Chapter Forty-Eight: I am a boy and like beautiful women

The beauty is not far away, but now it is pulling me away?

Wang Liu, whose face was full of resistance, turned his head and saw Ye Qing's panicked appearance.

Since he met Ye Qing, Wang Liu had never seen this calm and handsome young man like this.

In the Huaiyang prison before, he was holding a water-stained leather whip, ready to torture Ye Qing.

This young man was not afraid, but made sense of him with some reasonable and well-founded words.

After Ye Qing was fished out by the three nobles, his colleague Zhao Wu, who came back, said that when Ye Qing was escorted to Huaiyang Prison by Zheng Ming, his left arm was dislocated, but he gritted his teeth and connected it.

is so tenacious and unfazed, at this moment, he has become such a ghost.

Wang Liu's heart was also startled, he hurriedly pulled Ye Qing to the side, and couldn't help asking:

"Qing Xiaolang, who did you see, to be so panicked?"

Without waiting for Ye Qing to speak, Wang Liu remembered that Ye Qing was a master who was not even afraid of Zheng Ming, who had his back against the mountain.

Right now, who has to be someone to make him afraid?

Wang Liu, who was trembling suddenly, also panicked: "You won't have an enemy who is more powerful than the prefect, right?" ”

Seeing his reaction like this, Ye Qing was a little embarrassed and said, "No, no, what, there is a saying, Brother Wang, have you heard it." ”

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise."

With a roll of his eyes, Wang Liu immediately smiled evilly and stretched out his head to the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion, and asked:

"Qing Xiaolang, and the man you can't handle?"

Ye Qing: ???

Grabbing Wang Liu's shirt at the back of his neck, Ye Qing looked at Wang Liu, who was smiling evilly, and said coldly:

"What can't be done with a man?"

Boom!

The fist lightly landed on Ye Qing's chest.

Wang Liu's expression of 'I understand everything, brother': "It's okay, everyone's preferences are different, I don't discriminate against you." ”

Then, Wang Liu rejoiced: "Fortunately, we like girls with bright waists and thin breasts, otherwise we really don't dare to look at your face." ”

"He's really handsome, we've never seen a man better looking than you."

Bang!

Ye Qing, who was like thunder, was buzzing in his head.

He looked at Wang Liu, who was thinking in disbelief, and his fists clenched subconsciously.

The gentle face began to darken, and for a moment, it was like a dark cloud covering the sun.

"I don't like men, who told you that I like men, master, I'll kill him!"

Like the angry roar of the hellish demon, Wang Liu's body was frightened, his face was full of panic, his hands clenched into fists to his chest, and he whispered cowardly:

"What, you, don't get excited!"

"How can I not be excited, you actually say that I like men." Ye Qing stepped forward, grabbed Wang Liu's collar with both hands, lifted it suddenly, approached Wang Liu's face, gritted his teeth and said: "I am a man, I like beautiful women, Brother Wang, do you remember!" ”

Wang Liu, whose head was like pounding garlic, looked at Ye Qing's fierce expression as if he was about to eat people, and quickly replied:

"Remember, remember, Qing Xiaolang, you are a man, you like beautiful women, you don't like men!"

Hum!

Ye Qing snorted coldly, and then let go of his hand with satisfaction.

Wang Liu, who wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at Ye Qing who was so angry in disbelief, and muttered in a low voice:

"Impossible, if you don't like men, how can you get the help of three nobles?"

After thinking about it, he muttered again:

"Could it be that Ye Qing really doesn't like men and rejected them, but they haven't given up?"

I made up a possible Wang Liu again, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that this time I would definitely not guess wrong.

Then.

An old voice with disgust sounded in the ears of the two.

"Hey, the world is going down, it's really the world, Lang Lang Qiankun, he just disregarded the weathering and did something unsightly."

Wang Liu and Ye Qing, who were full of surprise, forgot the past when they heard the sound.

I saw an old man with a walking stick on his back, trembling and walking into the distance.

The yellow eyes glanced at them with disgust from time to time.

Ye Qing and Wang Liu's faces turned green.

And not just because of the old man.

But I don't know when, the two of them gathered in a circle not far away.

Curious, disgusting, teasing, and pity fell on the two of them.

There were a few little ladies who covered their cherry lips in disbelief, their eyes revealing heartbreak, and they stared at Ye Qing deadly.

There were even a few feminine sons and middle-aged people who were gorgeously dressed and smeared with rouge and gouache, looking at Ye Qing with smoke and streamers.

Look at that meaning, if it weren't for the fact that there are many people now, these guys with abnormal preferences would have stepped forward to ask Ye Qing what his surname was, where he lived, and would he be willing to drink wine and sleep together!

Ye Qing, who was full of grief, fiercely glared at Wang Liu, who didn't know how to explain.

He strode out, and suddenly, his mind moved, and he immediately said in a stern manner:

"A certain Chen Yuming, he is not as good as Longyang, he just wants to meet a woman who is in love with him for the rest of his life, and he is just a certain companion joking and bluntly, it can't be true!"

"Everyone, please let go, don't block a certain Chen Yuming from going to the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion to look for flowers and ask willows."

The little lady in the crowd of onlookers, her eyes suddenly lit up, her smile bloomed, and the next moment, when she heard that Ye Qing was going to look for flowers and ask willows, she immediately leaked out of disdain, or sadness.

Those men who had broken sleeves and dragon yang looked at Ye Qingqi's long back and left quickly with great pity.

And Wang Liu, dumbfounded, stood in place, and whispered in disbelief:

"He, isn't he crazy? Even in the name of the prefect? ”

"The rumors in the market are the most terrifying, I'm afraid it won't be long before the reputation of the prefect will be ruined!"

Ye Qing, who had cheated Chen Yuming, proudly entered the alley.

He walked in the cramped alleys, and he only felt refreshed.

"Lord Prefect, the cycle of cause and effect, you have tricked me and scared me so many times, and you have come and not been rude, and please accept another small gift I gave you!"

As for the fear that he would offend Chen Yuming and anger Chen Yuming, he would be punished.

With the support of the poem "Gift to the Qingtian Prefect of Huaiyang", Ye Qing is not afraid at all.

If Chen Yuming is really angry, it's a big deal to write another poem.

At this moment.

Ye Qing didn't notice at all that there had been some changes in his heart and style of acting.

The back door of the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion.

reported Zhang Xiuran's name, and Ye Qing had been setting up a night stall in Pingle Square before.

The little guy let him go directly, and he didn't even have to take the road, and he didn't worry that Ye Qing would steal chickens and dogs in the pavilion and be the pickled thief.

Ye Qing, who walked into the backyard, looked at the colorful belly pocket fluttering in the wind in front of him, and smelled the fragrance that had its own merits.

Junxiu's gentle face was directly flushed, and he lowered his head shyly.

At this time, a scream broke the silence in the backyard and made Ye Qing tremble.

"Ah, a man has broken into the backyard, come on!"

"Yo, isn't this Qing Xiaolang? My sister hasn't seen you in the past few days, did you come to see your sister on purpose? ”

"Hehehehe, Qing Xiaolang blushed, sisters, come and see!"

"Qing Xiaolang, don't be shy! Let my sister see your pretty face. ”

"Oh, Qing Xiaolang is in good shape!"

"Qing Xiaolang, come to me tonight, I'll leave you the door, don't want money."

Ye Qing, who was instantly surrounded by a group of warblers and swallows, did not say a word, blushed, and walked through the crispy fragrance of nephrite with difficulty.

When he arrived at the third floor of the Zuixiang Pavilion and entered Zhang Xiuran's private room, he let out a long breath, and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his forehead like the rest of his life.

And Zhang Xiuran, who was sitting on the main seat, was full of panic, and when he saw Ye Qing, who was disheveled and red-lipped, and was embarrassed, came in, he burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, Qing Xiaolang, haven't you suffered a beauty robbery? Look at the rouge lip prints on this face, you can play better than this son, you really envy this son! ”

"Envy this son?" A cold voice came from inside the private room.

Zhang Xiuran was suddenly silent, immediately lowered his head and shrunk his shoulders, nestled into the chair, and continued to be a quail who did not dare to speak.