Xianyang City, known as the most expensive Qinglou Ming Kite Pavilion on the second floor of the private room. The drunken-stained Zongzheng adults and young sons are laughing and scolding with several well-known beautiful girls in Xianyang City.

The top brand in this building, Caiju, who has always been known to the outside world as a performer and not a person, is sitting in the arms of Ying Sansi, with four taels of meat on his chest, holding a jade pipa in his arms, between the dripping, the drizzle outside the window is more lingering, with the pipa whispering, there is a faint floral fragrance that cannot be named, and the nose of the person who smells it is a little itchy.

"Caiju, tell Master Zongzheng, how did this seductive fragrance come about?" This one who was dressed in luxurious clothes but was loose and drooping, holding a beauty holding a wine jug and shaking his head and teasing the beauty in Lord Zongzheng's arms was the cousin of Lord Zongzheng's little son, strictly speaking, it could also be regarded as the Great Qin Sect. Don't look at him, he has a clan identity that can be regarded as an eight-pole man, but he is a follower of the three or four standards on weekdays. Basically, wherever Ying Sansi goes, he follows him wherever he goes, just like this, he eats and drinks all day long by taking advantage of his cousin's name and the identity of Lord Taiwei's godson, but this guy has a very good appetite for Ying Sansi, and he takes it with him, so he treats it as a talking dog, and it doesn't cost a few silver anyway.

"Caiju's body smells good, and when I smell it, it's like smelling a kitten in spring, and the person who scratches it scratches in his heart. Master Zongzheng's favorite little boy Ying Sansi laughed, while getting up and pouring a glass of wine for this little brand, the bright red wine flowed into the white jade glass, as the wine glass was about to be full, Caiju's face became more and more red.

I only heard her complain with a grunting shyness and wheezing: "Who doesn't know, the third and fourth son's favorite is the cold and cold ice cube-like bamboo, where is my turn to wait for the posture of the willow." If the third or fourth son really likes to smell the smell of the slave family, why not redeem the slave family, and from then on the son can smell whatever he wants. ”

"You can smell it as much as you want, what if my third or fourth brother wants to smell it in bed?" Ma Thirteen, the son of Ma Zhushu, laughed.

"Ma Gongzi, you said that my cousin wants to smell it in bed, where do you want to smell it, Ma Gongzi?" At this moment, sitting in Ying Guoan's arms is this Mo Mei, one of the four top brands of Zining Xuan Mei Lan Bamboo Chrysanthemum, don't look at this name to get Lishuang Aoxue, full of fairy spirit, but it is the biggest goblin in the entire gold cave except Cai Ju, I don't know how many handsome boys who are young and young in love have completely fallen under Mo Mei's skirt after coming back.

Ma Gongzi said with a smile: "My third or fourth brother smells in bed, of course I can only smell under the bed." However, I like to smell it on the table the most, and your Aunt Hong knows it best. ”

Aunt Hong, the old bustard who was pushing the door in, broke a mouthful: "Aunt Hong, what do I know?" Could it be that Ma Gongzi is preparing a tender cow to taste the taste of Aunt Hong's old grass?" A rich woman dressed in red and half-exposed with two snow-white steamed buns, it is the old bustard of this Ming Kite Pavilion, although she is indeed over forty years old now, but she was also a well-known handsome beauty back then, if she hadn't met a negative man, she must have redeemed herself a long time ago, and became the master mother of a rich and noble family, even if she can't be a housewife, it must be a little problem to be a favored concubine, where will she have to laugh at a group of young men who can be their dolls all day long, as it is now.

Every time I hear my father talk about Aunt Hong, Ying Sansi is a sigh, such a good bridge, why is there no follow-up end of the eight-lift sedan chair to marry back to the door.

Ma Gongzi laughed three times: "If Aunt Hong appreciates her face, Ma will not be able to fulfill a wish for his father!"

Aunt Hong smiled and straightened her chest, then deliberately turned around and twisted her waist a few times. A bunch of guys that's a feast for the eyes.

"Aunt Hong, what's the matter with you coming here? Could it be that in this Xianyang City, besides my father, there are still people in Xianyang City who dare to rob me of a girl?"

He can make jokes about the Orthodox Lord, but others don't dare. For a while, everyone just lowered their heads and drank, all pretending not to hear the rebellious remarks of Ying Sansi just now.

"Hey, who in this Xianyang City doesn't know the name of the third or fourth son, even if they have a head in their trouser belt, they don't dare to rob the girl with the third or fourth son. As soon as this Ma Gongzi was excited, the old woman was also a little carried away. It was the second housekeeper in the Child's Mansion who was waiting downstairs with a small red box, let me come up and ask the little marquis, should the things in the box be brought up, or put them in the carriage downstairs?" Aunt Hong smiled and apologized while refilling the wine in the cup for Ying Sansi.

"Oh, what is this kid Song Zhong doing here?" Ying Sansi frowned, he shouldn't have done anything taboo recently. Ying Sansi danced with his eyebrows: "Let that kid come up," and pointed to the people in the room: "Come around, I'll let you see a baby!"

"Childe, but you want to take out that treasure and shine?" Cai Ju laughed, but he was the first to put down the pipa in his hand, leaned his head on Ying Sansi's shoulder, and rubbed the back of his hand with his soft chest from time to time.

Ying Sansi pinched Caiju's nose: "I want to see that treasure, when Aunt Hong says that the four of you can break the melon one day, I will have a dragon and four beautiful girls." ”

"Dead Like~"

Just as Ying Sansi and Caiju were laughing, Steward Song had already gone upstairs with a box.

Aunt Hong pushed open the door and let Steward Song in, so she hurriedly closed it, and ordered a few turtle slaves to guard at the door, and no one should disturb the Yaxing of Master Zongzheng's little son.

"Three or four sons, what you ordered is done, the fairy just took off this thing, the dead man stole his hand, and then ordered a thousand miles to be sent over, half an hour ago just sent to the house, the little one hurriedly looked for you, I heard that your carriage was in the courtyard, so I rushed over non-stop, you see, is this treasure what you want?" Song Zhong was still looking around for a place to put the box, and the three or four sons here had already ripped off the table full of wine and food.

Steward Song hurriedly put the box in his hand on the table and retreated to the side to wait.

Ying Sansi patted the heavy red sandalwood box: "Song Zhong, you will be credited with this matter, go back and find my father to receive the reward." ”

Steward Song hurriedly thanked him, and said in his mouth: "How dare you ask for merit for three or four." ”

Ying Sansi smiled: "Do you want to see my baby?"