Yu Wenqi's gaze didn't stay on Momo's body too much, it was not the first time he had seen these women in the dust, he had already been paralyzed, and there was nothing new to speak of.

At the moment, he is just drinking and eating in a leisurely and elegant manner, and occasionally skims the afterglow.

"Third brother, this tender girl is really different, no wonder she will be the pillar of the Drunken Immortal Tower. Yu Wenche praised, his handsome face was full of smiles, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Yu Wenche is the only son of Concubine Yun and is the treasure in her palm, and Concubine Yun is the most favored concubine of the Emperor of Nanjing Kingdom.

Although Yu Wenche's temperament is a little stubborn, her heart is not bad, and Concubine Yun is very fond of her, and she is also lenient and strict.

Under the urging of Concubine Yun, almost all the dances that Yu Wenche has seen since he was a child come from the banquets in the palace, followed by the drunken immortal building after the king lives alone.

Yu Wenche felt fresh when he saw it for the first time, and the dancing tenderness still threw flattering eyes at him from time to time and teased him.

He is now at the age of his newborn love affair, and he can't bear it in the face of such a fair and upright funny.

"Fourth brother, you see, your jaw is about to fall. Yuwen Qi teased at him.

Yu Wenche touched it with his hand, "Hey, is there one, isn't this good." ”

Yu Wenqi chuckled and said, "Fourth brother, I will go to the palace to go to my mother's concubine later, and I will continue to catch up with you when I come out." ”

"Okay, third brother, then you go and come back quickly. ”

"Stop!" Yu Wenqi said in a downward voice.

The music stopped, and Momoori's dancing steps stopped. She looked at Yu Wenqi a little stunned, not knowing why.

This dance and music were only halfway through when they were stopped, and I don't know why, didn't they expose themselves?

Momoori's heart trembled for a moment, and she secretly prayed for herself.

"Stand down, all of you. Yu Wenqi said lightly.

Momoori followed everyone, bent down and prepared to retreat, and just as she was about to turn around, Yuwenqi called out to her.

"Hey, you, I didn't say to let you go, why don't you hurry up and pour wine for that son?" Momoori looked around, and repeatedly made sure that Yuwenqi was letting her stay, so she bowed down and said respectfully: "Yes, tenderness will go." ”

Yu Wenqi smiled and glanced at Yu Wen Che and left.

Yu Wenqi walked away and opened everyone in the private room, leaving Momoori and Yu Wenche alone in the room.

The sound insulation effect of Zuixian Tower is excellent, and soon the four walls will isolate the noise outside, and the interior will fall into an ambiguous silence.

Yu Wenche in front of him stared at Momoori with his eyes, Momoori didn't dodge, he also looked at him, and the corners of his lips hooked up a charming smile, and he said coquettishly with a wink: "Childe, tenderness will pour you wine." ”

The graceful figure slowly approached Yu Wenche, walked to the table, Momoi rolled up the corners of her skirt, knelt on the mat on the side, and poured wine from the pot with her slender white hand, "Oh, childe, please use it!"

Momoori smiled, the peerless face in the red veil loomed, and at this time they were very close, and Yu Wenche could see her curled eyelashes and smart eyes. I can still smell the rouge gouache on her body, and ...... Her own body odor.

The smell is like the smell of flowers blown by the wind, like the lawn splashed by rain, and like the smell of milk from a newborn baby.

Fluctuating, if there is nothing.