Most men are lustful, beautiful in person, and many people can even leave their biological parents behind, not to mention the team leader's brother.

Tianjiao is just a young man with outstanding talent in martial arts, maybe they are decisive in the face of the enemy, but in the plump chest of the beauty, it is just a few young men

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Oiran may not be the most beautiful in a brothel, but she must be the most capable of business, and the prostitute's business ability is not how to please men.

Although the old driver Cui Haoran hugged left and right, he was still a little clear in his eyes, but the others had already been provoked to give him a soul, and he was so angry that he couldn't wait to do that thing on the spot.

If it weren't for Tang Luo, who was leaning against the window and drinking, several young people would have already carried the girls back to the house, and just going up and down their hands couldn't satisfy their desires at the moment.

"Ahem. Li Xuanba coughed lightly and stood up, and said to the yellow skirt Oiran: "I didn't expect the girl's life experience to be so miserable, a certain teenager wrote down the topography of the cities and counties in Longzhou, let's find a quiet place to talk about it, maybe we can help the girl find her hometown." ”

"Really?" said the big-breasted Oiran with a happy face, "So please leave it to the child." ”

"Where are the words!" Li Xuanba, who was upright, waved his hand and said: "When the road is uneven, draw a sword to help, how can a martial artist of my generation sit back and watch a lonely person who has a home and cannot return, it is incumbent!"

Li Xuanba, who was righteous and cloudy, said to everyone in the hall: "Captain, this place is too noisy, I want to take Miss Rong to find a room with a map to help her remember her hometown." ”

As soon as the words fell, the maid waiting in the wing room couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, and several other team members were even more dumbfounded, they couldn't imagine that Li Xuanba, who has always been honest and upright, could find such an excuse, it was really... You can’t judge a book by its cover.

But a considerate captain must at least see through it and not say it, so Tang Luo waved his hand at him and said: "It is indeed incumbent, you will take Yourong girl to find a secluded place to remember carefully, we are not in a hurry." ”

Li Xuanba was overjoyed, he didn't expect the excuse he made up casually to be so effective, he couldn't bear the joy, and said to another purple skirt Oiran Zhengse: "Ziwei, you also come together to study ink for a certain one." ”

Looking at the appearance of a warrior as strong as a black tower, several teammates were galloping in their hearts, and there was only one thought left: This is okay?

Li Xuanba, who is righteous and cloudy, walked left and right, but also pointed out a clear path for several teammates.

"Oh, I can't imagine that Miss Red Makeup also loves calligraphy and painting?" Xiao Ziyu said with a bit of smugness: "My son has studied calligraphy under Huang Ting for more than ten years, and maybe I can discuss it with Miss." ”

"Childe is great. The red-clothed Oiran was full of admiration, and begged Xiao Ziyu: "Although the slave family is very yearning for calligraphy and painting, but the foundation is shallow, the qualifications are reckless, and the handwritten books collected over the years do not know whether they are true or false, can the son help the slave family distinguish one from the other?"

"What's so difficult about this, my son has dabbled in all schools of calligraphy and painting in the world, and the authentic imitations are known at a glance. Xiao Ziyu stood up and said loudly: "Please lead the way, my son can't wait to see Miss's collection." ”

Looking at Xiao Ziyu's anxious appearance, the graceful red-clothed Oiran stood up, her slender fingers swept across the other party's chest, and she said coquettishly: "Childe, please come here." ”

Halfway through the four teammates, Cui Haoran laughed and stood up and said to the two women in his arms: "I didn't expect the two young ladies to have such an interest, and they actually raised a spit thrush, this kind of fetish has never been seen before."

The three teammates found an excuse to leave one after another, leaving only Xiao Zhengtai in the wing, and he was about to cry when he saw the little appearance.

It's just that the presence of his brother is too much of a deterrent to him, and the young Tianjiao doesn't have such a thick skin as the other three, so he can only drink and eat food one by one.

But how can the anxiety in the little guest's heart be hidden from the empathetic big sister.

As the former pillar of Chunxianglou, Feng Niang was able to rank among the Oiran at the age of twenty-seven or eight, relying on her ability to figure out people's hearts.

As soon as she entered the room, she had already noticed that although the boy by the window had not glanced at him from beginning to end, the group of sons in the wing room was faintly led by him, and although he was not very old, he seemed to be the leader of this group.

And this little boy who pointed out himself and that one Meiyu has five or six points of imagination, so it can be seen that the two must be brothers or close relatives.

Maybe other sons can find an inexplicable excuse to evacuate, but his cute little son can't draw a scoop like this, just look at him several times and want to speak, but when he glimpses the appearance of the son and shrinks back, Feng Niang is very distressed.

Pouring the wine for him again, the plump Feng Niang hugged Tang Xing's left arm, leaned lightly on his ear, and said softly: "There is a strange class master in the West Building, and the performances are all tricks of cutting off hands and heads. The concubine wants to see it but is a little scared, can the son accompany the concubine?"

The royal sister's age is so delicate, this please aroused great courage in the young man's heart, Tang Xing finally raised his head and said to his brother: "Brother, I'll take Feng Niang to see the alien performance in the West Building, and I'll be back in a while!"

Tang Luo, who was standing by the window, turned his head with a smile, looked at Oiran Feng Niang, and then looked at his stupid brother, and waved his hand to get out of here.

In the luxurious box, only the servant girl was left, and Tang Luo, who had watched the singing and dancing by the window for a while, sat back at the table tastelessly.

It's not that Chunxianglou's singing and dancing are not good, but the dance with graceful and flirtatious beauty always carries a hazy subtlety, and in the previous life, he was poisoned by the unrestrained dance of the Korean girl group, and there is no way to appreciate this kind of graceful dance.

What's more, he has been running the secret technique of holding this Qingming Secret Technique, he is calm like a monk at the moment, and the dance of the brothel in the Qinglou is mainly to show the charm of his figure, which is even more intriguing to him.

Fortunately, the wine and food in Chunxianglou are very good, and the table in front of me is full of exquisite spiritual food, and the aging of twenty or thirty years is even more long, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Let's just come out for a meal, at least the music of this Qinglou is still good, Tang Luo comforted himself while feasting.

Tang Luo, who had entered a state of concentration, suppressed his six senses, and after breaking through the fierce realm, the effect of the flesh strengthened by the immortal battle body was even better.

It also brought a lot of inconvenience to his life, after all, the six senses are too strong and sensitive, it is simply a torment, which is equivalent to countless information impacting your brain every moment, even if you have a divine soul, your brain power is greatly enhanced, and there will still be a feeling of being at a loss.

Therefore, Tang Luo created a set of secret techniques that can suppress the six senses, in order to be able to get rid of external interference and concentrate on thinking.

With this set of secret techniques, Tang Luo suppressed his six senses to a higher level than ordinary martial artists most of the time, which could minimize the load on his brain.

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