Yan Du wants to be in the Red Mansion.

The old bustard looked at the guests who came in one by one, and his eyes lit up, and he shouted hard: "Come on, come on, the guest officer, please go this way, sell the red card of the building today - the first night of the rose girl, everyone has a chance!"

In a private room, two women sat on the edge of the bed together, one was dressed in red, the other was dressed in white, both of them covered half of their faces with light veils, and the two only showed similar golden eyes, and the look in their eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the two sat together, except for clothes, there was no difference between the two!

The two sat for a while, and the woman in white suddenly turned sideways and smiled at the woman who looked similar to her: "Promise beauty, look at your delicate appearance, the slave family wants to pounce on you." After that, she also pushed it seriously and pushed the resistless woman in red onto the bed, and the woman in white then stepped forward, stretched out her slender knobby fingers from her sleeves and scratched her face on the promise, and smiled wickedly: "Promise beauty, your skin is really good." ”

The woman in red, who was called the testament, did not look displeased, and still said with a smile on her face: "Miss, I think you can change your surname to Wang." ”

The posture of the two beauties to challenge the limits of people is so good, but there is no embarrassing appearance, but the appearance is very normal.

"Hehe, the slave family is talking about you, not the slave family, how can you be considered selling and boasting?" The woman in white pressed on the chest of the testament, showing a very coveted look, reached out and poked the chest of the testament, raised her eyebrows and looked at the testament, "The chest seems to be a little smaller." ”

The golden eyes of the testament narrowed slightly, holding the waist of the woman in white with one hand, and then turned over skillfully, the posture changed completely, and the widow still looked at the chest of the woman in white with a smile rather than a smile: "So, what do you mean, you still need to think about it again?"

The testament finally changed his expression, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and snorted down from her: "If you mess around again, I'm really welcome." ”

The woman in white smiled and sat up: "How can you not be polite?"

"What do you say?" the last contract threw this question to the woman in white, and the woman in white smiled: "The slave family really doesn't know yet." ”

"I ......" the last promise was interrupted, but was interrupted by the woman in white: "The beautieth of the testament, remember what the old bustard said must say 'slave family'? ”

The widow glared at the woman in white with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and the woman in white pouted aggrievedly: "The slave family is not so fierce," and then laughed again, approached the testament, and made a raised movement with his hand near the corner of the testament's mouth: "Come, smile charmingly, that's the slave family." ”

Although he was unwilling, he still changed "I" to "slave", and said: "The slave family is not obliged to be your stand-in." ”

The woman in white smiled with satisfaction: "Don't show such an indifferent expression, laugh." ”

The testament really smiled, smiling charmingly, and the woman in white was simply the same face.

The woman in white grinned, "That's good." Then he stood up again, opened the window, turned around and winked at the testament: "Beauty, the slave family is cheering for you~" and jumped down from the third floor.

As soon as the woman in white left, the old bustard came in from outside, looking at the testament with a smile on her face: "Rose, today's guests are all here for you!" and turned her eyes to the window, and with a sigh, she quickly closed the window and said, "You are today's trump card, how did you get it when others saw it in vain?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the testament called Rose, and then raised the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, stood up and approached the old bustard, and rubbed his body on the old bustard: "The slave family is stuffy, breathable, the old mother loves the slave family the most, don't you pursue it?"

The old bustard was amused by her and laughed, and nodded again and again: "I really can't help you, okay, let's start, go down." ”

The widow nodded, pretending to be a woman in white who was grinning just now, and said, "Old mother, find a beautiful man for the slave family, the most beautiful and beautiful one, otherwise the slave family will not sell it." "Ten out of ten learned.

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