The woman frowned, and then stepped into Fengyue Tower with joy, and secretly glanced at the handsome man at the door, wow-so handsome!

In the carved and elegant pavilion, it is a three-story arrangement, the first floor is a meal, the second floor is a private room, the third floor is a guest room, and the guest room is divided into three, six and nine and so on, there are luxury rooms, there are ordinary rooms, suitable for people of all levels to live.

However, in addition to the first-class service, the waiters here are all young men, and each is stunning, and some are a little more beautiful than women, so that customers are comfortable to look at.

Of course, there are also special services here, for some palace nobles, this kind of service is indispensable, it depends on whether you dare to pay, if you have money, you will enjoy it, and it will definitely make you want to die.

"Boss, the guests have arrived, the show can start!" The man in white bowed respectfully.

The purple-clothed young man turned around gracefully, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the guests downstairs with rhinestone-like eyes, and instructed the man: "Light up the lanterns and let the dancers play." ”

"Yes." The man in white slowly retreated, his respectful appearance still couldn't hide the brilliance and gentleness of his body.

The corners of Mu Chujian's lips hooked, and his eyes were full of faint smiles.

The dancers trained by themselves will definitely make the guests refresh and crazy!

The rhinestone-like eyes glow with crystalline brilliance, which instantly catches people's hearts.

"Guess who I am?" The deep voice suddenly lingered in his ears, and a pair of slender hands attached to rhinestone-like eyes, and when he closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes shaved the white palm of the person behind him.

The figure of the purple cloth stiffened suddenly, and the warm body was close to his back, which was really uncomfortable.

Mu Chujin frowned slightly, listening to the voice just now, why was it so familiar, could it be...... Immediately, the corners of his lips hooked, and he called softly: "Brother......"

The person behind him put down his hand, his narrow phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and a pair of sword eyebrows wrinkled into small pimples: "Sister, why didn't you notify me of the opening of Fengyue Tower?" There was a hint of resentment in Wen Tun's tone.

Mu Chujin turned around, stretched out his hand to smooth the small pimple between the sword eyebrows, and said with a pleasant face: "Sister thinks that the imperial brother is busy with state affairs all day and is very tired, how dare you bother Brother to come?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Yanjun's face suddenly softened, took a step forward, gently hugged the slender purple shadow, and whispered: "I can't say Sister A, forgive Sister for the time being, if anything happens next time, you must inform me, you don't know that I am very stuffy in the palace......" There was a bit of childishness in his tone, and his shallow mouth kept complaining.

The person in his arms sighed softly, the silver mask danced with soft light and shadow, and Mu Yanjun's words made Mu Chujin motherly.

Alas......

Is he really a child?

Sixteen-year-olds?