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Jia Lian didn't have a clue when he thought about it, and he didn't want Jia Rong to come to the door the next day, holding a box with a weird smile on his face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jia Lian silently looked at this famous, useless and obscene man in later generations while drinking tea.

Oh, I can't say it's a man, sixteen or seventeen years old, that is, a teenager who hasn't grown hair.

The facial features are still delicate, but a pair of eyes are slightly narrowed, always revealing obscenity, coupled with the strange smile on the corner of his mouth, Jia Lian couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"Ahem, why did Brother Rong remember me here today?"

Jia Lian hadn't seen her visit a few times before when she was sick, how could she be polite and laughing today, if something goes wrong, it must be a demon......

Jia Rong seemed to be waiting for Jia Lian to ask, and as soon as he finished speaking, she mysteriously put the box on the table.

Jia Lian was puzzled and didn't understand what it meant. Seeing that Jia Lian couldn't open it, Jia Rong quickly raised her eyebrows, and then opened the box with a lewd smile.

The Book of Poetry?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Jia Lian almost slapped Jia Rong away without a slap.

Send books, send books, your smile is so lewd and hairy!

Seeing the uneasiness on Jia Lian's face, Jia Rong glanced at Jia Lian with disgust from the corner of her eye.

"How did Uncle Chain become so pedantic, open it and take a look."

Having said that, Jia Rong's attitude is intimate, which is consistent with the relationship between the two in her memory, a pair of uncles and nephews who eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

Jia Lian thought slightly, remembering when he read novels when he was in school and wrapped the book of Chinese and mathematics on the novel.

Thoughtfully picked up the book and opened it, and Jia Lian immediately closed it again.

Get...... Sure enough, it was exactly what he thought......

Although it is written on the outside is the Book of Songs. But when I opened it, it was the shameful, indescribable goblins fighting.

I flipped it twice at random.,Because it's drawn with a brush.,So it's actually very rough.,And the coloring isn't good-looking.,It's much worse than the comics of later generations.。

Closing the book, Jia Lian looked at Jia Rong with a smile.

"Don't tell me you came to me just to give me this?"

Jia Rong smiled and winked.

"This is what my family finally snatched from the little guy of the overlord in the west of the city for a lot of money."

After speaking, he looked around, and saw that Cui'er and Crescent were outside, so he hurriedly and quietly took out something from his sleeve pocket and squeezed his eyebrows at Jia Lian.

"Sister Xiang of Furong House said that she missed you, and specially asked me to bring this to you to relieve lovesickness."

Jia Lian looked at the red piece of cloth, picked it up suspiciously, and two thin ropes hung down, revealing the pattern of the mandarin duck playing in the water in the middle, which turned out to be a belly pocket!!

Unconsciously blushing, Jia Lian only felt that his hands were very hot. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Jia Lian even felt a sweet and greasy fragrance coming to his face, making him involuntarily dizzy and dry.

Throwing his belly pocket back into Jia Rong's arms like a ghost, Jia Lian looked ashamed.

"You, you have a fart, let it go, it's okay to get out!"

Jia Lian was angry, if he didn't understand what Jia Rong meant earlier, then he would have completely understood at this time, this thing was going to pull himself to the Qinglou!

The old man who saw the doctor said that if he had sex, he would either lose his heir or lose his life!

Jia Rong didn't know what the imperial doctor said, after all, it was not a good thing, it was a high-pressure policy to pardon Jia's mother, and people outside only knew the root of the disease, but they didn't know about it. Jia Lian was angry, Jia Rong was not afraid to see it, but smiled at Jia Lian with a straight face, and then spoke.

"Why is Uncle Chain reacting so much, it's not like we haven't been there before."

Then he said again with a pleading.

Tossing like this, although Jia Lian was a hundred unwilling in his heart, he was still dragged out by Jia Rong, but this time Jia Rong had an extra delicate box in his hand, which was specially ordered by Jia Lian to bring it.

At dusk, the two took the little servant and rode the horse leisurely, and followed the moat that had begun to be covered with red and green, and came to a place of brilliant lights.

It is no worse than the courtyard of an ordinary eunuch family. The beautiful woman at the door, with affectionate eyebrows and eyes, a smile on her face, and a seductive look. The tall plaque, next to which two bright red lanterns are hung, illuminate the three words of Furong Garden particularly eye-catching.

Wang'er Xing'er followed behind with the Laifu and Da Niu brought by Jia Rong, took the reins thrown by the two to arrange it by himself, and the other two went in first to make arrangements.

Jia Lian frowned slightly, but he couldn't say anything, he took the box in Jia Rong's hand and entered the door, and it was a different scene inside.

In the hall on the first floor, almost everyone was standing or sitting, and almost everyone had a young woman in their arms, and it was obvious that Jia Rong and Jia Lian were frequent visitors in the past, and those women could even call their names.

Jia Lian carefully recalled what happened to his predecessor, and kept reminding himself in his heart that he was unshakable and unshakable, and now it was a matter of life and death! If you can't hold it, it's small, if you lose your life, you will be big, and next time who knows if God will be kind and give yourself another life.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he was confronted by a woman in her forties, with exquisite makeup, who stepped forward with a smile and a bewitching gift, and the snow-white fullness on her chest could not be hidden, and the end was turbulent.

"The concubine asks Uncle Xiaorong to say goodbye, you two haven't come to our Furong Garden for a long time, you look at what the girls think."

After that, he glanced at the two of them with disgust, even though they were old. But because of proper maintenance, this wave of autumn water only saw Jia Lian, a boy chicken, with a rippling heart, and his eyes straightened.

Jia Rong next to her smiled lewdly when she heard this, pulled the old bustard into her arms, and leaned her hands into her chest with both hands, and then spoke to Jia Lian obscenely.

"Uncle Lian go, a nephew invites you today, but I heard that there is a stunning **** here to find you."

His face was a little hot, Jia Lian lowered the box in his hand a little bit in front of his abdomen, and scolded Jia Rong inside and out again in his heart.

Jia Lian has already decided that if he confesses here today, he will not let Jia Rong go if he is a ghost!!

The old bustard seemed to see Jia Lian's discomfort, remembered the rumors, and held the handkerchief with a "hee-hee" laugh.

"Master Chain hasn't been here for a long time, but Sister Xiang'er's little hooves have been chattering for a long time."

With a few words of nonsense, the three of them finally entered the private room on the second floor, and when they opened the door, there was a screen, on which the word "happiness" was pasted.

Go around the screen and go inside, draped in red and green, hydrangea red tent, and there is festivity everywhere!

Wang'er and Laifu are already there, and they are respectful.

Jia Lian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jia Rong with a strange expression, who squeezed his eyebrows for a while, and then spoke quite arrogantly.

"Today, I heard that the overlord in the west of the city is a relative of Prince Heshun's concubine, surnamed Kong, named Lang, and the word Yiji also has the heart to give the new little girl **** We didn't taste the little hooves of the smoke willow last time, and we can't lose face anymore!"

With indignation on her face, Jia Rong said and pinched two more handfuls on the waist of the old bustard, took out two silver ingots from her arms and stuffed them into the two soft places on the old bustard's chest, and then pushed the person out.

"Go, reward you, count your acquaintance today, and keep the private room of the cave room with flowers and candles. Go and call my Uncle Lian's Sister Xiang first, and then call Yueyue, and you can get out. ”

The old bustard took out the silver from his clothes, waved it at Jia Lian and Jia Rong with a handkerchief in disgust, and muttered that he went out by himself.

Jia Lian was sitting on a chair and was shocked by Jia Rong's words, isn't this the Red Mansion? Who came to tell him, why did a hole come out again?

Small Theatre:

[Reader: Run, Mr. Chang Gung's coffin board is almost unpressable!!] ]

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Author: Kneel and kowtow "Sir, in fact, I refused at first, but the person had to call Kong Yiji by deducting his name, and I was helpless to ...... in order to clean him up."