ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Lunch at Cuiliuju is always late.

After sending off last night's guests, a few idle girls were bored leaning on the railing of the second floor, talking without a match.

The mother, who had been dressed up in heavy makeup early in the morning, had just sent off a guest, and turned to the purple-shirted woman who was downstairs and said, "Ziyan, what good things did the son of the Qin family give you yesterday?" ”

Ziyan was taking care of her hair as she walked, and she laughed when she heard it, "The second son of Baibao Pavilion is naturally generous, hasn't Aunt Cui always known it?" As he spoke, he stroked a jade pendant the size of a goose egg on his chest.

A whole room of girls immediately cast their eyes, either disdainful or envious, and occasionally a few could not hide their jealousy.

Aunt Cui covered her mouth and smiled, "It's rare that the second son of Qin takes a fancy to you, and you have a generous shot, you must firmly grasp it." ”

"That's natural, Ziyan guarantees that he will never consider a second one except for our Cuiliuju." Ziyan twisted her waist, took a piece of jasper cake from a small table and bit it into her mouth, her bright eyes and teeth smiled slightly, "It's not early, mom should also feed our sisters for dinner, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the door that was closed by the turtle suddenly "banged", and it bounced open from the outside, but no one was seen, but I felt an arrogant momentum rushing straight to the door, and several girls standing in the lobby were swept away by the strong wind, and the weak ones were almost untenable, and they all took a step back.

Ziyan had just put a pastry into his mouth, and he was almost choked by this change, screamed, and grabbed Fei Lu in the green shirt next to him, barely standing firmly.

"Who is so bold that he dares to make trouble in Cuiliuju!" Just looking at the situation, he also knew that the comer was not good, and after Ziyan stood firm, he took a step forward, wanting to see who was so short-sighted and made trouble in Cuiliuju.

Several people in the lobby held their breath, just waiting for someone to come in.

The first thing that fell into sight was a jet-black robe, and then a man with a grim expression stepped into the door, his eyes were unwavering, and he faintly swept over all the women present.

The man's face was condensed, his breath was cold, and his whole body was full of the momentum of not being allowed to enter, just looking at the innate sharpness that should not be underestimated in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, it was enough to show that this man was not easy to mess with.

There were a few gasps in the lobby, and immediately someone whispered, "What a handsome man." ”

"Who is he, I don't think he's a benefactor who has come to drink."

"I don't know, let's see the situation first."

"If it's a benefactor, it's good if you can order me, even if I ask him to give him money, the slave family is willing......"

"Hey, you know."

Aunt Cui reacted first, and immediately put on a flattering smile, "This son, I don't know what I did at Cuiliu's residence ......"

Before she finished her words, the man in black didn't even look at her, turned his head to himself, and said softly: "Childe, there is no trace of Madame." ”

With that, a few people in the lobby whispered again, "Hey, is there anyone behind?" ”

"Is such a handsome man an entourage?"

“……”

“……”

Several guests who were originally surrounded by girls because of this sudden change, the women around them all paid attention to the door, and couldn't help but be a little unwilling, but they were really curious about who was coming outside, so they had to stretch their necks outward.

What kind of sacredness is there to be such a big faction?!