Leng Xiang Oiran raised his eyes, and was facing the triumphant look of the upper folding fan boy, knowing that his appearance was really inappropriate, he quickly collected his expression again, sat down with a cold face to him, and coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. She threw an eye knife at the other side with her peripheral vision, and the meaning of the warning was self-evident.

"That's it, this son is just teasing you, but you laughed first." The folding fan boy also felt funny, obviously his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, but he still had a calm and serious look, watered the culprit with the culprit, and went to test the water temperature, threw a hot towel, and came back to put it on her wrist: "Where does it hurt so much?" You're not just a fox, you're just a hypocritical little fox. ”

Shen Yuan didn't answer, generously let him put on a hot towel, held his arm and massaged it slowly, and after a while, the towel was cold, and he went to throw it again. After repeating this several times, the water in the copper basin was also cold, and the folding fan boy directly threw the cool towel to the side of the basin, pulled a new piece and wiped his hands, sat down and poured himself wine, and glanced at the Oiran next to him by the way: "Okay, now there is nothing at all." ”

"Yes, thank you, Childe."

Shen Yuan didn't choke on him either. That feeling of depression is still there, but at least for the moment, this folding fan boy is not hostile to himself. It is not a threat, and it cannot be shaken off at any time, and the only thing that can be done is to be prepared, not deliberately hostile.

The fan boy didn't intend to let her fool around, poured another cup of wine and handed it to her: "This 'thanks' word is not just a matter of saying it, can Miss Yan'er be willing to drink another cup of green plum wine with me?" ”

"I said it a long time ago," Shen Yuan glanced at him, his eyes were aggrieved just right, "Drinking too much plum wine is easy to heartburn, I can't touch it again." ”

"It's okay," the fan boy naturally refuted her, "I remember." The decanting soup has been served, and it won't make you drunk and uncomfortable again. ”

"But ......" Shen Yuan still wanted to shirk it, and when he saw the bottomless eyes on the other side, he couldn't even think of a reason.

When the green plum wine enters the throat, it is still soaked in the same cold. Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was much better than the night they first met. Shen Yuan still didn't want to think too much, and it was always the best strategy to wait and see.

As for the frivolity of the folding fan boy to himself...... She was still annoyed, and she felt even more ashamed of Syracuse, but unfortunately there were many things in this world that could not be taken too seriously. For example, she became an Oiran by mistake all the way, and was found by Shen Han immediately afterward, which is not a kind of water that is difficult to recover.

She knew that if she couldn't turn back, she couldn't treat herself as a concubine in the northwest in front of outsiders in the Leng Xiang Pavilion, and she couldn't be frivolous or offended.

"Ahh

The green plum wine was cold, Shen Yuan tried her best to sip it little by little, and when she just took a small half cup, the folding fan boy was already about to pour the second cup, and suddenly a shout came out to join in the fun.

It was late at night, and there shouldn't have been such an abrupt sound. Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows almost instantly, and was about to get up to check the wine cup on the table, but was stopped by the folding fan boy raising his hand: "It's a big night, I don't know what's going on, it's not good for you to go out like this." ”

These words had another deep meaning, Shen Yuan heard it, and a shallow red appeared on his face. The folding fan boy looked at her like this, and felt more and more interesting: "Miss Moyu, Ling took the liberty to ask, the girl is in the cold incense, but why does she seem to be very ashamed of the affairs of men and women?" ”

"If Childe knows, why do you have to ask?" Shen Yuan immediately replied, his tone extremely displeased.

Why? Do you want her to tell this outsider about what happened to her as a child? Even the Pavilion Master's Wife and Shen Han never knew what qualifications he had to inquire about the Fan Boy. She was about to get angry when she thought about it, and drank again, and two blushes appeared on her face.

"Okay, okay, I don't ask." The fan boy touched a hard nail, and seeing that she reacted so violently, he guessed that this should not be asked. But he was lucky, and with a not-so-obvious knock on the door, there was another sound of crying and running. Shen Yuan was really puzzled at this time, but before she could speak, the folding fan boy had already taken this opportunity to take the initiative to show favor: "I'll accompany you to take a look, you are not safe alone." ”

The voice came from the second floor, and when Shen Yuan and the folding fan boy arrived, there was only a strange gasp left. When he arrived at the door, the folding fan boy pulled Shen Yuan back, took a look in first, and when he came out, he held the corner of his forehead, rolled his eyes upward, and his expression was really like swallowing a fly.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yuan saw that he looked weird, and he was anxious, so he pushed him aside and wanted to go in to see it himself.

"Hey! Come back! It doesn't hurt to tell you. The folding fan boy quickly grabbed her sleeve, put down his hand and exhaled deeply, motioned her to come closer, and whispered in her ear: "The man inside, I saw him in the front hall in the afternoon, the one you beat out before." ”

"Huh?" Shen Yuan was taken aback when he heard this, he looked at the folding fan in disbelief, and then looked at the door from a distance, and the little sympathy that had been separated for a long time was gone.

"Listen to me," the fan boy continued, tugging at her sleeve, "and it's a good thing you didn't go in." That person was originally with the red man in your building, but when I looked at it just now, there was not only her inside, but also a girl who had tea with me in the afternoon," the folding fan paused, "probably the one who ran out crying just now is the other one." ”

Shen Yuan's face was already extremely ugly, Hua Niang ran out crying, what good thing could it be? At the moment, she didn't know whether to teach Lu Ziqing a lesson first, or to get the flower girl back first. Good thing she didn't go in just now? The phrase folding fan seems to mean a lot.

She understood, so she became more and more irritable - this big night, can't everyone stop! The liver soothing supernatant pill sent by Gu Jinchuan before, I don't know if there are any left.

"Young Master Ling," Shen Yuan smiled extremely sincerely, "can you guard here for me for a moment?" ”

Things were better than she expected. She found the flower girl in the corner of the hallway, and had no other problem than being frightened; When she came back with her sword, the fan boy was at the door with his arms crossed and waiting to watch the excitement.

"Do you want me to go in with you?" The care of the folding fan boy is also extremely sincere.

"Childe, please feel free." Shen Yuan's eyes were full of cunning light.

When the two of them rushed in, Lu Ziqing was still casually hugging left and right, not caring about the crisis in front of him. He and the two girls in his arms were all disheveled, one of them was quite calm, it should be a flower card, only when he saw someone coming, he was afraid that he would be injured by mistake so he was shocked, and hid back; The other flower girl was full of tears, most of her clothes had been torn off, and seeing Shen Yuan was like seeing a savior, desperately trying to crawl to her: "Miss! Miss, save me, Miss...... Miss ......"