Little Xianggong
Vegetarian
Ji Yunshu was sure that he heard it right, he tightened his body, glanced at him, turned his head, and freed his lower jaw from his fingertips.
But Jing Rong's hand on her shoulder tightened, and the smile on her face became more and more evil.
Gazing into her eyes, she asked, "What's the matter, Xiao Xianggong, could it be that I said something wrong?"
"..." speechless.
"Honey, you can't get dirty."
"… "
Her mouth twitched.
The girls were surprised to see the two of them hug each other intimately, and after listening to those words, they all gently pressed the handkerchief to the tip of their nose, revealing a pair of disgusting eyebrows.
It turns out that these two are broken sleeves!
"It's disgusting. Since you're not here for fun, what are you doing here with us?"
"It's a pity to see that these two young masters are quite handsome."
"That's right, if it wasn't for something wrong in my heart, it would be a treasure."
"How come all the beautiful men in this world suffer from this disease."
…
Several girls regretted one sentence from left to right, and on the other hand, they scorned strangely.
After the chatter was over, it was boring.
Jing Rong didn't care at all, instead he was happy.
Ji Yunshu hurriedly bent his elbow, stabbed him in the abdomen fiercely, leaned to the side, and took two steps.
stay away from him.
"Are you talking nonsense like that?"
"Isn't the truth?"
"You and I are men now."
"so what?"
"… "
Well, speechless.
A moment later, he dragged her to him again, pinned his big hands on her slender waist, looked down at her almond-like eyes, and said, "You belong to this king, even if you want to open meat, you can only do it. Eat this dish of this king."
"You release first."
"If you want to investigate the matter of that Young Master Qiao peacefully, you'd better be more obedient."
"But your excuse is too weird."
"Wonderful?" Jing Rong frowned, "The words you said are fresh enough that this king doesn't understand. Anyway, you and I are a couple now, just cooperate well, so as not to provoke a powdery smell."
Indeed, because after he said those words, the girls just now spread the word, and there were two people with broken sleeves in the capital building.
Naturally, there was no more rouge gouache leaning towards the two, but they were clean.
Afterwards, the turtle slave in the brothel greeted him and asked, "What would you two young masters drink?"
"Good tea."
"Okay, two masters, please, I'll serve you tea right away."
The two went up and sat down in an empty seat.
Compared with the first floor, the second floor is more spacious. It is dedicated to drinking and drinking tea. Dozens of tables are arranged one by one, and they are all blocked by elegant screens, which do not affect each other.
And those Yingyingyanyans were mostly on the second floor, either pulling men up to the third floor for exercise, or sitting on men's laps and flirting with them.
The eldest son of the Qiao family, who just came in, was being coaxed by two girls to drink cup by cup.
His face was flushed, and he was already a little excited.
Ji Yunshu noticed him when he came up.
"It's really a wine jar." Broken recited.
Jing Rong also glanced over there, Young Master Qiao really wanted to say, "How is it? What did you see?"
She shook her head.
Continue to observe.
At this time, Young Master Qiao was dragged by two girls to go to the third floor, and happened to pass by the two of them.
Who knows, Jing Rong suddenly poured the cup of tea in his hand towards him.
what!
Instead, the two girls screamed, as if they were poisoned, and the blue silk handkerchief in their hands was pinched on the tips of their fingers and swung wildly.
Qiao Zihua was stunned for a moment, looking at the place where the tea splashed on his chest, a large piece of wetness.
His drinking seemed to wake up immediately.
He is a person who loves cleanliness very much. Looking at his clothes stained with tea, his eyebrows and eyes instantly wrinkled together.
Ji Yunshu was also puzzled.
What the hell is wrong with this Buddha
Looking at Mr. Qiao's satin fabric, it must be expensive. This time, he will lose a lot.
Qiao Zihua glared at him, with the same tone, "What are you doing?"
Jing Rong smiled, looked at him up and down with contempt, and then spit out three words.
"The hand slipped."
"Slippery? I think you did it on purpose."
Even if there is anger in his heart, Qiao Zihua is not as angry as others, and there is even a sense of emptiness in his tone.
Jing Rong was calm, poured another cup of tea, and served it up.
Then-
Once again, he splashed Qiao Zihua's robe on his body.
Who would be angry if they were poured two cups of tea in succession by a stranger
But it seems that Young Master Qiao has not reached the state of madness.
Instead, he hesitantly pointed at him, "You..."
Jing Rong turned the empty white wine glass in her hand, her eagle eyes widened, "Your eldest son of the Qiao family?"
"Yes, I'm the eldest son of the Qiao family. It's good if you know it. Do you know how much my clothes are worth? Can you afford it?"
Jing Rong smiled!
His clothes are not cheap!
The next moment, he deliberately took out the dagger on his waist, played with it for a while, and then placed it directly on the table. A sharp light reflected from the eagle eyebrows, looking at Qiao Zihua.
Like a needle like a sword.
Seeing that look, Qiao Zihua was stunned, took two steps back involuntarily, swallowed his saliva, and showed a timid expression.
In terms of momentum, it was obviously weaker.
"It's said that Young Master Qiao is as timid as a mouse, and that's true."
"What nonsense are you talking about."
"Nonsense?" Jing Rong smiled, reached out and poured another cup of tea into his hand, "Come, pour this tea on me, and at that time, I apologize to you."
Uh!
That dagger is still there, how dare Qiao Zihua!
He shook the cup of tea in his hand, and looked at the dagger from time to time, daring not to splash it.
In addition, the man in front of him is indeed very imposing. He must be a trainer, but he dare not do it. What if he is beaten and disabled
But the two girls beside him encouraged him, "Young Master Qiao, what are you afraid of? You are splashing."
"Yeah, you splash, look at this person, he clearly came to find you on purpose, you are the eldest son of the Qiao family, and the minister of officials is your uncle, what are you afraid of?"
"Splash!"
dawdling what
What a coward.
Jing Rong was standing right in front of him, waiting for him to pour over, but—
He put the teacup heavily on the table and said stiffly, "I don't care about you."
Do not care
A really useless species.
Although Jing Rong heard that Xiao Er said that he was timid, the level of timidity was a bit... too timid.
Qiao Zihua was shivering, his eyes were erratic, and he was obviously timid, but he pouted and put out a ruthless remark, "Wait, I will definitely let you go."
He left the second floor and ran away like a mouse seeing a cat.
Confused!
Shouldn't this child be going to the rescue
Call his uncle over