He hadn't walked on the street for a long time, and since the time he hit Cuiyun Tower, he was afraid of seeing people.

Qinglou is not a loss is a Qinglou, so early in the morning, the shops on both sides are still closed, but this Chunxiang Building is bustling in front of it.

Prostitutes come in and out. Those who went in were greeted by smiling faces, but those who came out were all alone.

Because bitches are ruthless!

Qiu Chengui dressed up well before going out today, not as a play, but as a man.

I chose a black bamboo caftan that was not very decent, a popular jade belt between the sons and brothers, a waist wear, a non-pull to wear, and the long hair was curled into a bun with a hosta.

It's all my brother's, he doesn't have these men's things.

In the bronze mirror, he had never seen himself like this, like a fresh and handsome man, the fan was unfolded, and it was not the feeling of being on the stage at all.

Oh, he was meant to be a man, he was supposed to be dressed like this.

He was so attentive, just afraid that he would be recognized when he walked on the road. He himself thinks that people only know him on the stage, but not his true appearance.

But the drunken prostitute recognized him.

The road is narrow, the road is narrow!

He'd avoided those daughters as much as he could, and he could still recognize him!

Could it be that after so many years of drama and singing, that kind of flattery has long been engraved in his bones?

Or......

He had obviously passed by him, but he turned back again, and the joy of the night was not enough, and he wanted to have more fun.

"Yo, when will women be able to play in the Qinglou? Do you have the money to play with? ”

He deliberately pulled his throat so that everyone could hear it.

This is his old lover, the prefect's young master Yang Yizheng.

Now it seems that the lover is just wishful thinking on his own, who would have thought that the son who was drinking with himself under the moon and appreciating the flowers, would have thought that it would become so thorough!

He pretended not to see him, and walked straight over with his head down. And the kiln sisters didn't dare to come forward to greet him because of Yang Yizheng's words, and hid aside to point and point.

No one recognized him as a smash hit, which was what he wanted.

But he met Yang Yizheng, which was what he was most afraid of.

"Mommy, come here!" Yang Yizheng took out a large ingot of gold from his waist and slapped it heavily on the table.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Joy is in color, there is nothing else in the eyes, and the eyes are all stained with gold.

"I'm going to wrap him!"

"Whoever you speak, you are a distinguished guest, and anyone can do it!" The old bustard smiled like a flower, and stretched out his hand to reach for the ingot of gold.

"Him! Autumn dust returns! ”

is a sigh, if you haven't heard the play, can you still hear this name?

The bustard's outstretched hand was silently retracted, and he secretly scolded the annoying young master.

"Young Master Yang, this is embarrassing, Boss Qiu is a famous character in Hexiban, and it is not under my control."

"Famous characters?" Deliberately elongated the tail note and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Where's the name? A woman with a handle? Come on, come on, sing a song! It turned out that Yin Ziyan was all over the place, and it seemed like this, and it was all paid to the broken well...... "twisted her body, pointed her toes and walked two steps, pinching her throat, a beautiful girl."

I couldn't help laughing, and there were those who cheered.

A group of old men, drunk in wine every day, live such a boring life, they like to find people like them happy.

The prostitutes laughed with each other, and it didn't matter what they thought in their hearts, as long as they could finally get the money ticket on their waists.

But the autumn dust can't be bearable, and so is the autumn cold clouds. They are not the same people as them.

They are servants.

Oh, in fact, they are all lower nine streams, what's the difference?

It's just that they are still dressed and uphold the last dignity.

But this drunken prostitute wanted to rip off his clothes in this green building full of prostitutes in full of prostitutes.

He couldn't resist him.

This is the disadvantage of practicing Xiaodan in the first place.

If the old students who practiced at the beginning learned to dance with knives and guns, they would not be afraid.

Qiu Lengyun heard someone shouting "Qiu Chen" in the back hall, and came out in plain clothes, as soon as she came out, the old men stopped laughing, along with Yang Yizheng.

Everyone wants to be personable in front of her, so as to leave a good impression on her, and delusionally hope that her first night will fall into their hands in a few days.

Momoling followed out, and at a glance saw the overwhelmed Autumn Dust Return.

He didn't look like the fan-making boy he saw last night.

Disheveled, panicked, like a lost dog. And so and so on.

But he didn't see her.

Qiu Chengui saw Qiu Lengyun and hurriedly hid behind her like a frightened kitten.

They have been dependent on each other for fifteen years, and they have long regarded each other as relatives.

"Is that him?" Leng Yun asked.

He nodded, not daring to look at the man.

The humiliation of that day is vivid, but after all that, he still refuses to let himself go, does he want to play tricks on himself here again?

Isn't one time enough? What the hell did he want!

That one time alone was enough to kill yourself 10,000 times.

"Little brother, don't be afraid. I asked him to taste it too. The tone was cold, not like a girl in her prime.

"Senior sister, forget it, don't make trouble."

But she pushed him away and walked in front of Yang Yizheng, and rarely, the iceberg beauty showed a smile.

Then a slight smile is enough.

It's not easy, Lu Fuhuan didn't get a night pearl in exchange.

"If you strip naked in front of the door of this Chunxiang Building, Leng Yun will sleep with you today!"

Silent.

"You don't lie to me?"

"I kid you not. Lie to you and thunder! ”

"I take it off, I take it off! Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic! ”

This stupid boy! He took himself off naked.

With a quick eye, she took a jug of wine and drenched the blob of clothes in his arms, and tossed a candle to turn it into a firework.

Yang Yizheng hurriedly threw the fire on the ground, and the sparks splashed on his body, screaming in pain.

When he came to his senses, he was naked in front of the crowd of spectators.

He was anxious, jumped naked and scolded: "Stinky bitch on dog days! ”

The man's face is bigger than the sky, and it is useless for the whole city to hear him scolding, people only see him, a man without clothes, holding his arms in front of the door of the Qinglou, like a pig that has been washed and ready to be slaughtered.

Everyone is happy, this bully deserves it!

"You believe what you say bitch, too." She gave him a cold look, turned and went into the house.

It was not easy for these words to come out of her mouth.

The word bitch has never been difficult for her to say.

She denied it.

Qiuchen was in a panic, and the whole building went to see the excitement, but he was the only one who shrank in the dark, trembling with fear.

"Senior sister, he is the young master of the prefect's family! You're not afraid ......."

"There's nothing to be afraid of, that's already polite."

He lowered his eyes again and toyed with his fingers.

"Little Senior Brother, if people like us despise themselves, who can afford us?"

They all stopped talking, and they all knew the cruelty of the truth.