Murong Ze felt strange, seeing that Murong Mian was here to have fun, but his behavior was a little weird, "Third brother, are you here to drink flower wine?" ”

Murong Mian poured himself a glass of wine and poured it down with his neck tilted. "That one didn't work just now, you find someone who will do something."

Murong Ze pushed Yun'er, "She's quite good at coming to things, and you think she talks a lot." ”

Yun'er hung her snow-white arms and gave Mo Rongmian a wink, "Master, why don't you still serve you from the slave family?" ”

Just after a hot fight with other men, and when he turned around and wanted to serve him, Murong Mian felt a little embarrassed, waved his hand, and said to Murong Ze, "Pick another good one." ”

Murong Ze felt that something was wrong, Murong Ze had never been interested in this kind of thing, why did he get interested today, he left one, and he wanted one. He waved his hand and sent everyone out. There were only two of them left in the pavilion, and they were quiet and talking.

"Third brother, what do you have on your mind to tell your younger brother? My brother does the work for you. Why are you here today? ”

How can this kind of thing be said to outsiders, even if it is a brother, it is embarrassing. Could it be that he has been in a hot fire recently, and he has gotten up several times in the morning and soiled his bedding and is still a pillar of optimism. When I was a teenager, I had that twice. At that time, he was just budding and ignorant, but now he is in his twenties, and he still makes these things, which makes him a little panicked in front of the red and green lotus.

After making up his mind, he said bluntly, "I have nothing else to do, just drink flower wine, and call people numbly, and I have to be ridiculous tonight." ”

Murong Ze's eyes narrowed, and he said with a smile, "My brother understands, so I'll find a good one for the third brother." The third brother will pick a place and do things here, which is called a comfortable place. ”

He personally went out to pick people. Murong Mian sat there and drank with his head down. A short time later, a woman in red walked in. She looks more beautiful than the ones just now, with flowers between her eyebrows, neither as enthusiastic as Yun'er that people can't stand it, nor as shy as Xiuniang, her gestures are just right, and she has a charming charm. With a clever smile and looking forward to it, a pair of eyes are shining, which can be regarded as stunning.

She smiled and stepped forward to take away the wine glass in the hand of Prince Chu, "Master should drink less, drinking too much will hurt your body." Stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead again, "It's hot, except that the blouse is cool and cool." At this time, the wind blows most comfortably, and the slave accompanies the master to sit there. ”

She was referring to the soft couch, and Murong Mian didn't say a word, letting her lead her over.

Outside, Murong Ze asked Jia Tong: "Did your master get stimulated by anything today?" ”

Jia Tong said, "No, it's good." ”

Since there is nothing to do, it is that the days of self-cultivation are too long, and he can't hold on anymore, so he will appear here.

Murong Mian was not close to a woman, but after Huang Fuzhu'er died, he was even more cold in this regard. made him suspect that there was something wrong with his third brother, he refused to marry or take a concubine, and the dignified prince of Chu didn't even have a warm bed, and no one else believed it.

Whatever the reason, if he is willing to take this step, he will be happy for him. Women are yin, men are yang, and yin and yang are the foundation of all things. As long as the third brother is happy and discovers the wonders, he will naturally be able to see the sunrise in the future, and he will no longer defend himself like jade for Huangfu Zhu'er.

The moonlight is like water, the breeze is blowing, the lotus leaves full of the lake are gently swaying, such as waves rolling endlessly, and the flowers with large faces poke their heads out from among the lotus leaves, pink and tender, just like the girls in the moonlight of the lotus pond, revealing a coquettishness.

The wind lifted the curtains, fluttering, and the crisp and small wind chimes spread far away.

Murong Ze probed his brain and looked inside, saying to himself, "It should be done." ”

Jia Tong said, "Sixth Master, don't look at it, you can't see it horizontally or vertically." ”

Murong Ze said, "You don't understand this, what you want is this taste." I want to see it, but I can't see it, is it itchy in my heart? ”

Jia Tong smiled, "A little." He asked Ning Jiu, "What about you?" Itching in your heart, isn't it? ”

Ning Jiu's face was expressionless, "I didn't." ”

Murong Ze didn't believe it, "It's a man who reacts, don't you?" ”

Ning Jiu turned his face away and didn't speak. Murong Ze was interested, "Why don't we gamble?" Bet when your prince will come out? ”

Ning Jiu refused very decisively, "Don't gamble." ”

Jia Tong wanted to gamble but was afraid that Murong Mian would know about it afterwards, and wanted to drag Ning Jiu into the water, "Don't dare to bet, afraid of losing?" ”

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Ning Jiu said, "I don't know when the prince will come out, but he definitely won't do it." ”

Murong Ze was surprised, "How can you be sure?" "He's sent in a stunner, and there's not a man who doesn't fall under her skirt. She's going to come to something, and there are a lot of tricks, and she hasn't come out for so long, isn't that the best proof?

"Then I'm going to make a bet with you." Murong Ze took out a piece of gold from his body and handed it to Jia Tong, "You make the ruling." ”

Jia Tong stretched his neck and looked hard, although there was light everywhere, but the left curtain and the right curtain in the pavilion were densely covered, and it was not clear at all. He said to himself, "Why don't you even have a voice? ”

The girls in the Goolan courtyard are all trained, and they are proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. It's also good, and the tone is frustrating, twisting and turning, which makes people blush when they hear it.

Murong Ze is also a little strange, listening to the corner of the wall is a bad taste, but in this kind of place, it is so blatant to hear it, Mei Niang called to get up, it is called a must, why can't you hear anything?

The two of them were wondering. Someone picked up the curtain and came out, taking small lotus steps, swaying, and looking like a woman.

Murong Ze hurriedly greeted her, looked her up and down, her clothes were well dressed, and her hair was not messy. Could it really be that Ning Jiu guessed? Unconvinced, he asked, "That's it." ”

Mei Niang's face was a little unnatural, she squeaked twice to leave, but was pulled by Murong Ze, "Did it succeed?" ”

Mei Niang shook her head silently, with a strong sense of frustration in her heart. Since her debut, no man has been able to retreat from her hands. Today, I met an example. She suspected that he was a broken sleeve, but looking at his masculinity, it didn't look like it. If it weren't for his own problems, this master's concentration can be called the best in the world!

Jia Tong stuffed the gold into Ning Jiu's hand, "You won." ”

Ning Jiu raised his hand, the gold fell into his purse, and in the night, he hooked his lips slightly.

Jia Tong didn't understand and asked, "Xiao Jiu'er, how can you be sure that the prince won't touch that woman?" ”

Ning Jiu replied, "Because the prince doesn't like it." ”

"But men and women don't necessarily have to like that kind of thing."

"Our prince is different from the prince of Jin, and he won't touch what he doesn't like."

Xiaotong thought about it and felt that it was right, if he were replaced today, he would not do anything to be sorry for the green lotus. Except for the green lotus, he doesn't seem to want to touch other women.

Murong Ze opened the curtain and went in, and Murong Ze sat at the table alone and drank. When I saw him come in, his expression was indifferent.

Murong Ze said, "Third brother, why didn't it work out? Still not satisfied? ”

Murong Mian couldn't say it, anyway, it wasn't what he wanted. The restlessness on weekdays can't be suppressed, and now I want it to come out, but I can't come out again. Think about it, forget it.