Ning Que's appearance at this time fell in the eyes of the girls of the various families and the personal maid named Xiaocao, that is, she was fascinated by the plump girl and turned into a stupid goose who couldn't walk. The little maid became more and more displeased, stared at the plump but delicate woman, and said, "Shui Zhu'er, this is what grandma has confessed, do you dare not listen?"

Shui Zhu'er is a girl with red sleeves, although she has not been able to participate in the Oiran election for two consecutive years, but with that delicate little face and a body full of watery white fat, the market has always been extremely prosperous. But even she didn't dare to resist Jane's order, I saw her eyes roll, she stepped forward with a smile and took Ning Que's hand, and said: "Since it is the rules set by my grandmother, where do I dare not follow it, but I like this child when I look at it, sister, I like the child's shy appearance the most, come, go to the courtyard with my sister to play for a while." ”

Ning Que naturally wouldn't object, so she dragged her hand along the stream and walked to a small courtyard among the flowers and trees, and the girls behind her just laughed in a low voice, but they didn't stop them, only the maid Xiaocao shouted: "Grandma said, no one is allowed to do his business!"

"Huh, is there such a thing?"

Ning Que looked back in shock, thinking that with the status of that Jane's family in the world, if this word spreads, I am afraid that the entire Qinglou in Chang'an City will not be able to do its own business in the future, how can this be done?

The maidservant Xiaocao looked at him proudly and said, "Doesn't grandmother mean that?"

Ning Que was speechless, thinking that it was no wonder that the history books said that the emperor was not terrible, and the eunuchs who were accustomed to falsely transmitting holy decrees were the most annoying, thinking of such prospects, he couldn't help but cry in his heart, and the endless vicissitudes of sorrow - but even so, he still had to follow the red-carded girl named Shui Zhu'er.

Entering the small courtyard, there was no charming story happening, Shui Zhu'er girl sat cross-legged on the couch, so that the little girl who served brought all kinds of miscellaneous fruits, and greeted Ning Que diligently, but she was leaning on the fence and swallowing melon seeds, and asked him and Jane about the situation when they met, and asked some about the situation over there.

Ning Que has always been good at this kind of thing. The taverns in Weicheng and the gambling houses in the barracks are all good battlefields for him to hone his mouth and skin skills, and exercise his ability to observe words and feelings.

The purpose of the conversation was to clichés, and the girl Shui Zhu'er didn't notice that she had just eaten half a plate of melon seeds, and the topic shifted from Weicheng to Chang'an City, and the content of the chat also changed from whether the barbarian girl was beautiful to what kind of characters the guests who came to the red sleeves were the most jealous, who was the most jealous, and whose wife was the most jealous.

Talking about the □□□ of benefactors seems to be a bit against professional ethics, but to be honest, this is indeed a little amateur enjoyment for the girls in Qinglou besides piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing.

Ning Que lowered his head and picked the fruit on the plate, he didn't seem to care much, he just asked and listened casually, in fact, his ears had already been erected, and he kept filtering the names that had penetrated his ears, and suddenly his fingers stiffened slightly.

"I've never seen a person who is so afraid of his wife, an official of the fourth or fifth grade, he actually dresses up every time he comes to the building to play, and that guy is useless to die, so he can talk about it, it's really not a loss of iron-mouthed Yushi ......"

Ning Que thought of seeing Zhang Yiqi's satisfied expressions at the gate of Zhang's mansion, and suddenly a picture of a white-haired imperial history lying on the legs of the concubines all day long worked hard all day long, and almost squirted out the fruit in his mouth, choking and coughing.

Shui Zhu'er's comment felt inappropriate as soon as she came out, she expected that this young man might not understand the implicit meaning in the words, but she didn't expect him to react so exaggeratedly, so she understood what was going on, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, she punched him in the shoulder with a feigned anger, and said with a slightly red face: "What do you do all day in the border city, you know these things as a child." ”

After a few laughs, the serving girl came over and said something in Shui Zhu'er's ear, Ning Que glanced outside the courtyard, and knew that it was time to say goodbye as the night was getting deeper, so he stood up and said goodbye sincerely.

Shui Zhu'er pursed her lips and thought for a while, took out a silver ingot from the box next to the pillow and handed it over, and said with a smile: "This is not a big red envelope, but you can't talk in vain after chatting with me for so long, don't look down on me, I don't know why, I feel very happy to talk to you." ”

Ning Que thought to himself that it was natural, if you want to talk to the guests, you must always pay attention to a charming conversation, how can you be like accompanying me like the village aunt leaning on the couch, three and a half sentences to say two swear words, but he also likes the cool conversation and ...... Qingli's face and plump body are not hypocritical, and she took the silver ingot and said, "Even if it's a meeting gift from my sister." ”

Hearing this, Shui Zhu'er's eyes lit up, she stepped forward to take him into her arms, rubbed his head all over the place, and said with a smile: "Although Grandma doesn't know why she is looking at you, if you have nothing to do, you might as well come and see me more." ”

She is engaged in Fengyue business, and Ning Que is a young man who reads, and she can sit and talk to each other in the small courtyard of the Qinglou, if she is still a person from two worlds elsewhere, she is naturally happy when Ning Que shouts her sister, but she did not recognize this younger brother - a Chang'an woman, even if she is a Chang'an prostitute, she has her own bearing and pride.

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Back in the shop pù of Lin47 Lane, Sang Sang casually mentioned that two people came over in the afternoon to ask if the boss was there, but Ning Que didn't care, so he asked Sang Sang to boil a pot of hot water and scald his feet and fell asleep.

The lights went out, the room was dark, as usual, Ning Que was holding those little feet, but in his mind he was recalling what he saw and heard in the red sleeves tonight, and first thought about the matter of Zhang Yiqi in the imperial history for a while, and then more appeared in his mind was Shui Zhu'er's little pink face that was happy and disgusting, as well as the fine fat and tender flesh that rippled like water, especially when she was finally hugged into her arms and rubbed her head, the soft and elastic touch on her face and the orchid-like aroma seemed to be still there at this time.

Thinking of Si Jing, it was a little hot at this time, and it felt even hotter when he was holding Sangsang's little feet, and when his knees reached the place where he was thin at this time, he felt that the bedding was hot.

People always have to grow up, and it's not a matter to go down like this, Ning Que opened the quilt and sat up, looked at the girl who was woken up, and said with a smile: "Chang'an is hotter than the border city, it seems that the bed has to be divided in advance." ”

Xiao Sangsang rubbed his eyes and said in a daze: "But there is no kang here, I feel colder than at home." ”