When you go to entertainment venues to spend, heroes never skimp on money, they have been poor too much in their previous life, and they have endless wealth in this life, of course, they have to live the addiction of the nouveau riche.

As for whether there is a product or not, hehe, the young palace master of the Eight Poles Palace, this signboard is the biggest product.

The silver leaves were sprinkled out like water, in exchange for the Tianzi "suite" of the Piaoxiang Pavilion, the most expensive wine and delicacies, the most popular Miss C lead dance, and even the musicians hidden behind the curtains, it is said that they are all famous and quasi-everyone's level.

The hero seems to have forgotten to find fault, laughing and playing with the girls, hugging left and right, so uncomfortable.

Mo Tu directly turned into a tombstone, sitting there motionless with a gloomy face, as if someone owed him millions of dollars, so frightened that the two girls next to him became filial sons and grandsons, kneeling aside, with a solemn expression, and Qingming went to the grave like this.

Actually, the hero really hasn't forgotten the business, but the various services of this Piaoxiang Pavilion are perfect, not worse than the Zuixiang Building in Shuangzhou City, and he can't find fault at all for a while.

Of course, deliberately finding faults, it doesn't matter if there is something wrong with it, for example, the girl's rouge is not sweet enough, and a slap will definitely attract the thugs in the nursing home.

But this is too lacking in virtue, and he really can't do it.

After thinking about it, he felt that the palace lamp hanging on the ceiling was very punctual, big and gorgeous, and if it fell, the movement would be not small.

Lao Tzu was almost scared to the point of kidney deficiency, even if he smashed your store, he didn't care about it.

Well, it's decided, just wait for this song to end, and let the dancers retreat, so as not to hurt anyone.

Handed Mo Tu a slightly calming look, and the hero fell into the gentle country again with peace of mind.

After a while, when the dance ended, he applauded loudly, threw a few silver leaves, and the dancers left the room with great gratitude.

"Childe, are you tired? The concubine has learned the method of eighteen hands with others, why don't we go back to the room and let the concubine serve you well? ”

"Yes, yes! People have also learned a little, son, let's go! ”

"You don't want to bluff me, are you sure it's eighteen hands massage, not eighteen mo?"

"Yikes! Childe, you are so bad! ”

The two girls were half-dressed, tired of being in the hero's arms, and their bodies were as soft as two beautiful snakes.

The handsome and wealthy of the hero's life, this is the most perfect prostitute in the eyes of Sister Yao, but they can't be found, so they don't want to be reserved at all, as if they want to swallow him alive on the spot.

Seeing the opportunity to bury his head down, the hero pinched a fruit seed, and was about to pop it out, but he heard the old bustard confess outside the door, and then came in, and put a hosta in front of him with a mysterious expression.

"Childe, your Yanfu today is really not shallow! The most beautiful old woman is interested in you and wants to invite you to come over the building. ”

The hero raised his eyebrows, looked at the two women around him who were already showing jealous and dissatisfied looks, and asked, "What's the situation?" Make the words clear. ”

"Childe is the first time to come to our Qiongguo County, right?!" The girl who knew eighteen hands spoke, "There are two treasures in our place, known as the two Qiong Shuangjing.

One of them is naturally the delicious Qiongguo, and the other is one of the four leaders of the Liang Kingdom, our Qiongwa of the Piaoxiang Pavilion, Sister Qiong. ”

"That's right." Another person said, "Sister Qiong is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, but she likes to be quiet, lives in a simple place, and on weekdays, she is a dignitary who wants to meet her, and she must say hello in advance."

However, she also has a rule, if there is a guest in the museum who can be her favorite, she will be invited with a hosta.

Childe, you are truly a blessed man! ”

Scold! The pick-up is so creative, this fragrance hall is a "strange goods" to play out of flowers!

Well, it's worth learning, and when I turned around, I told Zuixianglou to do the same. For example, Dong Miaoniang, the second most beautiful woman in the world, must be noble, and idlers are not allowed to see each other, and it depends on the mood to give money.

By the way, I hope she's not pregnant.

With these thoughts in mind, the hero took out two gold leaves and gave them to the two girls beside him.

"Since you describe this opportunity as so rare, then Ben Gongzi must see and know, but tonight may have to live up to the affection of the two beauties."

You don't have to sleep with you and you can get money, and you get more than you can sleep with, and the hero was instantly promoted to the most beautiful man in the world in the eyes of the two girls. If he comes often in the future, it is estimated that it will not matter if he once or twice prostitutes once or twice.

After the girls reluctantly retreated, the hero came to Mo Tu's side and whispered in his ear: "I have something to leave first, if you want to continue, you can continue to play, you can do things if you want, as long as you don't die, you can toss as you want." ”

Mo Tu looked at him expressionlessly: "What if someone wants to kill me?" ”

People are open to do business, and they don't have any deep hatred with you, so why do they want to kill you?

The resentment in this thing's heart is really heavy.

The hero smiled bitterly: "Whatever you want, as long as you don't make people angry and complain, you can't come to the stage." After all, this is the Liang Kingdom, and the name of my young palace master is not so expensive. ”

Mo Tu nodded: "Understood." ”

Hope you really understand.

With a feeling of unease, the hero follows the bustard away.

I went downstairs all the way to the backyard, walked through the corridor, stepped across the small bridge and flowing water, walked a lot of tea, and finally stopped in front of a corner door.

"Bustard, doesn't your daughter live in the Piaoxiang Pavilion?" The hero asked.

The old bustard opened the corner door and said, "Yes, she likes to be quiet, so she lives alone in a small courtyard." ”

Outside the corner gate was an alley, and a little maid with a lantern was waiting at the door, and when she saw him, she bowed down and saluted.

"Childe, please come with your servant."

The hero was not afraid of any ambush, passed through the corner gate, and followed the maid in the dark alley for a short time, when he saw a small door.

The maid pushed the door in, and was greeted by a small garden with a pleasant fragrance of flowers. There is an embroidery building in front of the garden, and the warm and ambiguous light spills out, and the piano sounds leisurely.

After entering the embroidery building, the maid stopped at the staircase and said, "Childe, my young lady is waiting for you upstairs." ”

It's mysterious, it's really fascinating, but I want to see if Lao Tzu's Yanfu tonight is deep or shallow.

The hosta turned around at his fingertips, and the hero lifted his robe and climbed the stairs.

On the second floor, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a petite and delicate woman got up from behind the piano, her eyelids drooped, and bowed. "Qiongwa has seen Childe."

The voice is soft, gently fluttering, feather-like, and the hearts of those who listen to it are itching.

The panes are open, and the curtains dance lightly with the night breeze; The green smoke curls in the incense burner, and the fragrance is fragrant.

The hero felt a little familiar, and for a moment he couldn't remember where he had smelled it.

Swept Qiongwa up and down twice with rude eyes, he sneered, and said even more rudely: "Under the fame, it is actually difficult to deserve."

The girl's provocative means are wonderful, but this result is a little sorry for my son's expectations. ”