Lichee.

The girl who toasted with herself during the day, and said happily that she was about to leave this Yihong Mansion.

Maybe no matter the game or reality, a woman in this kind of place will never be able to believe it.

But Han Dongwen still couldn't figure it out, and lied that he was about to leave this Yihong Mansion, what benefits could he bring to this lychee.

He felt a little cold in his heart, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the lobby under the railing.

came out in a melodious whisper, and it was indeed lychee red.

Han Dongwen had already recognized the girl before he could see her face—she had been sitting beside him for a whole afternoon, and she was all too familiar.

This is only one of the reasons, he can recognize the lychee at a glance, and even more because the lining in the lychee gauze skirt has not been replaced, and it is still embroidered with apricot yellow and red silk.

She took a few more steps to the stage, and Han Dongwen's eyes suddenly moved slightly.

There wasn't even a hint of a smile on that makeup-covered face.

A hundred flowers bloom, for them, there is only one word for purpose.

Money.

If you want to sell for money, you should have a good look.

Whether it is Yang Liuqing or Jinsha Brew, which one is not silky eyebrows and eyes, and a smile can hook people, where does the expression of lychee at the moment mean that you want to make money?

Lychee sat down in front of the guqin in the hall and raised her hand to gently place it on the strings.

For a long time, but there was no sound of the piano.

"What's this, what are you here for?"

Yang Facai noticed this long silence, and finally reluctantly took his eyes off Jinsha's body and looked at the field.

Jinsha Brew finally had time to breathe, and was secretly glancing at Yang Facai, his eyes swept across the lobby, and he was unconsciously surprised: "Lychee? She's so ......."

From silence to whispering.

The price starts at two gold yuan, but no one is attracted to her by the appearance of lychee, and there is not even a bidder.

When Han Dongwen heard Fang Cai's words, he leaned in the direction of Yang Facai and them, and asked, "Jinsha girl, are you familiar with this lychee girl?" What's wrong with her? ”

The venue was really deserted and embarrassing, and Lychee didn't even play the piano, but just sat quietly in front of the piano for a long time.

She was crying.

Han Dongwen, who was upstairs, moved his eyes and frowned slightly.

"Lychee, she should have ...... today"

Jin Sha thought for a moment and said: "She should have been out of the building today, I haven't been in the Yihong Mansion for a long time, and I heard that she is desperately saving, so she is waiting to redeem herself and get out of this Yihong Mansion." ”

After she finished speaking, her body leaned softly on Yang Facai's body, and her voice was like silk: "Lord Yang, you say, when will I be able to get out of this building?" ”

"Ahem, Sands girl."

Han Dongwen stiffened his head in embarrassment and asked: "Then according to what you said, she shouldn't come here where a hundred flowers bloom, this girl is like this now, obviously she doesn't want to come, why is it?" ”

"Why ......"

Jin Sha Chu hugged Yang Facai's arm tightly and sighed: "She has a younger brother who supports the boat, I heard that people do their duty, but I didn't think about it, today I actually called the officers and soldiers to arrest them, I heard that they dared to rob darts and rob people!" ”

Robbery? Another robbery? …

Han Dongwen frowned suddenly, and looked back into the field.

"Shaoxia, since you can sit in this private room, some things are naturally convenient to say, her brother has this incident, and it is still settled in the building, is this money...... Naturally, she had to go out on her own, and if her pocket was empty, of course she had to come back. ”

Jin Sha said as he spoke, holding Yang Facai's arm tighter: "The guests who come to this Yihong Mansion are not all handsome and generous customers like Boss Yang, it is difficult to serve, Xu is Lychee thought that he could go, and he was thrown back all at once, and he couldn't accept it all of a sudden." ”

Yang Facai smiled, and squeezed his eyes at Han Dongwen: "How is it, Chi Shaoxia, have you taken a fancy to this lychee girl?" ”

Han Dongwen frowned, his mind moving rapidly.

He was framed for robbery, and Yihong Mansion found him and introduced the business of spending money to eliminate disasters.

If he hadn't planned to get in touch with this Yihong Mansion, it was really unlikely that Han Dongwen would have agreed to be a guest of this lake.

So, if Yi Honglou dealt with his own crimes, would he find someone to confess?

Lychee's younger brother is a boater......

"Collusion with the robbery", there is also a West Asian ......

Han Dongwen's heart tightened, and two names instantly came to mind in his mind.

Robert, Zhang Sihai?!

Lychee's younger brother, is that Zhang Sihai?

Yi Honglou pushed his own accusations on Zhang Sihai's head again, and then ate the money for lychees again?

"Two gold dollars!"

Han Dongwen said coldly, in this field that had been deserted for a long time, it seemed extremely abrupt.

The eyes in the field suddenly moved from the stage to Han Dongwen's private room.

"Hey, isn't that where the Olimar woman went up just now?"

"I want another one, but I want this one? This face looks like I owe money, I don't want to ......"

There was a lot of noise in the field, and the lychees on the stage raised their heads suddenly, and the two lines of clear tears could barely make Han Dongwen see clearly.

She naturally heard Han Dongwen's voice, but she looked incredulous, and even opened her mouth slightly.

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and looked into the lobby.

He had two gold dollars left, and he had planned to spend it on Lychee in the afternoon and ask her more about Yihong Mansion.

Now, I hope I can ask her upstairs at this price......

"Ding—"

The thoughts in his heart have not yet landed, but he is afraid of something.

"Private room bid!"

The sound of the bell came from the private room where Yang Liuqing went.

"Picking flowers and smelling honey, mica shell agate heart guards, five gold yuan!"

The sound of the bell almost rang the root of Han Dongwen's ears.

He suddenly stood up from the Taishi's chair and put his hand on the railing.

"Yo, Chi Shaoxia, I look at this girl so much, thin and thin, tsk......"

Yang Facai grinned and looked at Han Dongwen, fiddling with the jewelry on his body: "It's okay, big brother help you, if you have an idea, go on!" ”

Han Dongwen looked sideways at the dark water gun he had placed in the cloth bag on the side, gritted his teeth lightly, and was about to say something, when he was suddenly stunned.

Lychee, who was sitting in the middle of the lobby, looked at herself, but she shook her head gently.

Her mouth shape, all the time saying no.

Han Dongwen thought for a moment, but sat back on the Taishi chair and crossed his legs.

Looking at his face again, he had already changed into a look of ease with Fang Cai's panicked judgment.

"What, what's wrong, Chi Shaoxia? You don't want this lychee red? Yang Facai asked.

"No need, Boss Yang, there has always been a rule that please eat, please drink, and not be romantic, this is called lychee, and that's it. You want me to sell this stuff, dream! ”

Han Dongwen finished speaking as if he really didn't care at all, picked up the tea bowl and gently took a sip of canary buds, and said with emotion: "Good tea, good tea." ”

The price was dropped, and the tear-stained Lychee left the lobby and walked up to the second floor.

She looked in the direction of Han Dongwen with some worried eyes, and there, Han Dongwen had already turned around and left despite Yang Facai's retention.

The maid hugged the lychee and slowly ascended to the second floor.

At the door of the private room, Yang Liuqing was already waiting in place, smiling at the sister who had stayed overnight.

"Be happy, don't spoil your interest."

Yang Liuqing smiled and stepped forward to gently wipe the tears on Lychee's red face.

Lychee turned her head slightly, but seemed to see the familiar figure of the young man in white at the corner of this private room.