Things are going in a bad direction. Sikong Yan, the pavilion master of Hongyan Pavilion, was clearly in love with the female man of Qingfu, and he had to bring her back to her boudoir.

According to Sikong Yan, the pavilion masters other than her are either sick or committing suicide or playing passionate sports, so don't disturb and bear the consequences.

Shangguan Xiaohong looked at the string of cyan beads on Sikong Yan's wrist, "Doesn't my father want his backyard to catch fire, and doesn't want me to tear up with his concubine?" I'm very open-minded and have a good time with my stepmother. Maybe, I'll find a few little wives for my father. Shangguan Xiaohong thought to herself, it is rare to have an empathetic daughter like her.

"Xiaohong, do you care about my beads?" Sikong Yan said happily.

"Hmm. Shangguan Xiaohong nodded. At that time, the female man put away her mosaic Armstrong boomer, and for some reason, Xiaohong, who stayed by Sikong Yan's side, worked hard to maintain her ladylike image. Although there is no beautiful temperament of the lady, and there is no eyebrow of the small jasper, it can still be done by painting the scoop according to the gourd.

"Little Cangcang. Shangguan Xiaohong recalled her Cangjing Beast.

The Cangjing Beast dragged the Pujie girl to Shangguan Xiaohong. Pu Jie is also very helpless, since she has made up her mind not to be that virgin girl anymore, she will follow a girl! Because she was very tightly entangled by the Cangjing beast, Pu Jie's sister couldn't breathe, so she ripped off her mask. her sister's mask, don't wear it.

"This medium-looking girl is so ordinary. Sikong Yan evaluated Pujie girls from the eyes of experts.

"I'm sorry, I can only look like this. Except that Mimi is bigger, it's useless. My Mimi seems to be bigger than the Yan Pavilion Lord. "Pu Jie also has a good airway. The girl is a patient, so you should take care of the patient's emotions. Don't hit people right away.

has an idea in her heart, and the Pujie girl also has to admit that Sikong Yan is a great beauty. Skin beats snow. The face is exquisite, and the clothes she wears are not something that an ordinary girl like her can bear. Comparisons are odious. It's not comparable, why bother sulking with yourself. Pu Jie stood to the right of Shangguan Xiaohong.

The Cangjing Beast no longer wrapped itself around the pujie, and its body shrunk and coiled around its master's head.

Sikong Yan's maids led the way, and Shangguan Xiaohong and her friends followed. Brother has too many birds, shy little tadpoles and other male writers are very interested. The great god of Rooney is still cold, oh oh, the great god walks at the end of the line with the boots of the sun.

Rooney's right arm waved back, exhaling, and dancing fiercely. Flip her cloak. "The things that can't be described in detail will have to work diligently, and the green grass will eventually see the valley, and life must be happy. ”

"Little Red, my guards have caught a thief, and I see that he is strangely dressed and his eyes are not pure, and he has been imprisoned in the parrot pavilion. Sikong Yan said suddenly.

The Parrot Pavilion is not a secret place, it does not belong to the fifteenth pavilion on the seventh floor, and it specializes in dealing with unruly people in the Hongyan Pavilion. Women are the majority. Deliberately troublesome guests were thrown into the parrot pavilion, and when they came out, there were few able-bodied people.

The origin of the name of the Parrot Pavilion is said to come from the "parrot tongue". Those who are thrown into the parrot cabinet have no other use than those who learn to punish them. The iron-beaten man will lose a layer of meat when he rolls in the parrot pavilion.

For the thief caught by Sikong Yan, Shangguan Xiaohong was not interested. There are gentlemen who dwell on the beams. Those who are elegant are thieves who are greedy and greedy and return to poverty; made a career and was spurned by thousands of people. There are also guards and self-thieves. Lost all over the ground.

Sikong Yan glanced at Shangguan Xiaohong, and saw that she didn't say much. Ha. Female birds and beasts, are you really not interested?" Xiaohong, the thief who was locked up in the Parrot Pavilion was full of nonsense, saying that he did not belong to this world, did not know the Tang La Kingdom, and did not know why he came here. He also asked us to protect him, saying that one of his girlfriends stabbed him with a knife......"

"Probably the movement discord related to the bed. Shangguan Xiaohong said.

"Oh, Xiaohong is so smart!" Sikong Yan smiled. "The thief said that there are many boats on his feet, and it is difficult for each girl to choose, so he ......"

"He had an exchange with each girl at a distance of more than minus ten centimeters?" Shangguan Xiaohong said.

"Yes. Sikong Yan said with a smile. "It's not him who the thief is wrong, it's the world. ”

"Thieves are also everyday beings. Rooney smiled. He walked at the end of the line, but he was also listening to the conversation between Sikong Yan and Shangguan Xiaohong.

"Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to come with me to visit the thief? Sikong Yan turned around and stared at the people behind him.

"Parrot Pavilion. The shy little tadpole said secretly. That's not a good place to go. But the host spoke, why not go. If you go, you are also a visiting guest, not a detainee who is being visited.

"I'm willing to go. ”

"Brother has too much bird" said.

"I want to go. ”

"Never been in the Parrot Pavilion. ”

"The Yan Pavilion Lord is really willing to take us on a tour of the Parrot Pavilion?"

Several men and writers rejoiced. Isn't that good material, why don't you go?

"Are there many parrots in the Parrot Pavilion?" said the Pujie girl.

So they were petrified. Can't blame Pu Jie, who made her not go to Hongyan Pavilion, and she is not very interested in Hongyan Pavilion.

"Little Red, the thief said his name was Makoto Ito. Sikong Yan reported the name of a man.

"Huh?" Shangguan Xiaohong looked up at Sikong Yan.

Makoto Ito?

This is not like the name of a man born in the country of Tangla.

"Female subsystem?"

Shangguan Xiaohong wakes up her female sub-system.

"What?"

The female man asked the system.

"Search for Makoto Ito. ”

Shangguan Xiaohong ordered.

"Yes. ”

The female man subsystem said.

After a while, the female man's system gave the search results: Hanzi Ito Makoto, also known as Slag Cheng, Ji Cheng, and Brother Cheng. From a game. It's a bizarre man with an unknown xing orientation.,Maintain an impure relationship with many lovely girls.,And the fork circle has been a beautiful pseudo-mother.。 Because she couldn't control the rolling pin below, she was stabbed many times by a woman, and finally beheaded, one of the achievements was to achieve the reputation of "nice-boat".

"Oh. ”

Shangguan Xiaohong probably learned about the past of that man, Makoto Ito. "This wonderful man, I should introduce him to Prince Ji. The Black Prince just likes this kind of Ki Cheng. was beheaded, could it be that Makoto Ito also crossed over?" Shangguan Xiaohong cut off the connection with the female man's system.

"Pavilion Lord Yan. You didn't kill Makoto Ito, did you?" Shangguan Xiaohong asked.

"Rest assured. He lived well. Sikong Yan said.

"Let's go check it out. Shangguan Xiaohong said.

"Are you interested?" Sikong Yan stared at Shangguan Xiaohong.

"A friend of mine should be interested in Makoto Ito. I want to help him pull the red line, be a matchmaker, and promote harmony between them. Shangguan Xiaohong said.

"-"Sikong Yan." Hey, Xiaohong or matchmaker?

No one dared to stop the First Pavilion Master. Sikong Yan brought a few man writers, a great god writer, a female bird and beast to the Parrot Pavilion.

"Your Excellency. ”

"Your Excellency. ”

The two guards said respectfully. And open the door of the Parrot Pavilion for Sikong Yan.

"Where is Makoto Ito?"

"Underground. ”

"You really didn't do anything to him?"

"Hmm. Those girls who were proficient in torture and questioning stimulated Ito Makoto a little, and his spirit was a little unstable. ”

"Hey, Pavilion Lord. Are you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" )