Chapter Fifty-Three: The Stunning Little Boy Leaves the Abyss

The next day, it was rumored in the capital that the reddest Qinglou in Beijing was actually on vacation!

Naturally, some people are happy and some are sad.

The joy is that the Qinglou of other families, without Huarouge, their business will definitely be very good.

And the sorrow is those who are obsessed with the girls in the Huarou Pavilion, and it is the same as three years after not seeing these for a day.

And the girls and turtle slaves in Huarou Pavilion were also unprecedentedly excited, and it was the first time they heard that Qinglou would also have a holiday, which was simply unheard of.

So, the next day, they all got up early and went out to visit the capital.

And Yingsleeve went to Renyazi early in the morning and bought a bunch of boys back.

At the beginning, these boys were helpless when they heard that they were going to sell their bodies.

But after hearing that you can only buy art and not sell it, your face softened, and only a few of them chose to sell themselves.

But one of them, a boy, a man to be exact, remained silent.

He doesn't participate in people's conversations, and he doesn't talk when others call him.

Thus, the man caught Yingsleeve's attention, and he found that the man was silent, as if he could not speak.

Yingsleeve tried to communicate with the man, but was ignored.

Helpless, Yingsleeve didn't know whether this man wanted to sell his art or his body, and the master didn't let her force others. Helplessly, the man was put on hold for the time being.

Yingsleeve saw that this man was not good-looking, and he didn't like to talk, so he arranged a room and left.

And the man never came out of that room from the time he entered it, except to look at the window and eat.

This man's performance made Yingsleeve feel very puzzled for a while, but she had no choice but to wait for An Linghan to come and let An Linghan decide.

And so it is three days.

An Linghan came to Huarou Pavilion and saw the frowning Yingsleeve, a little curious, what happened? Could it be that the little guy is disobedient?

When Yingsleeve saw An Linghan, as if she had seen a savior, she hurriedly greeted her.

"Master, there is a new guy in the building, but he refuses to speak no matter what, and his subordinates don't know if he sells his body or not, and he doesn't dare to disobey his master's order to force him, he has been here for three days."

An Linghan was a little curious when he heard this, what did the little guy who didn't sell himself or show his art look like?

An Linghan walked to the man's room.

When the man saw An Linghan coming in, he just glanced at it lightly, and then turned his head again, and now, he didn't even give An Linghan more than a month.

An Linghan looked at the unattractive man in front of him, but he felt that something was wrong.

This man's eyes are so beautiful, but with such an ordinary face, it gives people an abrupt feeling.

It's as if these eyes weren't his.

An Linghan looked at the man in front of him with burning eyes, and had some calculations in his heart.

An Linghan stepped in, and the man glanced at An Linghan and was silent.

An Linghan asked Yingsleeve to get busy first, and then closed the door.

An Linghan walked up to the man and raised his eyebrows.

"Will you lift the mask yourself or will I help you?" An Linghan looked at the man with a torch in his eyes.

When the man heard this, he was a little surprised, but he still didn't move.

An Linghan suddenly laughed, "In that case, then don't blame me for being fast, since you don't want to, then let me help you." ”

After speaking, An Linghan stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's face.

The man was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect An Linghan to really do it himself.

The man immediately stood up and stayed away from An Linghan.

An Linghan looked at the man's guarded appearance, and he was not annoyed, opened the folding fan, and walked towards the man in a flash.

Like a gentleman who wants to molest a woman from a good family.

The man, like a frightened little daughter-in-law, stood there and did not dare to move.

Suddenly, the man opened his mouth, "Wait! I'll pick it, don't come here! ”

An Linghan stopped and said with a smile: "That's right." ”

Then, I saw the man reach out and climb his face, and then lift it with both hands at the same time, and the mask was completely removed.

An Linghan didn't know how to describe the man in front of him, sinking fish and geese? An Linghan's first feeling was this word, because this man's face looked like a peerless little sufferer.

The man smiled self-deprecatingly when he saw An Linghan staring at his face without moving. Sure enough, everyone was interested in his appearance, so he put on a human and leather mask, but he didn't expect to be discovered.

An Linghan quickly came back to his senses and asked a little ridiculously, "What's your name?" ”

Men feel that their faces are all seen, so why should they care about a name?

"Leave the abyss." Liyuan looked dead. He was afraid that the man in front of him would force him, after all, who would not have a special fetish in the Qinglou?

What he didn't expect was that An Linghan just nodded lightly and said nothing more.

Then, An Linghan walked to the side of the chair and sat down, poured a cup of tea in the teapot next to him, and took a sip.

Chao Liyuan said: "I don't know what purpose you came to Huarou Pavilion, but since your deed of sale is in my hands, you don't play tricks." I can give you two months to adjust. ”

Then An Linghan put down the teacup, "For two months, you can not sell your art or body, but after two months, I hope you will adjust yourself, after all, this is the Qinglou." ”

Then, An Linghan put down the teacup, turned around and walked out without stopping.

Ying Sleeve saw An Linghan come out and looked at An Linghan tightly.

An Linghan understood what Ying Sleeve meant.

"Two months for her to adjust by herself, you don't have to worry about him for these two months, just give him food."

Ying Sleeve nodded in agreement.

And the abyss in the room has been stunned since An Linghan left.

Yes, his current deed of sale is still in the hands of others, he is no longer the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Yan State, and the Prime Minister's Mansion is gone...... What qualifications does he have to face him......

He originally wanted to look for him when he was twenty years old, with an upright identity, but he didn't expect that his family would fall into the middle of the road, and he would have no shame to see him.

Li Yuan thought a little self-deprecatingly, and his face seemed to be dead ashes.

An Linghan returned to the gate of King Ze's mansion, and as soon as he entered the door of the main hall, he saw Chu Xingze sitting there wilting, like a small flower that would wither at any time.

An Linghan was a little strange, why did Chu Xingze, who had always been innocent, cute, simple and happy, suddenly wilt?

Could it be that people are being bullied? Thinking of this, An Linghan's gaze suddenly turned cold.

Chu Xingze's eyes lit up when he saw An Linghan coming back, and he hurriedly stood up and ran towards An Linghan, but halfway through the run, he suddenly braked the car, and stood pitifully in place.

An Linghan was a little puzzled, what kind of confusing behavior is this?

An Linghan walked up to Chu Xingze, touched his head and said, "What's wrong with my little father-in-law?" Did someone bully you, or did someone upset you? ”

Chu Xingze shook his head wiltedly, signaling that no one was bullying him and no one was upsetting him.

"Then why is Xianggong unhappy?" An Linghan was a little puzzled.

I saw Chu Xingze suddenly raise his head, look straight at An Linghan, and didn't speak.

An Linghan's scalp was a little numb when he was stared at by Chu Xingze, how did he feel that Chu Xingze's eyes were like looking at a negative man and Chen Shimei? Was it her delusion?

An Linghan tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Why does Xianggong keep staring at me? ”