Shen Ning shrank from the coldness in his eyes and took a step back involuntarily.
Huh? He seemed angry again.
He was really moody, and she didn't say anything she shouldn't have said. Did he need to glare at her so fiercely
"Uh, well, if you don't want to go to a brothel, we can drink somewhere else."
She rolled her eyes and said with a smile, pointing to the tavern in front of her, "If you like to drink there, let's drink there."
"Do you like to listen to ditties while drinking?" He suddenly said, his voice low but without anger.
"Yes." She nodded subconsciously.
"Okay, then I will take you to a place where there will be wine and music!" After he finished speaking, he held her waist, started Qinggong, and ran straight in one direction.
She couldn't help but rise up after him.
"Ah? Are you really going to take me to visit the brothel?" She was surprised and strange, with a hint of bitterness in her heart.
I thought he was so innocent, but I didn’t expect him to be a veteran of brothels!
She bit her lip, suddenly wanting to bite his ear hard.
Visit the brothel!
Where did this girl hear all these terms
The corner of Mo Chuan's mouth twitched hard, and the arm holding her waist used force unconsciously, strangling her until she could no longer scream.
This time he stopped by a river, hugged her, jumped directly onto a awning boat, and then kicked the boatman ashore with a flying kick.
The boatman was about to yell, when suddenly something white and colorful flew over and landed in his arms. He lowered his head and saw that it was a fifty-two-weight gold ingot, and he immediately beamed with joy.
"Wait for me here, I'll get the wine." Mo Chuan placed her in the cabin, then flew out. When he came back, he was carrying a wine jar in each hand. Each jar of wine probably weighed no more than ten kilograms. .
He dragged out a wooden table and placed it on the bow of the boat, then poured two bowls of wine and pulled her to sit side by side on the bow of the awning without rowing, letting the boat rock gently on the water.
There are exquisite paintings swaying on the river, and the boats are covered with red lanterns. The shadows of the lights are dim, reflected in the water, and the water ripples. The whole river is filled with a charming and hazy smell, which makes you feel intoxicated.
Shen Ning was stunned unconsciously.
"Drink." He handed her a bowl of wine. The wine was as red as rouge, beautiful in color and mellow in taste. It was the unknown wine they had drank in that tavern before.
She took the wine bowl with a smile, but did not drink. She said deliberately: "You said you wanted to bring me to listen to music and drink. It's just wine without music. I won't drink unless you sing a little song for me!"
Mo Chuan couldn't help but glare at her, knowing that she was going to play a trick on him. Fortunately, he had already prepared.
He struck with both palms, and a painted boat stopped next to the awning boat. Two young singers walked out of the boat, holding pipa in their arms, and saluted the two of them.
"Excuse me, my two guests, what music do you want to listen to?" a singer asked with a smile.
Mo Chuan didn't answer, just looked at Shen Ning.
"I..." She was stunned. She had never heard a ditty before. How could she name it? Then she said, "You can sing it as you please. As long as you sing it well, this young master will give you a big reward."
After saying that, he glanced at Mo Chuan with a smile.
Under the swaying red shadow, Mo Chuan's delicate facial features are even more like those depicted in fine ink paintings, bright and clear, rippling in the water waves.
After just one glance, she felt her heartbeat speed up and lowered her head.