When dyeing and painting in a trance, he suddenly bumped into something head-on, and the dyeing and painting party came back to his senses.

Lowering his head, facing a pair of panicked eyes, he looked at the child in front of him with a confused face, but saw that the child was ragged, his hair was unkempt, and his little face showed the sallow of long-term malnutrition.

Seeing the fairy-looking dyed painter in front of him looking down at him, the dog immediately pulled his legs and ran. Pushing aside the crowd, after a while, the child's small figure ran away without a trace.

"You," looking at the back of the child running in a hurry, before you could spit out the words, Dye Hua suddenly felt dizzy, and his slender body slowly fell, at this time, a young man suddenly ran out of the crowd, stepped forward a few steps, and reached out to catch Dye Hua's slowly falling body.

The surroundings were already full of people, looking at the dye painting in the man's arms, all with a look of regret.

Looking at the strange gazes cast by everyone, the man said with a sneer: "Let everyone laugh, this is the concubine that Young Master Ben just accepted into the mansion a few days ago." ”

Isn't this talking nonsense with open eyes, who doesn't know that this is a famous market bully of this generation, who usually relies on himself to be the nephew of the Ministry of Rites, and I don't know how many daughters of good people have been tarnished.

Hey, they, the people in the market, who dare to provoke this bully when they are full and have nothing to do, if he doesn't deceive the door, he will have to burn high incense.

Seeing that the people around him had dispersed, the man looked down at the dyed painting in his arms at this time, and when his eyes touched the pure little face of the dyeing painting, his eyes suddenly burst into a burst of obscene light.

The lewd gaze swept the dyed painting up and down, and suddenly ordered urgently: "A few of you stay here, if you find any suspicious people, you will be arrested by Young Master Ben." ”

"Yes, young master."

A young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly ran forward with a flattering face. Nodding his head, he said, "The young master has already prepared a private room for you." ”

The man immediately bent down, picked up the dyed painting horizontally, and walked quickly to the restaurant on the side.

Seeing Cui Yongshou walking into his restaurant, the shopkeeper suddenly greeted him, and said with a flattering smile: "Yo, what kind of wind is blowing today, I actually sent Cui Dagongzi to the small shop." ”

Cui Yongshou said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, quickly prepare a good private room for Young Master Ben." ”

The shopkeeper suddenly glanced at the woman in Cui Yongshou's arms, and immediately quietly glanced at Xiao Er behind him, who hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs.

"Master Cui, the small one has already been prepared, you come with the little one."

"Hmm."

The moment the shopkeeper turned his face, his eyes suddenly crossed a touch of condensation.

At this moment, in another private room, incense is burning, light yarn is flying, and the sound of the piano is like a stream. In the place near the window, there is a gold-inlaid chaise longue.

Bai Qiyue was dressed in white, leaning lazily on the chaise longue, her black hair like a curtain, pouring like water. At this time, his eyes were slightly blind, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and there was no joy on Ruyu's face.

There was a man in black kneeling in front of Bai Qiyue, the man had a resolute face and heavy eyes, but the corners of his forehead were already covered with a layer of fine dense sweat.

There was no sound in the room except for the gurgling sound of the piano.

I don't know how long later, the piano stopped, and a soft female voice suddenly broke the silence in the room.

"I don't know what tunes the son likes, and the slave family will play another song for the male."

"Whatever."

Bai Qiyue's cold voice sounded slowly, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was low and dark, and it was very charming.

A gleam immediately flashed on the woman's gorgeous little face, and she thought he would refuse.

According to previous experience, after playing a song, he would ask her to retreat, but he didn't refuse this time.

When the woman was full of joy, there was a sudden knock on the door, and upon closer listening, the knock was a little strange.

Hearing the sound, Bai Qiyue's slightly blind eyes suddenly opened, and the bottom of her eyes was a little bright, staring at the door with a strange and unpredictable gaze.

Bai Qiyue suddenly waved his hand and motioned for the man on the ground to get up.

"You go back first, and we'll discuss this later." Qingling's voice was light and cold.

"The subordinates retired." The man in black saluted respectfully, and in the next second, the person had already disappeared in place, and only the light yarn man dance in the room was seen.

"Master." The woman's eyes turned, and there was still a trace of softness in her eyes.

"Go down." Bai Chuyue's voice was still clear, but there was a domineering aura that could not be underestimated.

"The subordinates retired."

The woman turned around, opened the door, and was stunned when her eyes touched Xiao Er who was standing at the door. When leaving, his eyes took a deep look at Xiao Er, and from this eye, Xiao Er saw a hidden killing intention.

When he saw this erasing machine, Xiao Er suddenly trembled. Glancing around the room, he knew that he might have ruined the good thing for the girl he loved.

Suppressing the horror in his heart, he bowed down and walked into the room. Before he could speak, a burst of fragrant fragrance suddenly came to his nose, and Xiao Er knew that this was Huajing's precious and abnormal ambergris.

"Subordinates see the Lord."

"What?"

Listening to Bai Qiyue's salty voice, Xiao Er was a little hesitant, but thinking of the strange eyes of the shopkeeper when he came, Xiao Er immediately hardened his head and gritted his teeth and said, "My subordinates just saw the master of Fengtan." ”

Hearing this, Bai Qiyue's deep eyes suddenly froze.

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