Ji Yan felt that the proprietress in the store reminded her of Jin Jiyu, which should not be a good sign, he was not a handsome and martial arts standard strength Liang Jiahui, as a pure idol, it is estimated that it is difficult to conquer this kind of well-informed and demanding woman, so it is better to find a way to leave here safely.

There is also that strange dream, he is not sure that it is just a simple dream, or someone has drugged him, if he is not from modern times, he has been invaded and corroded by the decadent and degenerate film and television works of various countries, and he has been trained early to face these things to maintain a clear mind, and he will go directly into the soul, but he will be troubled, otherwise it is really hard to say.

Ji Yan didn't dare to sit on the bed, because in many film and television literary works, black shops are set up with mechanisms on the bed, and this bed is also that kind of brick bed, and you can't see what is under the bed board at all.

When he pushed open the window, he also looked outside, although it was pitch black, but he knew that his guest room was on the side, so he was leaning back to the side of the exterior wall at the moment, holding his breath and staring, and decided to take a closer look at his environment first.

In addition to the bed, the basin not far from the bed, and the window on the wall, there is a table and two wooden stools, these objects are no different from those of ordinary inns, and the slightly strange thing is the inner wall opposite Ji Yan.

There is a portrait of Guan Gong on the wall that has no artistic value but is simply a large amount of money, and the more you look at this portrait, the more strange it becomes, which makes Ji Yan feel a little incongruous.

He was about to get forward to study the painting of Guan Gong carefully, when he heard someone slowly approaching the door of his room and putting down a plate of something.

Ji Yan immediately tiptoed and jumped back on the bed, and then quietly touched the bed board with his hand to see if he could find the mechanism in advance, while observing the movements of the visitors.

There was a knock on the door, and it was the innkeeper who asked softly, "The guest officer in the house, are you sleeping?" ”

Ji Yan was a little confused about what kind of routine this was, thought about it, and replied, "Not yet, I don't know what's going on with the store?" ”

The proprietress said through the door: "I heard your servant say that you have a cold on the road and a headache, so I will bring you a basin of foot washing water and scald your feet, so that you can relieve your fatigue and have a headache." ”

Ji Yan was completely confused after hearing this, the black shop in the Ming Dynasty still played like this?

However, he felt that there was a generous knock on the door on the other side, and he didn't seem to have any reason to refuse, so he said to the door: "Okay, then there is a Lao shop." ”

The proprietress pushed the door open, carrying a basin of steaming footwater.

Ji Yan also sat up straight on the bed, kicked his shoes and stepped forward to greet him.

Although the proprietress looked delicate, she was actually quite quick to work, she didn't let Ji Yan help, closed the door after entering the house, put the footwashing water next to the bed, and sat on the wooden bench next to the table, half-bowing her head, as if thinking about something.

The proprietress took this series of actions in one go, without dragging the mud and water at all, which gave Ji Yan a feeling of entering a foot massage center.

Since his inner thighs still grind when riding a mule, and still hurt a little, he soaked his feet in a very bold posture, with his thighs open, just facing the proprietress lady.

The water temperature is quite suitable, and it is indeed quite comfortable to soak, but the proprietress did not continue to do anything after that, which made Ji Yan a little anxious.

After a while, the proprietress didn't say a word, and stood up suddenly, Ji Yan immediately tensed up and stared at her intently, but she didn't do anything, but walked to the side of the bed with her head down, and sat on the bed next to Ji Yan.

Ji Yan was even more curious, he really wanted to know what tricks this boss lady was going to do, so he didn't say anything, and just let the two of them sit side by side without care.

The proprietress was a little restrained, and she was like two people when she entered the store just now, half-bowed her head, and said softly; "This minister, the water is still suitable, right?"

Ji Yan smiled and said, "Suitable, boss, you ...... it."

He couldn't hold it back a little, so he wanted to take advantage of this conversation to ask what the situation was now.

However, the proprietress interrupted him, lowered her head and said: "If the Xianggong is willing, you can call the slave Chen Erniang, the slave family will actually do some massage, if the Xianggong does not dislike the slave family's rough hands and feet, the slave family can also help you knead it, maybe it can relieve the pain of the starry night of the Xianggong." ”

The content of her words is obvious, but the tone of her words is not charming enough, and she feels that the tone of her words is that she has no bottom in her heart.

Ji Yan said secretly in his heart: The content of this dialogue is getting more and more deviated, isn't this a black store, why is the atmosphere more and more like an entertainment club?

Could it be that he is too charming and lofty, so he conquered the proprietress of this black shop?

However, Ji Yan still has a bit of X number in his heart, and he thinks to himself that it should not be the kind of moving humanoid aphrodisiac, so this Chen Erniang's toss here should be a plot.

He decided to take the plan, first took a closer look at the door and the inside of the house, there was nothing abnormal, turned his head, blew lightly into the ear of the proprietress, and said softly: "I don't think it's necessary, it's so late, the little lady and I are in the same room with a lonely man and widow, and there will be some accidents if you don't keep it." ”

Ji Yan's body trembled slightly, her cheeks were crimson, and her chest was undulating, but she still didn't look at Ji Yan, and said: "The slave family looks at Xianggong is not the one with bad intentions, and you are upright, so I dare to come alone in the middle of the night, thinking that you came from afar, it is not easy, and I can't neglect you, a nobleman." ”

After thinking about his deeds, he was even more sure that the other party was definitely not devoted to himself, and he felt a little lost in his heart.

Chen Erniang's handsome appearance, this weak figure, and the white skin that has not left any traces over the years, she is sitting next to the bed with herself at this moment, if she hadn't been married with her hands, she is still in the sage mode, and if the cooling has not completely recovered, it is really hard to say whether she can think calmly like now.

Ji Yan said softly: "The lady's words are bad, men and women are very guarded, and Mencius is more cloudy and men and women are not kissed, so it is better to respect etiquette and keep order." ”

He said so, but he quietly stretched out his hand and grabbed one of Chen Erniang's hands.

As soon as Ji Yan grabbed his hand, Chen Erniang shrank slightly, but his strength was still much greater than that of a woman.

What Ji Yan says is completely opposite to what he actually does.

If you want to talk about these things between the bed, Ji Yan is a pure theoretical school, but he comes from modern times, so this theoretical school is much, much broader than what ordinary people in ancient times knew.

The ancients had never heard of it, and they couldn't even think of the means of playing, but Ji Yan had seen it, and maybe he was still fast-forwarding to see it.

Ji Yan held Chen Erniang's hand, Chen Erniang's hand clenched into a fist, he first stretched out the little hand, and then directly put it on his thigh, pressed her hand, and stroked himself, but his eyes were firmly fixed on her, to see how long she was going to last.

Chen Erniang didn't seem to be mentally prepared, she wanted to retract her hand, but she couldn't retract it when she was held down, and finally she raised her head slightly, but her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were already teary.

Could it be that she kept her head down, trying to hide the tears in her eyes?

Finally couldn't help it, Chen Erniang looked at Ji Yan, and tears the size of beans flowed silently.