() "Daddy, you're clearly talking nonsense with your eyes open, and I don't have the slightest lovesickness when I listen to this song." Murong Xi's peach blossom eyes flickered, and he took a big step forward with a smile and walked towards the man in women's clothes.

"This is really unjust Daddy! Ning Er is being named to serve the Seventh Lord upstairs at this time, even if he thinks about you in his heart, he doesn't dare to offend this god and Buddha, in the final analysis, it is our infatuation that has been paid by mistake. The man cocked his orchid fingers and pinched the silk handkerchief embroidered with butterfly love flowers, covering half of his face full of rouge and sobbing eyes.

"The Seventh Prince is here? I should go up and say hello. Hearing this, Murong Xi lifted his robe and wanted to leave.

"Oh, my lord, what kind of place is this!" The man grabbed Murong Xi, wrapped his whole body around, and whispered in his ear, "The prince is inside with people, and even Ning'er is playing the piano outside, don't bother, if you have that kung fu, it's better to have a drink with your father." ”

Murong Xi looked at the increasingly obvious ambiguous expression on the man's face, and pretended to suddenly realize: "Unexpectedly, the prince also has a habit of dragon yang, but this is fun with the people." ”

"Who says it's not, Yuan'er, serve wine, serve good wine!" The man called inside, grabbed Murong Xi, lifted the veil, and was about to go inside.

"You go first, I have my brother behind." Murong Xi brushed his hand away and said with a smile.

"Okay, you can come quickly!" The man twisted his waist and swung his hips and swayed in.

"Amei, follow me." Murong Xi walked back to the stunned Du Mei.

"Is he a man or a woman?" Du Mei has not yet sorted out the shock of the unheard and unseen.

"Men and women are just pitiful." Murong Xi took her small bag, took her hand, and walked into the light blue veil.

After the veil is a separate room, there is only a chest-length wooden board erected in the two small rooms, the others are unobstructed, the aroma of wine and vegetables, the fragrance of fat powder, and even the smell of body fragrance and sweat are mixed together, and a sound of Jiao ~ panting ~ words is full of ears, making the newcomer Du Mei have a feeling of dizziness.

"Hey, this little boy is very raw, is he coming back?" After the three of them sat down, the man stared at Du Mei, who was icy and snowy, and looked at Du Mei, who was handsome and extraordinary, and wanted to pinch Du Mei's hand coldly.

Du Mei suddenly saw that when his long, thin nails covered with Kodan reached out to her, as if she saw a poisonous snake spitting letters, she hurriedly shrank her hand under the table.

"Your brother is still a chick." The man covered the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Yuan'er, come and accompany the little boy!" ”

"Daddy has read countless people, but my brother doesn't like to be touched, so let her sit down a little." Murong Xi rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Now that it's on my territory, how can there be any reason to treat guests slowly, Yuan'er is also shallow, just a couple." The man blinked and poured Murong Ximan a glass of wine.

"If you want to drink, it's better to try my snacks, which are perfect for drinking." Murong Xi opened the oil paper bag and poured the duck wings and duck claws onto a plate of dry-cut beef.

"Murong Gongzi, when did you do this kind of business?" The man's mind was clear, and he picked up a piece casually and tasted it.

"How's it taste? I got something good, so naturally I want to try it with my father. Murong Xi raised his glass and touched it lightly under the rim of the man's cup, making a crisp sound.

"Sure enough, it tastes good, and Ming'er began to send five catties a day." The man finished eating slowly, rubbing his fingers with a silk handkerchief, and said cheerfully.

"Thank you very much." Murong Xi picked up the man's cup and handed it to his lips. He didn't refuse, just took Murong Xi's hand and drank a full cup.

They had a good conversation and settled on the business, but Du Mei did

Like sitting on pins and needles, Yuan'er is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old handsome young man, not tall, thin body wearing a lotus blue cotton skirt, walking like a weak willow supporting the wind, appearing slender waist, sagging hair bun obliquely inserted a hairpin with a small pearl, trembling and towering, a petite face, moth eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, more lovely than a girl.

He sat shyly and timidly next to Du Mei, poured a glass of wine with trembling hands, lowered his head and raised it above the top of his hair, waiting for Du Mei to take it.

Du Mei was inconvenient to speak, she looked at Murong Xi with her back to herself for help, but saw that he was talking with his father bowing his head, vaguely talking about snacks, I am afraid that he can't take care of her for a while, Du Mei can't, so he has to reach out and take Yuan'er's wine glass.

"Drink." Yuan'er saw that Du Mei took the wine glass, but he just held it, but did not drink it, he urged a little anxiously.

In the small restaurant, if the guests don't drink the toast, the little guy has to try his best, whether it is coaxing or feeding, in short, it must be for the guests to drink, otherwise, the father will whip them afterwards. Therefore, people who come here to have fun will use this as a threat to attract the young people to pander and flatter them in every way.

But where did Du Mei know this rule, she didn't have enough alcohol, so naturally she didn't dare to drink. But the more she didn't drink, the more Yuan'er was afraid of being beaten.

"Little boy, if you are tired, can I feed you?" Yuan'er held the wine glass and leaned a little more towards Du Mei.

Du Mei was so frightened that she retreated, and she just rolled straight from the bench to the ground, and she waved her hand vigorously, intending to keep him away. But where is Yuan'er willing, his heart is crossed, he took a sip of the wine in his mouth, reached out and grabbed Du Mei's arms, and was about to send it to her mouth.

Seeing this, Du Mei tried her best to lean back, shaking her head left and right to dodge, but unexpectedly, the jasper hair crown slipped down suddenly, and a seaweed-like black hair poured down instantly.

Bang! Before Yuan'er could be surprised, he was suddenly kicked to the ground by someone, making a muffled sound. The people in the compartment were startled when they heard the sound, and they all stretched out their heads to look.

"What the hell are you doing?" The man who broke in, his eyes were cracked, and when he saw Du Mei, who was in shock with his hair scattered, he grabbed her wrist and asked in a cold voice.

"You...... You...... You don't care! Du Mei was just frightened by Yuan'er, and when she saw Chu Lin, who was like a hell of a hell, she was shocked for a while, but she still pretended to be tough and retorted. Her voice was hoarse and heavy with fear.

"I'll discipline you for my aunt!" Chu Lin bent down abruptly and carried Du Mei on his shoulder.

"You put me down! Put me down! Dumei's stomach ached from his solid shoulders, and she waved and kicked at him, struggling hard.

"You'd better be honest!" Chu Lin raised his hand on Du Mei's ass and slapped it, he was interested in teaching her a lesson, and he didn't pity her at all.

There was a crisp sound, Du Mei had to hang on him honestly, she was ashamed to death, she was fifteen years old, and she was still spanked, or in full view, but fortunately, her long hair hung down, covering her face, otherwise, she really had to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"King Yan is so boring, since he came to Yehuan Street, why should he be so serious?" Murong Xi stepped forward to stop him.

"Murong Xi, you are notorious, you don't want to be famous, don't be tired of her!" Chu Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and there were clusters of flames that were burning little by little.

"We're here to sell snacks, so why don't we have a reputation?" Murong Xi turned around and pointed to the plate on the table.

"This kind of place, you can come alone, why bother to bring her!" Chu Lin glanced at it, still glaring angrily, if he hadn't come in time just now, Du Mei would have been slighted by that little man, how could he bear it!

"I'm coming along." Du Mei was righteous in her heart, and at this moment she was hanging upside down, her blood was surging, and she didn't forget to speak for Murong Xi.

"Shut up and see what I tell my aunt in the future!" Chu Lin was very annoyed when he saw Du Mei protecting Murong Xi.

As soon as Du Mei heard this, he immediately stopped talking, Chu Lin raised his feet and left, where was Murong Xi willing to let go, in a hurry, he stepped forward to rob someone.

Chu Lin carried Du Mei on his shoulder, so he had to fight him with one hand, Murong Xi didn't want to take advantage of the danger of others, and he was afraid of injuring Du Mei by mistake, so he didn't take out the Xuantie fan, but fought with him with his bare hands.

Chu Lin fought and retreated, and the two of them soon left the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the father tried his best to hold the guests, if these people all ate white food and ran away, they would lose a lot tonight.

Some guests didn't know why, and kept asking, but the father didn't dare to offend King Yan or Murong Xi, so he had to point to the snacks on the table and said vaguely: "It's not for this bite of food!" ”

There are quick-eyed guests, snatched the duck wings and duck claws to eat, immediately full of praise, have to find out where to sell, dad saw this, as if he saw a lot of money, he bewitched and said: "Come tomorrow, the wine and esophagus are enough, why bother you to buy!" ”

Dad used his wrist to appease, and after a while, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was still staggered, and the sound of silk and bamboo was still staggered, but there was a person standing in the dark in front of the window upstairs, thoughtful.

Besides, Chu Lin and Murong Xi fought out of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Chu Lin tied the struggling Du Mei to Mo Yun's back with the reins, and then, with a slap on the horse's buttocks, Mo Yun trotted away.

"I ...... I ......" Dumay had fallen from her horse, and she was terrified of the tall horse, and now she instinctively grabbed the horse by the neck, and the wind blew past her ears.

"What are you doing here? You know she's scared. Murong Xi glared at Chu Lin angrily, turned around and jumped on the roof to chase after him.

"She's too bold, you should also teach a long lesson!" Chu Lin was cold, jumped forward, blocked his way, and smashed down on his face with a punch.

"You're crazy!" Murong Xi turned his head and punched Chu Lin's chest.

The two scuffled, beat each other, had injuries on their faces and bodies, jumped and moved, and left Yehuan Street early.

The soldiers patrolling the streets of the Beijing battalion quickly discovered the two, Chu Lin took the opportunity to get out, and Murong Xi complained bitterly, their spears and scimitars were well-trained, attacking from afar and defending closely, advancing and retreating properly, Murong Xi had no intention of hurting people, and after a hard battle, he got out.

Let's say that Chu Lin crossed the ridge and jumped into a small alley, he whistled, and Mo Yun paced out of the shadows.

"Are you going to put me down?" Du Mei was lying on the horse's back in an ugly posture, saw Chu Lin, and said coldly.

Chu Lin was speechless, and stepped forward to untie the reins for her, but she struggled, and the rope became a dead button, and she couldn't let go for a while. He had to get closer and pick a little closer, Du Mei saw the fresh wound on Chu Lin's face in the bright moonlight, his face was blue, and the corners of his mouth were cracked.

Du Mei's heart hurt for no reason, she closed her eyes, and endured it stubbornly, after about a cup of tea, Chu Lin finally untied the reins and put her down.

"Mei'er, don't go to that kind of place in the future!" Du Mei turned around and left, but heard Chu Lin talking quietly behind her.

"I'm just going to sell snacks, I'm not afraid of shadows, my reputation is mixed with mine, so why bother about this." Du Mei stopped, did not look back, and said indifferently.

He ...... Is he that good? Chu Lin's heart was like a knife.

The small pavilion is purely Yunmeng nonsense, and the right to take a look.