Could it be that the fat man is heavy on sex and light on friends, and when he has a wife, he forgets her brother?!

But as far as she knows, the fat man is not this kind of person!

The little guy was very observant of what he said, and laughed with him: "Third young master, if you have anything to say, the little one can convey it on your behalf......"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and smiled: "No need...... You don't have to tell him that I've been here!! ”

"Yes!"

The little servant snorted and bowed down to send Ling Luoyu away.

Ling Luoyu's mind was on Feng Chenglin's body, and he walked into the Jude Teahouse absentmindedly.

Cha Shui Xiao Er greeted him with a smile: "Third Shao, the second master is waiting for you in the No. 7 private room upstairs......"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, picked up his clothes and went upstairs, and casually pushed open the door of the No. 7 private room.

"Second Uncle......"

"Ahh

A woman's scream came, startling Ling Luoyu to raise her eyes in shock.

A flowery woman was arranging her clothes, and after a quick glance, she was half-exposed.

And on the brocade couch behind her, a man was lying there lazily with his upper body, looking at him with a gloomy look, calm and calm.

It seems that Ling Luoyu is a good thing that he is colliding with the two of them.

At the moment, hold your forehead with your hand and cover your eyes.

"I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room...... The two of you continued, continued to ......"

The moment he closed the door, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but look at the man curiously again.

His long hair was untied, hanging down from the brocade, and his aqua blue satin robe was casually pressed under him.

The complexion is fair and delicate, almost pale, with silver eyebrows like frost, dark eyes like stars, and sexy thin lips under the nose peak, smeared with a faint ruddy color.

Such a man is full of luxury.

As for the woman, she looks okay, but the fat powder smell is very strong, even if she has a golden hairpin and a peony silk skirt, it is difficult to hide her vulgar color.

How could such a fresh and refined man hook up with such a vulgar fan?!

The moment the door closed, the corners of the man's lips faded into a hint of playfulness.

"It's kind of interesting!"

The woman was still sorting out her clothes in a panic: "I've been caught, what's the point?!" ”

"Calm and quiet, the waves are not alarmed, the clouds are light and the wind is light! Interesting...... Interesting! ”

The man's fingertips hooked lightly, and his black eyes faded into a streamer, wrapping around the woman's wrist.

"Everyone is gone, what are you still wearing? Let's keep ......."

Ling Luoyu took three steps back and looked up at the private room.

Number Six.

She just looked down and thought about Feng Chenglin, so she didn't look up at the number, but pushed the door in when she estimated that it was about the same.

Walking towards Room Seven on the side, Ling Luoyu's eyes sank unconsciously, and he suddenly looked at Number Six.

"Is there a mistake?! In broad daylight, you don't even bring the latch down?! ”

With a mutter, she pushed the door open.

This time she was a little more cautious.

When he saw Ling Yunxi standing in front of the window with his hands in his hands, he opened the door.

"Second Uncle......"

"Shh Ling Yunxi suddenly pursed his lips and beckoned Ling Luoyu to step forward: "Yu'er, look at this ......"

In the southwest corner of the teahouse, there is a group of beggars gathered together, basking in the sun.

"What's wrong?"

"They're not beggars!"

Ling Luoyu stared at it, and soon found the clue.

The naked and exposed places of these beggars are dirty and black, but under the inadvertent exposed necks, they are clean and white.

"I often walk in the capital, and I basically know beggars, big and small...... These people are fresh faces! ”

Ling Yunxi looked sideways at Ling Luoyu and lowered his voice.

"Are they coming for us?!"