"Shi Gugong, how does it feel?"

The "tall and strong" Fang Erlang, who had a lewd head, glanced at Yan Zhou, and with one mouth, it was a candied fig that was stuffed into the mouth of the little lady who was exposed in clothes.

In this scene, Fang Jun has one leg on the other leg, a big white velvet blanket all over his body, and the whole person is lying in the recliner inlaid with a stainless steel skeleton cushion.

"Erlang's posture is so heroic and domineering......"

A few little ladies who served Fang Jun talked and teased him from time to time, although in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, there were rumors from time to time that they wanted to think about how Zhang Dalang was in Chang'an Pingkangfang back then, but where was Zhang Dalang as well as Fang Erlang this year in front of his eyes?

Among the famous prostitutes in the capital, which one has a poor background? After the offender, it has to be some famous, right? As long as they are not looking for death and life, but all the bitches who are ready to fish in the lowly industry, their EQ and IQ are both online, but the Tang Empire did not give them the opportunity to be laid off and re-employed.

Once you enter the Houmen, it is as deep as the sea, but no matter how deep it is, can it be deeper than the prostitute?

There is a sister from Yangzhou, what kind of "show art but not sell body" means earlier, a silver gun Xiaobawang in Beijing said: Lao Tzu overlord is hard to bow and then does not give money, this is not considered a sale, right?

Q: Which is the truth of this truth?

The little overlords in Beijing shouted one after another: The truth of Chang'an Cheng Saburo back then! Have you heard of Cheng Lixuemen? Is Chengmen Lixue scared?

These two allusions, one is cheap and the other is as fierce as a dog, and the emotional intelligence exercise of the little overlords in Beijing starts from these two allusions, as for outsiders to understand? Didn't you see that there was also Cheng Saburo's predecessor Fang Erlang?

Fang Jun likes to enjoy this feeling of "there is no tiger and monkey in the mountains to be the king", it is so cool. In the brothel, Fang Erlang feels that he is the king of prostitutes and an invincible existence.

Accompanied by the flattery of a group of young girls, Fang Jun laughed, took out a handful of silver coins and continued to "scatter coins", and shook the cotton slippers on tiptoe and said loudly: "A certain posture is called 'Erlang legs', what do you young ladies think?" ”

"'Erlang legs'?! Hehe, it's really appropriate and chic, and others use this posture to think of Erlang. ”

"The slave family wants to sit on the 'Erlang lap', I don't know if Erlang agrees?"

When Fang Erlang heard this, he immediately untied the white velvet blanket and said with a lewd smile: "Why promise or not, since Miss wants to sit up, what else is there to say?" Let's look at a certain change, Miss Bao is satisfied. ”

In other words, regardless of the fact that there was still a sixty-year-old man lying in the room, his finger pointed to a lump of meat exposed to the air, and said in his mouth: "Look at a certain trick!" ”

"Great! Big! Big! Big! Big ......"

With Fang Erlang's "curse", Yan Zhou suddenly had dead fish eyes, he finally knew why he planted it, and he planted it so thoroughly.

This fucking Fang Xuanling's son is a fool!

"Hahahaha...... Erlang's trick is good, but it is extremely powerful, even more powerful than the great saint. I heard Nanli say that the legendary Cuo Da told a story about subduing demons and eliminating demons, and I didn't see anything great about the golden hoop stick, and sure enough, the rod made of iron was not as good as the ...... made of meat in the sisters."

"Erlang has a golden hoop stick, is he going to subdue the demon?"

The young ladies suddenly came to their senses, or laughed or seduced, not caring at all that the sixty-year-old man was still lying there and standing up, and the whole room was filled with an atmosphere that made Yan Zhou beg for mercy again and again.

“……”

Yan Yi couldn't wait to go back in time, rushed to the moment when he broke into the door and pretended to be forced, and then slapped himself repeatedly eighteen times, and he couldn't speak.

Thousands of calculations, the name of a lifetime is omitted in the second-hand house, this is fucking!

has written articles for the emperor for decades, and the Yan family style is second to none in Wannian County, which is also counted. But this situation, with any eye you can think about, you know that he is a person, and he doesn't want to rely on "knowledge" to regain power.

Yan Zhou was secretly sad, but he heard Fang Jun yell: "Goblin! Where to go! Eat my grandson...... A great old house! ”

“……”

For a moment, Yan Xuan really wanted Fang Xuanling to listen to it next to him, how the did you teach such a superb product? Still "eat my old house"? Who is the old house?

"Grandpa Erlang spared his life, and the slave family was willing to be punished, just to save his life......"

"You goblin, I heard that you have changed, I don't know how many heroes and heroes you have harmed, how can I disturb you!"

"Grandpa Rongyu, the slave family is only good at ventriloquism in Beijing, and has never harmed people's lives."

"Oh? When you say this, how can you believe me? Does that make sense? ”

"Yes, there are some, grandpa reined in the stick, watch the slave family perform ventriloquism, you know the slave ventriloquism, and you will never be able to hurt your life......"

"Hurry up!"

The dog man and woman over there were about to do something, Yan Yan really couldn't stand it, he was originally a corpse and pretended to sleep, but he also had the right to take a break and slow down his spirits. But at this time, how could he continue to pretend, and immediately "sat up in shock in his dying illness", patted the warm bed, sat up and shouted: "Stop...... Shut up! ”

"Shi Gugong, I think you are a world-class talent, and you are not very powerful? How? Is this uncontrollable? ”

After that, Fang Jun reversed and sat back on the recliner, and with a gesture of his hand, a young lady came over and knelt down on his lower body, and the white velvet blanket was wrapped again, and even the lower half of the body was covered in.

It's just that Yan Yan's face twitched, and he saw that there was a beauty under the white velvet blanket who was performing a "battle of words", but he couldn't say anything.

"Shi Gugong? Why don't you say anything again? ”

When Fang Jun saw it, he was immediately annoyed, and he was about to lift the white velvet blanket, but Yan Jun suddenly shouted: "Fang Jun! How are you doing? ”

"Oh, can you talk. Shi Gugong, a certain is not very quirky, and he prefers to have a sixty-year-old man watching from the side to act. Hiss...... Scold! ”

Suddenly, Fang Yiai's expression was quite complicated, and after his eyes were round, he relieved himself and continued, "Shi Gugong, since you found a certain and Feng Laoer, you must not have designed a fat man for the two of us. If you have any thoughts, draw a line to see if someone can accept one or two. ”

"You!"

At this moment, Yan Zhou was really convinced that he had been planted, and he was not unjustly planted.

Fang Yi's love these three or two sentences, where should a fool have?

At this time, Yan Yi recalled the old Chang'an boy, how could Fang Erlang not be a member of the "Zhongyi Society" in the east of the city?

"Fang Erlang, the old man only asks you, Jiangxi Zhuzhou, can you speak?"

"Ugh! Belch! Belch! Ha ......"

With a shudder, everything became tasteless, Fang Yiai waved his hand, and a group of girls suddenly retreated automatically, and from under the white velvet blanket, a beautiful woman's head naturally came out.

I saw that the beauty swallowed "grunt", wiped the corners of her mouth, and slowly retreated, but there was no sticky posture at all.

"Jiangxi? My lord is the governor of Jiangxi, and my president Jiang Han observes, do you think I can speak? ”

Fang Yiai, who was paralyzed in the recliner, was arrogant at the moment, and he did not hide it at all, and his temperament was very different.

"President? Which one...... Well?! ”

At this time, all kinds of things and memories were weaved, and Yan Yan suddenly reacted, and his fingers pointed at Fang Yiai with trembling again, "You...... You've been colluding for a long time? ”

"Tsk."

Fang Erlang once again cocked his "Erlang legs".