The two of them came to the door of a room on the third floor.

"Guo Gongzi, please, Miss Hongling is inside! The slave family retired first! ”

Youmeng wriggled her fat buttocks and left, not forgetting to glance back at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan who watched it was itching.

Fang Yuan opened the door and entered.

A fragrance hits, and it smells good!

There is a woman's figure under a red tent in the house, who is it if it is not Hongling?

"Guo Gongzi, the slave family Hongling has been waiting for a long time, why did you come?"

A seductive voice came from inside the incense tent.

Fang Yuan's already restless heart was even more impatient.

"Miss Hongling has been waiting for a long time, and here she is."

Fang Yuan has long been hungry and thirsty, sure enough, she is a dusty woman, and it is indeed a must to be coquettish!

I still don't know how the skills of the ancient wind and dust woman are?

I don't know if there is a ......

As he spoke, he was about to take off his pants.

"What does Guo Gongzi mean by this? Who do you think of the slave family? ”

Hong Ling said charmingly.

A pair of jade hands lifted the red tent, and Hong Ling's seductive body lay on the bed, and her snow-white legs under the red dress were undoubtedly exposed.

Before Fang Yuan could take a closer look, the pair of jade legs left the bed, and Hong Ling slowly came to the coffee table and sat down.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan had no choice but to put on his pants and sit aside.

"Of course, I think of the girl as a fairy."

"Doesn't Miss Rouge like to be here?"

"How come, the son is a talent, how can the slave family not like it!"

After speaking, Hong Ling gently patted Fang Yuan's shoulder three times, as if teasing.

"Today is another song with Guo Gongzi, and the slave family is even more in love with Gongzi."

Fang Yuan thought that the Queen Mother had also patted herself three times when she saw her for the first time, but Fang Yuan didn't care.

Last time, the Queen Mother didn't ask him about it, so she thought she was thinking too much.

This time it's just a tease from Roulin.

"Why didn't the girl let me ......?"

Fang Yuan said halfway, he wanted to hug Hongling, this beauty is different from Liu Shishi and Zhang Yuxi, her whole body reveals a charming color, which makes people want to stop, and just want to hold her in her arms to calm the restless heart.

Hongling got up and spun around, and nimbly flashed to the side.

"Why is Childe so anxious, you haven't composed lyrics and music for the slave family yet?"

"The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, what kind of music do you compose?"

Fang Yuan wanted to catch Hongling again, and this time he used all his strength.

can be cleverly dodged by Hongling again.

It's almost there.

Fang Yuan doesn't believe in evil, and he can't deal with a little girl!

However, Fang Yuan didn't have his true qi, and his identity was not revealed yet.

But he was dodged by Hongling again, and he was still a little close.

Fang Yuan realized that something was wrong this time.

This girl knows martial arts!

The body is so flexible, I almost caught a big man several times!

It can be seen that its control is not bad!

It seems that this Hongzhao Garden is indeed not simple.

I'm still blinded by lust!

It's no fun today, and the more you stay here, the more dangerous it becomes!

It's better to go back as soon as possible, the water in this Hongzhaoyuan is too deep, I don't know which power it is! If there is really a lack of one, it is too blatant! dared to set up a den at the feet of the Son of Heaven, but he didn't know where Qingluan went, whether she was hiding in the dark to observe herself secretly, or whether she had gone back.

Fang Yuan shuddered at the thought of this!

"Since Miss Hongling is teasing this son like this, then this son will go first!"

Fang Yuan was about to flee!

Hurry up and get out of this place of right and wrong!

Immortal Jump so early?

"Childe really wronged the slave family, is the slave family afraid that after the son gets the slave family's body, he will not compose lyrics and music for the slave family?"

Hongling said pitifully, and she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing under the veil!

"How can this be, the girl is wrong, she is not that kind of person!"

Fang Yuan suddenly became awe-inspiring, with a sanctimonious appearance.

"I think that there is still a wife waiting for me at home, so let's talk about it another day!"

"Since Guo Gongzi said so, the slave family is not easy to refuse, who makes the family a dusty woman?"

Hong Ling said unhurriedly, I couldn't tell if she was complaining about Fang Yuan!

"It is understandable that Guo Gongzi looks down on the slave family!"

Fang Yuan thought to himself, your sister, Lao Tzu is too difficult!

Lao Tzu wants to go up, you don't give it!

You are not happy if Lao Tzu is not up, and you blame Lao Tzu!

"Lady Roulin, ...... down"

Fang Yuan was about to make a polite gesture, but was interrupted by Hongling!

"Since Guo Gongzi insists on leaving, how dare the slave family stop him, the slave family is not well entertained, and he neglects the son, so he has to ask for wine to make amends!"

After Hong Ling finished speaking, her voice began to sharpen.

"Come on, send wine! The slave family wants to have a drink with Guo Gongzi! ”

After a while, a maidservant girl came over with wine and put it on the coffee table, and there were two cups!

Fang Yuan is cold, just go, what kind of wine are you drinking, you have to drive a carriage in a while!

What if you get drunk! We can't drink!

"Miss Hongling's heart is under the collar, but she can't drink under it! I'm afraid that my lady will be blamed for getting drunk! ”

Fang Yuan thought about how to get out, there must be something wrong with this wine.

Think better is an aphrodisiac! Thinking bad is poison!

No matter what kind of medicine it is, you can't try it yourself!

Although this is Qingping Street, Fang Yuan can't risk himself!

"Guo Gongzi, a person with great ambitions, how can he not drink, and he is just a small drink, so that his wife will blame him!"

Fang Yuan really wants to scold the street, you are the one with a big mole in your chest!

What's wrong with not being able to drink, I'm afraid of what's wrong with my wife!

Not a good person!

But is there really no way to escape now?

The third floor of the Red Sleeve Building.

Bai Rou was alone in the corner drinking and getting drunk, and she had no intention of watching those girls dancing in the stands.

There were girls around him, and he refused them one by one!

Bai Rou was really envious of Fang Yuan, and it could also be said that she was very jealous!

But Hongling is definitely not the kind of casual person, but she can't believe Fang Yuan!

If Fang Yuan hadn't held back......

Not good, Bai Rou drank the wine glass in her hand.

And left here.

......

Hongling let go of herself, and she had already regarded Fang Yuan as a mortal person!

Thinking that Fang Yuan was a little talented, it was not in vain to compose a song for himself before he died.

His own play on him is just a play before the cat kills the mouse!

Let you spoil my good deeds!

The task was not completed!

Fang Yuan knew that he was going to be doomed, so he could only delay for a while, in case a miracle happened.

But you can't sit still, if you can't force yourself out of here, if you escape, you should be fine.

But if you do that, you will come for nothing today, and the task assigned by the empress will not be completed, and her identity may be exposed.

Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had a plan in his heart.

"Since Miss Hongling has repeatedly persuaded her to drink, of course she can't make excuses again!"

Fang Yuan picked up the wine glass.

"Then Guo Gongzi, please."

Hongling looked at Fang Yuan, thinking in her heart that after drinking this cup, news would come in a few days that the leader of the poetry club would overindulge and die of exhaustion!

"However, it's not fun to just drink too much, and if you have wine, you have to have a story!"