Ruyi's clothes were half-untied, her breasts were half exposed, and she stepped forward and kissed Pregnant Qiao's cheek, and said with silky eyes: "The more you look at it, the more you like it!"

Pregnant Qiao Qiang held back the discomfort in her heart, blew in Ruyi's ear, and whispered, "Who is going to appear next?"

Ruyi's ears were red, and he gently pushed away the pregnant Qiao, and said with a shy expression: "Childe is so bad, he actually made fun of the slave family!

"Oiran Rollo?" she squinted her eyes and looked at the high platform in the main hall, and sure enough, she saw a tall woman walking out slowly from behind the high platform. She wore a bright red smoky tulle dress, embroidered with gold silk peony on the cuffs, and showed a graceful posture in her gestures. Although her face is covered with a veil, her eyebrows are green without painting, her deep eyes are like a pool of autumn water, and the two strands of hair hanging down from her sideburns add a little enchanting and charming style to her, which can't help but make people think about it.

"It's really a rare beauty...... "When Pregnant Qiao looked at the woman, the woman also raised her eyes to look at her, her eyebrows were crooked, and she smiled lightly, shining into the hearts of everyone present like a breeze and a bright moon.

Ruyi squinted his eyes and glanced at the woman in red on the high platform, and said jealously: "The prince is an outlier, and he doesn't even know Luo Yaxuan's Oiran Luoluo!

"Rolls-Royce, Rolls-Royce......"

After the woman in red appeared, waves of shouts erupted in the hall, and everyone in the hall competed to throw the flower branches in their hands onto the high platform.

Ruyi picked up a bouquet of flower branches from the long table in front of him, handed it to Pregnant Qiao, and snickered: "Childe, do you want to participate, you are so handsome, maybe you will win the favor of the Oiran." The flower branches in the grandstand of Childe have the table number of each guest officer on them, and the flower girl Luo Luo picked up a bouquet of flower branches, and tonight, he will spend a good night with the guest officer with the corresponding table number!"

As a daughter, Pregnant Qiao naturally has no interest in spending the Spring Festival with another woman, but the flower girl on the high platform has been staring at her, and he has never taken his eyes off her.

"It seems that Ori Luo is very interested in Childe! It's just that this flower branch is expensive, and he wants a bouquet of superb fairy crystals, so I wonder if Childe is willing to give generously for Bo Jia to smile?"

A man in yellow with a round waist and broad shoulders, a fat head and big ears stood up and wanted to climb the high platform, but was stopped by several strong men in green clothes.

"What are you doing? Don't stop me! Let me go on stage! Beauty, I'm about to go bankrupt to see you, so stay with me tonight!" the man in yellow threw the last bouquet of flowers in his hand at the feet of the flower king.

Everyone in the audience saw that the man in yellow was openly playing a scoundrel, and they were all a little nervous.

Oiran Luo looked at the man in yellow, his eyes were cold, he raised his jade feet wearing gold silk embroidered shoes, and vigorously crushed the bouquet of flower branches that the boy in yellow threw on the stage, and whispered to the strong men in green clothes in the audience: "People who break the rules, you should know how to deal with it, right?

The strong men in green clothes confessed their sins and dragged the man in yellow out. Seeing that the troublesome man in yellow was taken away, the restless atmosphere in the hall gradually subsided.

The melodious sound of sheng music sounded in the main hall, and the Oiran Luo Luo Lian walked lightly to the front of the high platform, untied the red Luo skirt on the cover, revealing a light gauze color dress worn inside, and began to dance slowly to the rhythm. Her dancing posture is light and graceful, sometimes raising her wrists and lowering her eyebrows, and sometimes soothing her hands, which provokes the audience to applaud again and again.

After a while, the sound of sheng suddenly turned urgent, and the Oiran Luo Luoyu's arm shook and threw out two colored silks, which flew in the field, and actually rolled straight in the direction where Pregnant Qiao was. At the moment when the two colored silks were about to touch the pregnant Qiao, the sheng music stopped, and the song ended. The Oiran Rollo on the stage withdrew the colored silk and gently removed the veil covering his face.

When the Oiran Rollo took off the veil, everyone present was stunned, that face was beautiful and beautiful.

Pregnant Qiao clenched her fists, took out a top-grade fairy crystal and handed it to Ruyi on the side, ignoring the surprised look on her face, snatched the bouquet of flower branches from her hand and threw it at the feet of the flower girl on the high platform. Just now, just when the two colored silks were about to touch Pregnant Qiao, she clearly saw a line of small characters written on the colored silk: I know your secret......

Pregnant Qiao couldn't help but wonder in her heart, this was the first time she had seen this Oiran Rollo, what secrets did she know?

The corners of her lips tugged at the corners of her lips and she stomped the ground, and all the flower branches on the high platform flew up, slowly rotating around her body. Oiran Rollo closed his eyes slightly, and seemingly randomly pulled a bunch from those branches, and all the other branches were shattered, and the petals flew all over the sky.

"Let me take a look at who is the lucky winner today, and I want to congratulate the man in black at table nineteen!" After finishing speaking, the flower branch in his hand was lightly rotated and shot the flower branch in his hand at the front of the high platform, so that everyone present could clearly see the table number on the bouquet of flower branches.

Table 19 isn't that the table you're in?

Seeing that everyone in the audience turned their heads to look at her, she stood up and hugged her fists slightly at everyone. Seeing the handwriting on the colored silk, Pregnant Qiao impulsively threw a bouquet of flower branches, but she didn't expect to be really chosen by the flower Rollo.

Although the people who were not selected were indignant in their hearts, no one dared to make trouble in Luo Yaxuan after all. This Oiran Luo Luo is not an ordinary person, her cultivation is extremely high, and she has reached the five-grade Daluo Golden Immortal Realm! Moreover, it is said that she has a very close personal relationship with the emperor of Taixuandu, and no one wants to touch that moldy head. Now that you've come to Luo Yaxuan, it's better to find another girl to have fun first, and try your luck another day.

After the flower-throwing ceremony, the guests gathered in the main hall dispersed in twos and threes. Pregnant Qiao was led to a jade building by a young man in Tsing Yi, and was introduced into the jade building by two maids. After the two maids served tea and pastries to Pregnant Qiao, they bowed down and withdrew, leaving Pregnant Qiao alone in the room.

After a while, the bead curtain shook, and Oiran Rollo walked out of the room. At this time, she had already changed her outfit, wearing a peach-colored floor-length skirt, her hair was loosely bunned, and her temples hung down, making her even more delicate and lovely.

"Childe ......"

Oiran Rollo smiled lightly and pounced on Pregnant Qiao, but was dodged by Pregnant Qiao, and Oiran Rollo pounced.

Oiran Luo Luo took out a silk handkerchief, tried the tears in the corners of his eyes, and said with a sad expression: "What? Doesn't the son like Luo Luo? Luo Luo is so sad!"