Women and some straight men stood up and commented when they saw his awkward sissy appearance. And some other men, their eyes flashed with a crystal light as if they had seen a beautiful girl.

Especially the men who had the fetish of dragon yang, they even stepped forward and greeted Qin Jian.

"Childe is really good, beautiful and handsome! How about we make friends? ”

"Little brother, there is the famous Drunken Immortal Residence in front, how about I invite you to have a few drinks?"

"Childe doesn't know where he lives? Is it convenient to inform the address, and we can make an appointment to chant poetry together? ”

……

For Qin Jian, a straight man, he didn't know how awkward and uncomfortable it was to be beaten by so many men along the way.

But the men stared at him like flies, no more.

Xiao Huangyu touched the two mustaches that were sticking to the others, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Qin Jian to be so popular after changing his appearance!" If the little cutie in green knew that so many men liked you, she would be jealous! Hehehe......"

"Young master, don't make fun of me!" At this moment, Qin Jian was simply embarrassed. I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it right away.

Luo Ming couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior brother, in fact, this is a good thing!" The more men who like you, the more successful my disguise is! The begonia girl in Wanhualou won't recognize you! Hehe, don't you want to thank you brother and me? ”

Qin Jian said with a sad face, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Then another man stepped forward.

The man was holding a folding fan with an inscription by Xu Heng, a famous calligrapher in the west of the city.

Xu Heng's calligraphy can be described as a must in the capital, and his words are even more difficult to find. The rich young masters in Beijing are all proud to have obtained his ink treasures.

Therefore, the things with his inscription have become a symbol of wealth, power and status in Beijing.

——is not the son of a big official in Beijing, or the young master of a wealthy businessman.

It shows that the status of this son with a fan is not simple!

"Eh, girl, you're so handsome!" The folding fan in his hand slowly spread, stared at Qin Jian with squinting eyes, and teased with a smile: "My house is in front, how about going back to drink tea and chat with my son?" ”

Xiao Huangyu and Luo Ming pursed their lips and snickered on the side.

This frivolous boy actually regarded Qin Jian as a woman!

Hehehe......

It's the funniest joke they've ever heard today!

Qin Jiantie blushed, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Are you blind? I'm a man! Hum! ”

After glaring at the man viciously, he strode past him.

The man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes couldn't help but light up. He quickly turned around and reached out to grab Qin Jian.

Qin Jian roared angrily: "Let go!" ”

The man had a hippie smile on his face, "Hehe, I won't let it go!" ”

The cold light in Qin Jian's eyes flashed slightly, and he saw his sleeves fluttering slightly, and the man who had just grabbed his arm was thrown out with a "whoosh", and then fell to the ground fiercely.

The man's fall was not light, and his white and smooth forehead was even rubbed with blood.

Where did he, a pampered young master of an official family, suffer like this, and he suddenly screamed in pain.

"Young Master, are you alright?" His little servant hurried over and asked with concern.

"I said you're blind? Didn't you see that Young Master Ben's head was knocked out of blood? He covered his forehead with his left hand, and raised his right hand to slap the little guy.