hurriedly covered the little young master's mouth, and then said with a smile: "Our little young master wants to hear the dream order!" ”
"I don't know who composed the "Dream Order"?"
"Anything goes!" Han Feng hurriedly resolved the embarrassment, Liu Ruyan was also very unhappy in her heart, this little young master of the Shangguan family was really not a good person, she didn't have a good impression of the little young master at all, on the contrary, Han Feng was very interested in his family, so he nodded a little and began to chant softly.
There was a banquet in the deep cave of Taoyuan, a song of dancing and singing phoenix. When you want to say goodbye for a long time, you go out with tears. Like a dream, like a dream, the waning moon falls and the flowers are heavy.
There was a banquet in the deep cave of Taoyuan, a song of dancing and singing phoenix. When you want to say goodbye for a long time, you go out with tears. Like a dream, like a dream, the waning moon falls and the flowers are heavy.
The red lips are slightly opened, with the melodious song of the guqin, slowly singing, the sound is like a clear spring in a mountain stream, and when the beads and broken jade close their eyes, it seems that they can dream of the grass and the warbler flying, and the spring dawn of the embankment; Gradually, with the high-pitched sound of the piano, she led her neck to sing, like a phoenix spreading its wings, with an awe-inspiring and noble aura, and her singing voice seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and crack stones; At the end, the piano note was low, and she lowered her head slightly, like crying and complaining, like admiration and resentment.
Han Feng felt that he was really drunk, there could be such good news in the world, his voice was winding, like a dream, this is what the ancients said, if you don't get drunk, everyone will get drunk, Han Feng felt dizzy, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him singing, her voice was very good!
"Childe, how is this song?" After Liu Ruyan finished singing, he asked with a smile, and Han Feng clapped his hands: "Miaozai, Miaozai girl's voice is moving!" ”
The little young master was already stupid at the moment, motionless, like a fool, oh no, he was originally a fool, such a song, it was like a heavenly sound.
"This song is only in the sky, how many times is it rare to hear it in the world?" Han Feng said to himself, the little young master was drooling at the moment, looking at the wonderful beauty in front of him.
"I don't know if Childe can understand lyrics and songs?"
Know lyrics and songs? Why is this little girl testing people all the time, listening to her sing a song, she has to come up with another question, which can be the teacher who can be the question now, Han Feng was a little embarrassed in his heart, it was obvious that he was testing himself, the little young master was completely a waste, but if he didn't answer, then the little young master's face would not be able to hang up.
"I know a little bit about it!"
"If Childe is willing, please ask Childe to compose the music, and the little woman will sing, I don't know if it's okay?" Liu Ruyan smiled and looked at Han Feng playfully, Han Feng touched his head and let himself make a song? I really haven't done it, the ancient people sang with the name of the word brand, but I don't know too much, just like Li Qingzhao's words, it is estimated that they are all rotten on the street now, so for a while, I was really tested!
Han Feng was depressed in his heart, since he came to this era, he knew astronomy, geography, learned and was rich, and he could do anything, but he didn't expect to be tested by this little girl's lyrics at this moment, since you asked me to write lyrics, then I will write what you don't know!
There are always a few old loves that are fragrant for a moment, and a few people cross the center of the dream. Every time I wave my hand, there is always a touch of melancholy, patchwork and fill half a lifetime of thoughts, disdainful of who says that love is over, how desolate it is. Forget the madness of love, a farewell and two widths to count how many past, in the dream you are still the same as the original, I know that I have to be in love with a person who went to the building yesterday and the tears are slightly cold, the road is not endless, and the love is like the wind and water. Hongchen can't escape a few times!
"May I ask what the name of the word Childe is......"