Chapter 155: General 8

Peony Pavilion.

A place of fireworks on the banks of the moat.

Dayan folk style is open.

As soon as twilight arrives, the pavilions and pavilions along the river are hung with lanterns, and crimson streamers dance with the night breeze, adding to the charm.

Occasionally, a fresh breeze will blow by, and it will carry a fragrant wind.

Hook people are confused.

Su Yan's long hair was tied at the top of her head by a crown, and a long ponytail hung down from the back of her head.

Dressed in red, he is particularly swaggering in the night.

The delicate makeup seem to have no bones, she is the mother of the Peony Pavilion, and she is only thirty years old, and she is already the steward here.

At this time, she was leaning against the window near the water, laughing with the guests.

The Peony Pavilion is different from other fireworks places, there are the most gentle and beautiful girls in the whole Dayan, who are talented, so they don't have to go out to attract guests like other places.

All they had to do was dress up nicely, dressed in fine silk and satin, and wait for the guests to come to their door.

Su Yan was slender, and his red clothes were blown up by the wind.

She narrowed her eyes and strode toward the door.

"Oh, Childe is so romantic, hurry uh-"

noticed a graceful and beautiful son from a distance, and saw that she was silent for a long time, and finally walked towards the Peony Pavilion.

Immediately stood up and was about to say hello, but when the others arrived, she was stunned.

Although the person in front of him was wearing a red dress with a collar, he was dressed in a different girl's house. But the one with the bulging chest did not hide it at all.

With this gorgeous appearance, he swaggered through the market.

I don't care about telling everyone that she is actually a beautiful woman!

"Auntie, girl, are you in the wrong place?" asked cautiously.

Judging from Su Yan's appearance and bearing, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can raise.

In this capital, if you throw a brick, you may be able to hit a palace nobleman.

She didn't dare to offend.

Hearing this, Su Yan hooked her lips with a smile, approached her suddenly, sniffed lightly, and her tone was lazy and the tail tone rose.

"My sister is so fragrant~"

knew that the other party was a daughter, but when she approached her suddenly, a somewhat smiling tone sounded in her ears.

Her heart pounded uncontrollably.

"Oh my God—"

"Girl, don't tease me, if you really want to have fun, why don't you go to the other side?"

She squeezed the handkerchief and pointed to the other side.

The three-storey small attic is quiet and low-key compared to the Peony Pavilion.

There are three big characters in the book.

【Seifuki Building】

The people of Mandayan, who don't know that there are two major fireworks holy places in the capital.

The first is the Peony Pavilion, which brings together countless beauties of Dayan. The second is Qingfeng Building, which is full of young people with stunning appearances.

However, even if Dayan is open, it does not mean that those young ladies and ladies from rich families can look for flowers and willows outside at will.

These are for men with special fetishes.

Compared with the prostitutes in the Peony Pavilion, the status of the little man is even more lowly, which is despicable.

Once you enter this industry, you will never want to be clean again in this life.

Su Yan's eyes flickered, and he took those three words into his eyes. She leaned softly on the, smelled the good aroma on her body, lowered her throat and said softly: "I like the liveliness of the Peony Pavilion more than Qingfeng Building." There are also beautiful women like sisters, who exude fragrance all over their bodies. ”

"Hey, you little mouth!"

The glanced at her with disgust, and the flower branches were trembling by Su Yan's coaxing.