One hundred and eleven

This guy didn't send a letter to Songtao Peak, anyway, he already thought he had died many times, so why die again?

If you don't have fun this time, if you don't drink happily, how can you be worthy of yourself, worthy of the whip that Xiao Tian on Songtao Peak has already held in his hand and is ready to swing at any time.

Lao Liu was full of wine and food, and took advantage of the night to quietly touch and walk to the most luxurious and magnificent Qinglou in the city.

Many trips to the Qinglou have made this guy familiar with it, at first it was led by Su Chen, and now, he can go alone! This is a qualitative leap, this is another huge breakthrough.

The flickering candle flame swayed out the most ambiguous light, Lao Liu looked at the kiln sister in the green building, listened to the warbler and swallow language inside, and his heart was hot.

He struggled and struggled in his heart.

This time, do you want to come back with real guns? This time, it's time to come again!

You can only see it, you can't eat it, it's not good, it hurts your body. He comforted himself with this.

In the building, it is a good time to be lively, the lights are bright, the voices are boiling, the ears and temples are grinding, and the pig's hands are touching.

The sister's obscene voice, the laughter of the guests, and the joy and joy of life.

Lao Liu entered the door, his face was quiet and melancholy, like a strong aroma of wine that could not be dissolved, the difference was that the former was heartbreaking, and the latter was intoxicating.

He lowered his head and groaned slowly, his voice lonely and gloomy, as if there were endless vicissitudes of the past stirring and wandering in his heart.

Mo Dao spring flowers are good, the ancient road in the forest, the banana in the wall, and the difficult Yue'er Bridge.

Who knows the grass on the wall, thousands of flowers are like delicate, the wind blows through the willows, and the beautiful dream of the green building is floating.

The deep and timeless artistic conception, the desolate and lonely charm, with his small words, slowly floated in the air, this word, added to the silence and loneliness in his eyes, and added to the taste of depression on his body.

The sister beside him heard the words, raised her head and glanced at him faintly.

The guests who were not far away stopped their movements when they heard his words and looked at him deeply.

The effect has been achieved!! there will be thousands of sisters in the future, and 10,000 pairs of fan arms will take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms and take the initiative to hug them!

The sister beside her looked at him faintly, as if looking at the most magnificent thing in the world, and she slowly spit out two words in her mouth: Fool?

The guests looked at him deeply, as if they were looking at the most exquisite and bizarre magic in the world, and they slowly spit out two words from their mouths: idiot?

Lao Liu's heart was full of holes in an instant, like being pierced into a hedgehog by 100,000 arrows in an instant, he was in pain, and he was sad to death.

The old bustard walked extremely quickly in front of Liu Yun, and she had a gentle smile like a spring breeze on her face.

Lao Liu saw this smile, and felt that the old bustard, who had been, instantly transformed into the most gentle and moving beauty in the world, he threw a grateful look at the bustard, and tears welled up in his eyes!!

The old bustard smiled gently, charming and moving, she said: Childe, you don't have enough money?

The gratitude on Liu Yun's face suddenly froze, and he shook his head slowly but heavily.

The old bustard's smile was still sweet, and she said: Childe, you forgot to take your medicine when you went out?

Liu Yun heard some kind of sound like glass shattering, it was his heart! He shook his head slowly again.

The old bustard's face changed suddenly, and he said fiercely: Then why are you standing at my door at night and chanting some sour tones to sweep people's interest?

She waved her hand domineeringly and shouted: Come on, throw this stupid Laba's shortage to the old lady!

Four or five tall tower-like men rushed out of the corner, and five pairs of big hands were pinched into claws and slammed towards Liu Yun!

Lao Liu couldn't help dripping cold sweat on his forehead, he quickly reached into his arms, and shouted in his mouth: Mom, !! slowly, and a large stack of silver tickets in his hand has been handed to the old bustard.

The old bustard unceremoniously took the silver ticket and waved his hand at the five big men, signaling that they could go down.

Liu Yun looked at the bustard with a smile and said, "Mom, is it okay?"

The old bustard nodded with satisfaction at the silver ticket, and said, "Okay! What type of sister does the son like?

Her face changed quickly, three points faster than Liu Yun took out the silver ticket. By this time, she had regained her smile like a spring breeze.

Lao Liu straightened his stomach, showed his God's demeanor as a guest, and said: Take me to the private room first, send ten jars of wine, and then call the two sisters to stroke the qin.

In the private room, Lao Liu began to struggle again, and the two people who stroked the qin were Qing officials, who were bright and moving, and under the flickering candle flame, they looked even more coquettish.

Lao Liu stared at the two girls and looked at them fiercely, should he make a move, should he come vigorously once?

Just when he made up his mind to come after drinking, downstairs, there was a commotion!

The message from the faint chatter is that the Oiran of this green building has appeared!

Lao Liu's heart was hot, and he couldn't care about drinking anymore, so he got up and walked outside.

The lobby on the first floor was crowded with people, and they kept crowding to the front, hoping to get a little closer to the woman!

Oiran stood on the top floor, where there was only one room, one person.

Lao Liu is on the second floor, unlike the crowded hall, he can leisurely drink wine and watch the people upstairs.

It was a woman with a white veil, and the only bare part of her cheeks almost suffocated everyone!

This is a stunningly beautiful woman!

The moment Lao Liu saw the woman, his body shook fiercely!

The woman followed his gaze and looked at him.

Liu Yun hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding the gaze that almost pierced his heart, and he lowered his head and drank wine.

After a glass of wine, he turned around and hurriedly walked out, this woman turned out to be Fairy Qiong Xuan! How could she appear here? and become the Oiran here?

I couldn't recognize her before, because they only had one side after all at that time, and now, after being together for so long, even if she still wears a veil, how can he still not recognize her.

He shuttled through the crowd like a swimming fish, and the crowd in front of him did not affect him in the slightest.

The woman is throwing hydrangeas, and whoever can catch them will be the guest of honor tonight.

The crowd below looked at the woman with longing eyes, looking at the hydrangea in the woman's hand.

That hydrangea is destined to touch everyone's eyes and hearts.

Gently, the woman raised her hand, and the hydrangea flew out, drawing a beautiful arc.

The crowd below was boiling! They squeezed forward desperately, towards the direction where the hydrangea fell!

Their eyes were fixed on the hydrangea for a moment, and this hydrangea condensed all their desires and *!

With the throwing of this hydrangea, their craving is steaming, and their * is burning!

In the lobby, the violent commotion spread far away, and only the quiet candle flame was still silently swaying out of the faint and yellow serenity.

Liu Yun frowned, he could sense that the hydrangea was falling towards him!

He quickly changed his body and changed directions, trying to avoid the hydrangea far away.

But the hydrangea swayed and moved with his movements, and changed with his transformation, and the hydrangea always firmly covered the top of his head!

What's more, the surging crowd was getting denser and denser in front of him, which caused a great obstacle to his dodge.

The hydrangea inevitably fell on his head, and after the hydrangea fell on his head, he stood there motionless.

The strange thing is that as if it was tightly glued, the hydrangea stayed firmly on his head, not moving at all, and even someone next to him reached out to get the hydrangea could not shake the slight hydrangea in the slightest!

The night was quiet and peaceful, and ordinary people had already fallen asleep peacefully, and it was still in full swing here. They can't sleep.

The little maid walked downstairs quickly, the crowd was unwilling, but after all, a path was divided, the little maid walked in front of him, and gently gave a blessing: Childe, my young lady please go upstairs to talk, Childe, please come with me.

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