Yan Donglai just released a little bit of the king's domineering spirit, and let the three scoundrels compromise. It seems that practicing martial arts is still somewhat useful. He was patted on the head a few times and tapped on the shoulder a few times, and the return for such an investment was quite rich, a full fifteen thousand taels of silver, and he was very satisfied with the result. He is not afraid that those people will not accept and complain to the family behind them, and in a few days, someone will invite him to dinner. When the time comes, no one knows what kind of story will happen. Yan Donglai thought of this, and he was very happy, he was a master who was not afraid of big things.

King Liang's daughter is naturally the daughter of King Liang. As for King Liang, Yan Donglai didn't know much. The information he transferred from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion was also pitiful, only one more page than the information of the old Yan King. He hadn't met King Liang, but when he thought of King Yan's physique and virtue, he was not interested in this kind of person. Fortunately, Liang Wang's daughter is not bad, with ice and snow jade skin, a melon seed face, a small nose, a high nose bridge, and a bit of beauty. As for why King Liang's daughter is called King Liang's daughter, not a county lord or anything like that, he didn't bother to investigate. Does he, the son of the King of Yan, have to be called the son of the world? He doesn't think so. What he didn't understand was why King Liang's daughter invited him to dinner three times and five times, could it be that she saw the potential of her little white face, so she tried every possible way to soak him, a handsome and extraordinary son?

After some thought, Yan Donglai unconsciously followed the slave to the Golden Horn Lake. The scenery on the Golden Horn Lake is excellent, with rippling blue waves, and a round of tender green willow trees plunging into the water. The lake is dotted with several pleasure boats. There was also a very humble boat, waiting alone at the water's edge. Before Yan Donglai stepped onto the ship of King Liang's daughter, he felt a strong fragrance. Liang Wang's daughter's approach today is extremely inconsistent with the past. She just rented a small boat, and she didn't have a silk and bamboo orchestra as a companion, let alone singing and dancing, and she seemed extremely quiet. The boat is just enough to accommodate two people sitting opposite each other, so it can't accommodate a third person. Outside the cabin, there was only one person rocking the long bow of the ship.

"Young Master Yan, you can be regarded as here. The little girl has been waiting for her son for a long time. Liang Wang's daughter beckoned in the cabin, and her words were very enthusiastic.

Although the weather was already warm, she knew that Yan Donglai liked to drink warm wine, so she seemed to warm a pot of hot wine very appropriately, and there were some delicious dishes on the small table.

Yan Donglai sat down peacefully. looked at the food on the table, and then looked at the woman in front of her. This woman is anything but simple. The delicacies on the table were exactly the delicacies he talked about with Fu Beichen at noon. And Fu Beichen, as his retainer, has no reason to betray him. So where did this woman find out? Moreover, these delicacies are scattered all over Youzhou City, even if Yan Donglai comes to find them by himself, and some of them can only be bought depending on the time. It seems that she has put some effort into it. Thinking of this, I was not much surprised, and I had already made up my mind in my heart, I am afraid that I have to be more presumptuous, so as to disrupt the other party's layout.

Yan Donglai thought of it and did it, he put his hand on the hand of Liang Wang Qianjin, rubbing it repeatedly, not to mention, he found that the skin of Liang Wang Qianjin was quite good, as smooth as silk.

Liang Wang's daughter did not shrink her hand, but was full of smiles, letting this person be light. She picked up the wine jug on the table with her other hand and poured a full glass for Yan Donglai.

The wine was served in the wine glass, and Yan Donglai was very happy to smell the unstoppable mellow aroma permeating the cabin. Just to the corner of his mouth, he just sighed: "It's a pity that there is no beauty in my arms, no matter how strong this wine is, no matter how delicious this dish is, it doesn't mean much." ”

Liang Wang's daughter lowered her head and asked softly, "Don't you know if the little girl is a beauty?"

"What, what did you say?" Yan Donglai asked deliberately.

Who knew that Liang Wang Qianjin gritted her teeth, raised her head, and said with a coquettish smile: "I don't know if the little woman is a beauty?" The voice was very loud, but the smile was a little stiff in Yan Dong's eyes.

Yan Donglai said with a smile: "If you are not a beauty, then I really don't know how many beauties there are in the world?"

Hearing the praise of her sweetheart, King Liang's daughter simply got up generously, changed from passive to active, gently stroked Yan Donglai's arm with one hand, and then really sat in Yan Donglai's arms. Liang Wang's daughter's blushing face added a bit of ambiguity to this atmosphere. And the fragrance on her body hit Yan Donglai's head directly, Ya'an Donglai was in good spirits, this beauty is already in his arms, can he sit still and not mess up?

Yan Donglai has never regarded himself as a gentleman, nor will he do things that a gentleman prides himself on. Therefore, his actions followed his heart, and his left hand touched the thin willow waist with great ease, and the gentle and smooth fabric added to the feel.

Yan Donglai's right hand was not idle, and he was not willing to lag behind, so he directly climbed the plump peak, and the scenery on the peak was infinite.

Yan Donglai was quite intoxicated, and simply closed his eyes, his eyebrows fluttering. Then he said, "It would be nice if there were beautiful people to feed the wine." ”

Liang Wang's daughter looked at him as if she was enjoying her death, and she was ashamed and angry in her heart, and she wanted to beat this prodigal son, but she was afraid that she would beat him away and never see him again. At this moment, she could only hold the wine glass, and then with a push of her little hand, she was about to send it to Yan Donglai's mouth.

Yan Donglai opened his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled evilly: "I prefer you to feed me with your mouth." ”

As he spoke, his hand kept moving, and his left hand went down the willow waist to the stone embankment on the shore. The plump thighs opened slightly, and the hand was about to explore the secret area belonging to women that made countless men reverie and obsessed.

Liang Wang's daughter's thigh felt Yan Donglai's presumptuousness, as well as the indescribable hazy impulse, and she felt indescribably shy, but it had reached this point, and she couldn't give up halfway. She really put the warm wine in her mouth, stretched out her jade neck, and when her red lips were curled, she stretched out to Yan Donglai's lips, like a fresh flower that could be picked by others.

Yan Donglai was naturally unceremonious. I laughed at all the wines, and even tasted the taste of the fragrant red lips. It can really be said that the fragrance is tasteless, the Finnish smell is smelly, and the wine is red and drunk.

Yan Donglai ignored the delicate cheeks of King Liang's daughter who could drip water, and said with a smile: "This is much more valuable than the girls in the brothel, and I don't know how many men I have to eat." ”

When Liang Wang Qianjin heard this, she couldn't hold back any longer, and slapped Yan Donglai on the face, and Fang Cai's gentle gaze turned into some resentment and anger. He even compared himself to the women in the brothel? Could it be that he was really so cheap? She had been a golden branch since she was a child, and she could not bear to be bullied, let alone humiliated. At this time, he was also angry, broke free from Yan Donglai's two wolf claws, and then escaped from his arms, stood up and pointed outside the cabin, and only said one word "Get out". The momentum was like a rainbow, so scared that Yan Donglai was like a little mouse running for his life, and he ran away.

didn't care about the daughter of King Liang who hid alone in the cabin and cried red-eyed.

"This little girl is getting more and more arrogant every time. Yan Dong said.

He's not very old himself, but he likes to be big. But when he thought of that little girl, he couldn't help but have a big head. He was originally a demon king of the mixed world, and he would get into trouble wherever he went, and he could be said to be the most dazzling thorn in the crowd. At most, the others will hide away from him if they are afraid, and who will try their best to get close to him? He began to reflect, could it be because he entered the inner courtyard too ostentatious? I didn't think so, and then I thought about it again, saying that what kind of character is this Mr. Shuchen? He can enter the inner courtyard if he is so noisy. It seems that he still underestimated the ability of that pavilion. Yan Donglai is very willing to think about some things to get answers. Because he is too boring and too easy to get answers, he enjoys the process of verification more for this kind of question, and even deliberately does not think through some questions.

Watching the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance reflect on the water, some of the cruise song houses on the Golden Horn Lake have hung their lanterns and are ready for tonight's party. Yan Dongzi didn't have that mind since he had enough trouble in the inner courtyard and outer courtyard of the chess courtyard, and in his own words, this lake is full of legends of the master. He entered the chess academy to study, and he only needed to pass the last hurdle before he could return to his hometown in Bingzhou. When the time comes, find an opportunity to usurp the throne of the old Yan King, the world is so big, he will live more freely than the person in the free list. I also want to immediately take the lady to my side, so that she can enjoy her happiness. He couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of this beautiful day. This day is also too promising, a little unreal. But at the thought of having to be imprisoned in this chess courtyard for so long, he lowered his head and sighed several times. Yes, he called this kind of life that many students dream of going to prison.

Yan Donglai returned to his residence, the residence was extremely simple, a stone bed, two wooden tables, a chessboard, a number of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and there were no famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall, so he only pasted his own ink treasure. One is an extremely narcissistic word, I am born to be extraordinary, and the purple air comes from the east. It was originally a couplet, but the next three words were not thought out well, if it was a hasty ending, adding three words to call the emperor, he would be seen in the future, and I was afraid that he would have to waste a lot of lips and tongues to justify. In this way, there is only emptiness, so this purple qi is more like a pen name.

The second one is more rebellious, looking up to the sky and laughing and going out, how can my generation be a Penghao person. Fu Beichen asked where Basil was, but he only vaguely said that it was a fairyland in the young master's dream. Fu Beichen was extremely easy at fooling, so Yan Donglai often wondered how he practiced the martial arts. This kind of excuse can be passed, and Yan Donglai is more at ease with Fu Beichen.

Yan Donglai's two characters don't have much discipline, and his pen power is not very vigorous, but once he sees these two words, he will feel at ease.

He casually beckoned Fu Beichen to make a cup of strong Pu'er tea, and then fiddled with some chess pieces on the table. He muttered: "Backgammon, flying chess, checkers, how is it Go." "He's so active, even if he follows the game, he will often wander outside the game.