There were originally a handful of drawings, but they would be so long when they were spread out, and there was no fixed number of them turning over and over again from the song, so they simply threw them directly to Xiaoqiu.

"You two stand far away and spread out all the paper, I don't believe I can't find a favorite one today."

Xiaoqiu Xiaoqin was embarrassed, and they all responded in unison, and one person grabbed a stretch of the edge and pulled straight away.

I saw Lige squinting his swollen walnut eyes, holding his arm with one hand, pinching it with the other, and tasting the drawing paper carefully.

"No, this is not good, the eyes are too small to focus, look at the two eyes without focus" Lige shook his head, with a look of disgust, and then said: "No, this is not good, the mouth is too big, the lips are too thick, and the appearance is mean" Lige then shook his head, took two steps forward, and still shook his head: "No, this is still not good, although the appearance is good-looking, the legs are too short and short, and there is no sense of security." ”

Lige raised his eyebrows and continued to taste the drawing paper in a huff.

And her words, Xiaoqiu and Xiaoqin didn't believe a word, the two looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

What are the drawings in their hands? It was rubbed from the roster of the Wanqing Pavilion, and what is the Wanqing Pavilion? It is the world-famous Shimizu Male Advocate Hall.

Since Emperor Xuan ascended the throne, there has been a short-term prosperity in Jinling City, and the upper-class people began to get drunk and dream of death, swim in the lake and paint boats, and sing songs every night. Some gentlemen are not only close to women, but in order to seek excitement, they have risen into a male style.

Over time, men have become a trend, and people who are in business have opened several men's advocacy halls in response to the situation, and the selected advocates are all beautiful men with red lips and white teeth, bright eyes and bright teeth, and feminine appearance. The men began to apply fat powder, decoration, good needle pointing, calling women names, and the obscene atmosphere permeated the neighborhood, which was magnificent.

In recent years, Jinling's south-style male style has flourished, blazing in women's sex, from scholars to ordinary people. However, the so-called laughing poor do not laugh at prostitutes, and the male advocacy hall also has a serious operation, this Wanqing Museum is one in a million Qingshui Fengyue place, and the advocates in it are all rich children from temperamental families, or poor scholars with arrogance, they only sell art and ink and do not sell their bodies.

Although Wanqingguan does not do the meat business, it is much more popular than other places.

If Miss reveals her identity tonight, she

"Smack!"

"Mom!"

Lige suddenly clapped her hands, and Xiaoqiu, who was contemplating, trembled, she quickly patted the position of her chest and heart, and looked at Lige with resentment.

The man at the end of the drawing paper nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Just order this tonight, I like his eyes, and his name also calls me." ”

Xiao Qiu was curious, tilted her neck to look at the drawing paper, pursed her lips, and asked, "Miss, this person looks like a fox spirit!" ”

"It's just to be good-looking, I'll go to this Wanqing Pavilion tonight. What red, fat, green, thin, graceful, noble, cold, porridge and side dishes, all look at it, I don't believe that face still occupies my mind, lingering! ”

"Then the maid will congratulate the young lady in advance, and her wish has come true." Xiaoqiu put away the drawings, blessed, and grinned: "The maid will not accompany the young lady, there is a banquet in the palace today, and the Xiangye will definitely eat wine, and the maid will stay in the house to prepare sobering soup for the Xiangye." ”

"Huh!" Lige gave Xiaoqiu a slap in the face with his swollen walnut eyes.

The woman who is heavy on sex and light on the lord has forgotten who is her master.

Lige didn't bother with Xiaoqiu Zhen, took out two eggs from the bronze plate, and then lay on the bed and put his eyes on it, thinking beautifully in his heart.

There is still half a day, and the swelling of her eyes will definitely be reduced, and by the time she is tonight, she will be the most beautiful cub on Suzaku Street.

The night came as promised.

It's just that Lige never thought that the weather would be so bad tonight, and she was so excited that she looked listless at the moment. As she walked down the street, it was raining a cold drizzle, and the lingering drizzle was tightly wrapping around Jinling City. From time to time a gust of wind blew from the alley, and its soft sigh among the branches stirred up the rustling of the hanging banners of the shops, dripping on the stone slabs to the droplets, and causing many other unpleasant sounds.

Lige stopped and looked up at the dark, hazy sky overhead, feeling unhappy in his heart. Xiaoqin, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella on the side, saw her stop, tilted the umbrella a little more towards her, approached her and asked, "Miss, do you still need to go forward?" ”

"It's all here, let's try it." Lige patted the hem of his clothes with some droplets of water, raised his feet and left.

"Yes!" Xiaoqin held an umbrella and followed.

After turning a few street corners, they finally saw the pavilion with three golden characters hanging on the "Wanqing Pavilion".

Different from other Fengyue places, the Wanqing Pavilion is too quiet, there are neither "Yanyan Liuliu" waving at the door, nor drunkards drinking into mud, and even the sound of silk and bamboo coming from inside is attached to some elegance.

Lige pressed the mustache on the top of his lips, took out the blue sea fan on his waist, raised his head and chest, and strode in.