Chapter 13: A Dream of Yellow Sorghum
The proprietress was also obviously stunned by Bai Xiaosong's words.
The original stagnant water-like, unsettling eyes flashed with ripples.
Suddenly, a charming smile slowly rippled on her fair and smooth face, and the crisp and pleasant laughter was like someone gently tapping a jade plate with a copper plate.
"Yes!" the proprietress replied slowly, sitting on the table with her legs crossed.
The originally noisy lobby was quiet again.
However, there was a look of disbelief in everyone's eyes. What goes into the depths is the burning fire of desire, and the envy and jealousy are so extreme that they almost erupt of magma. It's just... Thinking of the flickering cold light of the scimitar, the blood flowing all over the ground, and the corpses that had fallen to the ground, the impulse that originally wanted to explode was restrained again.
Two people and three people, those are two completely different concepts.
If it's just some friendly exchange between two people, even if the other half is often replaced, it can also be described as open-minded. Although women are always on the side of moral condemnation and constraint, as long as they are good-looking enough, they can still be called 'goddess'.
But if the three people are different, it's like breaking through some kind of lower limit.
Next, the image of this woman in people's hearts will always plummet, and she will really be linked to women in some special industries, and even be beaten into the ranks equivalent to female slaves. It is invisibly mixed with endless insults and lowly tastes.
The hostess was beautiful.
Even from Feng Linwan's point of view, this is true.
A real veteran of the flower bush will understand that a woman's appearance is like a beautiful dress for her. Anyone can wear beautiful clothes, especially for 'modern people' who can adjust their genes and choose the best during the embryonic period. But a woman's temperament, self-confidence, and the peerless style that exudes in her words and deeds are the poison that attracts men to follow her and fascinate her.
That is the real key to distinguishing them from ordinary vulgar fans and dividing the gap.
So... It is impossible for Feng Linwan not to be tempted by the proprietress of the proprietress .
In fact, he thought it was all true.
It's a pity... Not really.
The proprietress is just an illusion.
There was poison in her wine.
That's why she never drinks with anyone who enters her room.
The poison is called 'a dream of yellow sorghum', and it will make those who drink it have a very pleasant dream.
All the people who walked out of her room would think that last night, they had a hearty battle with the beauty of their dreams. And in this battle, they are like warriors who will never get tired and can always charge, conquering one position after another, and putting on a variety of offensive formations.
For the rest of my life, it may be difficult to have this game again.
Most of them only think that it is the red lips of beauties that stimulate their hidden potential. The gentleness of the interpretation flower allowed them to release their endless madness and publicity.
The proprietress did this just to make her bright and far-reaching.
She wants to make a person jealous, angry.
She wanted to find someone who wouldn't say goodbye and never came back.
It is rumored that the man is dead.
But she still wouldn't believe it.
She would rather find his whereabouts in her own way and spur him back.
The three of them turned into the back hall and walked into the proprietress room.
The furnishings in the room were simple.
It's not like a woman's room.
And on the wall of the room, not only a sword, but also a shabby black cloak hanging, and a purple orchid was embroidered on the corner of the cloak.
The food on the table was already prepared, but it was a little cold.
But the wine is lukewarm!
Because of the medicinal properties of Huangliang in a dream, under a certain amount of warmth, it can play a better role.
The flask is hot in hot water and has a lovely aroma.
"The two sons, the slave family will go to change into clothes for fun first, and invite the two of them to have a full drink first. After that, the proprietress stretched out her hand, lifted the wine jug and poured a glass of wine in front of Feng Linwan and Bai Xiaosong.
Turning around, he picked up a piece of sheer tulle-like clothing.
Men who know a little bit about Fengyue know that sometimes it looks better than not wearing it, and half-covering is always more attractive than being clean and slippery.
This is like a thing like stockings, even after tens of thousands of years, it has not been eliminated by human civilization, and there is a reason for it.
This time, Feng Lin snatched the lines that should have belonged to Bai Xiaosong.
"This sister, we're just drinking, my sister's clothes are just right, I only think it looks good, and this one in your hand is a little thin, more exposed, and cold, sister should not change it." "Feng Linwan used the appearance of 'noble' at this moment to give him the talent, and looked at the proprietress with simple big eyes, there was no trace of variegation and evil intent in her eyes, just simple concern and the simplicity of a teenager.
Bai Xiaosong also nodded vigorously on the side, as the original creator of this sentence, he naturally had the same idea.
The difference is that Bai Xiaosong really doesn't understand, he really thinks so. And Feng Lin Wan... You know!
The proprietress was stunned, but she didn't expect to find two stunned young people today.
She originally chose Bai Xiaosong, but she just felt that if she found those high-rollers to do a show, she was afraid that it might not work.
If that man is still alive, with his cleverness, I am afraid that he will easily see through it.
There is only a simple young man like Bai Xiaosong who looks simple and ignorant, if it is rumored that he has an affair with him, that person knows, even if he knows that it is false in his heart, he will be a little more anxious.
Anyway, it's not a bother, it's just a spare time.
Even if something happened halfway and there was an extra teenager, the proprietress didn't take it too seriously.
It's just a reversal of one idea into another.
However, what this suddenly extra teenager said at this moment made the proprietress speechless.
Although she has always been bold and generous, she did not hesitate to provoke him to come out and find his whereabouts in this way of tarnishing her own name. But after all, she is a woman, and she is a somewhat graceful woman due to the influence of the ancient environment.
It was impossible for her to explain in person what sex was.
Seeing the change in the face of the proprietress, Feng Linwan muttered in his heart again: "What's the matter, do you want to discriminate against me so much?" It is recorded in the information that Bai Xiaosong said so at the time, and after the proprietress hesitated for a moment, she drank that dream Huang Liang with him. This so-called poison is actually the medicine of the proprietress of the doctor, and after a dream, the proprietress woke up and finally faced the reality and admitted the death of the person she loved. So he handed over the treasure that the man left in the depths of Yanshan to Bai Xiaosong. The next day he set fire to the inn, drank and sang in the midst of the flames, and rode away with tears, and finally did not know his whereabouts. ”
Feng Lin sorted out his thoughts, but the expression on his face did not change much.
He stood up, flipped over the third glass on the table, and poured a glass of wine for the proprietress .
"It doesn't seem to be the right person, it's useless to pretend to be stupid. To push the plot forward and let me get in seamlessly, I need to use some more means to stimulate her. Feng Lin thought about it for a while, and felt that even if he failed, the loss was within the range that he could bear, so he opened his mouth again.
picked up the wine glass, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, but he didn't drink it, but put it on the table again, and whispered to the proprietress: "A character like my sister, even if it is a place in the Central Plains, a place where things are rich and treasured, it is rare." But I don't want this Yanshan to be bitterly cold, the earth is in the north, far away in the border city, but I can see it. ”
"The younger brother is not talented, although he has no outstanding ability, fortunately with the master, he learned a little bit of divination and fortune telling. I saw that my sister was worried about her eyebrows, or she was worried. You might as well reveal one or two, let me count a hexagram, or you can solve your worries. ”