"Ge Laozidi, you can't finish talking! What do you ask to hurry up Tisa!" Seeing that Yang Bufan was deeply trapped and couldn't extricate himself, Yu Canghai on the side only thought that the two were flirting with each other, his eyes were hot, and he said angrily.

These words directly pulled Yang Bufan back to reality, and a cold sweat burst out of Yang Bufan's forehead in an instant.

Damn, I almost fell on the road!

"This Yingying girl is not simple, it is by no means as simple as Oiran, she almost fell into the way!"

When he woke up, his heart was cold, if someone wanted to do it to himself just now, he was afraid that even if he could travel through the world, it would definitely be too late, it seemed that he would have to be careful when walking the rivers and lakes in the future.

Seeing that Yang Bufan's expression had come to her senses, Miss Yingying knew that she had fallen short, but she was a delicate person who had seen countless scenes, so she pretended to bow her head shyly and said: "Childe, what are you doing staring at people like this, people will be shy!"

Shy? I'll be shy? I almost killed you, and I'm still pretending in front of Lao Tzu!

At this time, he eats a trench and grows wise, so that he will not believe the nonsense of the Yingying girl in front of him, he originally just planned to let the Yingying girl beat his legs, rub his shoulders or something, it seems that you are sorry for yourself if you don't have a good time now!

"Brother Yang, although Miss Yingying looks like a city, you can't look at it like this!"

Seeing Linghu Chong helping her speak, Miss Yingying hurriedly saluted, "I don't know who the son is?"

"In Xiahua Mountain, the big disciple Ling Hu Chong!"

I'll go, is this Ling Hu Chong really stupid?

Sure enough, Ying Ying looked at Yang Bufan thoughtfully when she heard this.

Seeing this, Yang Bufan's heart was furious, he hadn't thought about how to play with you, you were thinking about me! Then a sneer appeared on his face: "Miss Yingying, since you are convinced, then I will also mention my conditions." ”

Yang Bufan glanced at Miss Yingying, and said with a weird smile on his face: "I... Want.. You.."

Miss Yingying looked pitiful, straightened up, looked at Yang Bufan charmingly, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she stretched out her bright little tongue and licked it lightly on her seductive red lips, and said softly: "Childe, you have to pity me." ”

As she spoke, no one noticed that Miss Yingying's fists were clenched, and the green tendons on the back of her hands burst out, obviously burning with anger in her heart!

This chick really has capital, Yang Bufan has an evil fire in his heart, and there is a faint heat in his nose. He looked at Yingying girl, and his eyes shot a wild light like a wolf!

Clang, the sound of countless teacups shattering on the ground.

"Ge Laozidi, this kid really dares to say it!"

"Brother Yang directly, I make Hu Chong admire!"

Even Lin Pingzhi's eyes revealed a look of envy.

"It's also a ghost under the peony flower, this kid probably won't survive tonight!" Qu Yang said quietly.

"Grandpa, this person said he wanted a holy aunt?

Qu Yang looked at his granddaughter, "...."

Yang Bufan looked at everything around him, and then continued with a smile: "I want you to sing songs to all of you, don't you know that Miss Yingying appreciates her face?"

Miss Yingying glanced at him with a charming look, and said with a sweet smile on her face: "What the son wants, Yingying should do." But I don't know what song Childe wants to hear?"

Ying Ying thought that Yang Bufan was going to make some non-trivial request, but after hearing that the request was just to sing, she felt a lot more relieved, she was already proficient in music, and singing music was not a matter for her to grasp?

After Yang Bufan saw this, he smiled secretly in his heart: I hope that after I finish ordering the song, you can still treat me like this! Then he laughed and said: "If I really want any tune, what tune can I hear?"

Miss Yingying had full confidence in her skills, nodded and said proudly: "That's natural, as long as the son can name it, Yingying will not let you down." ”

Yang Bufan smiled, pretending to be contemplative, and said after a while: "I'm a martial artist, I told everyone before, if you want to say that this is a gunless stick, I'm still quite good, but this song... By the way, Sister Dongxiang, what kind of tune were you humming in my ear just now?"

Miss Yingying looked at the sly smile on his face, and for some reason she was a little apprehensive in her heart, although it was the first time she came to this place, but she had seen a lot of intrigue after walking the rivers and lakes for many years, but she had never met a character like Yang Bufan.

But I don't know what kind of track it is, Yingying must satisfy Childe. The smile on Miss Yingying's face was charming, which made Yang Bufan's heart hot, damn, and seduced Lao Tzu, it will make you unable to laugh!

Dongxiang has been soft since he entered his arms, and he has no strength at all, and his movements at this time are like silk, and he is already at the critical point of confusion, hearing Yang Bufan ask, he said subconsciously

"Little sister, what I sang to you just now is the signature song of this Qinglou, eighteen touches!"

After hearing this, Yang Bufan nodded and said, "Miss Yingying, can you sing the eighteen touches in Sister Dongxiang's mouth?" Yang Bufan said with a smile, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Quiet!

Absolute silence!

The men in the hall opened their mouths wide, and the women covered their small mouths, all looking at Yang Bufan with disbelief.

"Ge Lao Tzudi, such a beautiful person sings eighteen touches, it's really exciting!" Yu Canghai has now forgotten how his apprentice Jia Renda died!

"Brother Yang, high, really high!"

"Brother Tai, Ping Zhi admires!"

Eighteen touches are the places of wind and snow, good dishes for wine, sing and touch, touch with hands, and drink in a drink!

Therefore, if the woman in the Qinglou can't say that she can't talk about love, she can understand it, if the interesting things in the boudoir are not very exciting, she can understand, if she can't sing these eighteen touches, it is really a smashing signboard!

This world is not the era of Wen Zou Zou, but the era of martial arts, everyone knows what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but the martial artist wants to know more than the pity and cherishing the jade, what kind of ecstasy taste is this Oiran singing eighteen touches!

The men in the courtyard suddenly had a strong feeling, according to the role of Miss Yingying, singing eighteen touches!

Remembering that coquettish look....

All of a sudden, the entire Yihong Courtyard was full of people!

Even though Miss Yingying has seen thousands of characters and encountered thousands of scenes, at this time, she was touched by Yang Bufan's first eighteen, and her face turned pale for a while, she looked at Yang Bufan fiercely, and the divine light in her eyes was enough to kill her ten thousand times.

"Hehe, grandpa is really interesting, I don't listen to so many famous tunes, I have to listen to Eighteen Touches? By the way, Grandpa, can you sing Eighteen Touches? Yan'er hasn't heard it yet!" the little girl asked with a smile as she tilted her head to look at her grandfather.

Quyang "....."

"Don't you dare to sing, do you?" Yang Bufan looked at Miss Yingying, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, what kind of bullshit Oiran, this son hates you pretending to be * the most.

Listening to Yang Bufan's agitated words, Ying Ying gritted her teeth hatefully, but it was not good to attack in front of so many people, she held back her anger, and deliberately shot a little shyness in her eyes and said: "Childe, can you change the tune?

"Can't sing?" Yang Bufan stood up when he heard this, grabbed Dongxiang's hand and said: