Although Cheng Ruinian and Luo Yuan were enemies, they were still startled when they saw the big smile on Lin Wanrong's face. This servant doesn't really have the guts to make such unreasonable demands, does he
Of course, the minds of the two are a little different. Cheng Ruinian is worried that this servant will take the top spot, while Luo Yuan has an attitude of admiration, appreciation and fun.
"Miss, what kind of request do you think he will make?" Xiuhe asked softly.
Seeing Lin Wanrong staring at Qin Xian'er closely, Mr. Jue Sei was annoyed for a while, and said angrily: "He is a weird person, who knows what kind of idea he has. Hmph, seeing how mean he is smiling, there must be nothing wrong with him." In my heart, I must be trying to take advantage of something. Xiuhe, it will be a while, you take my sword and kill this disciple, once and for all, so as not to stain my eyes again."
"Ah? Still killing?" Xiuhe was really dumbfounded.
Seeing the faint fear in Qin Xian'er's eyes, Lin Wanrong didn't care whether she was true or not, and felt very happy, and slowly stomped a few steps in front of her, looked at her with a half-smile, but didn't say a word.
The two were far away, and the fragrance from Qin Xian'er's body spread into Lin Wanrong's nose again, like orchids and musk deer, making people intoxicated.
Qin Xian'er's body was wrapped in a piece of soft gauze, which was wrapped horizontally in front of her crisp chest. As she breathed, her plump breasts undulated, and her small waist, which was too full to hold, twisted slightly. , the charming buttocks appear and disappear in front of Lin Wanrong's eyes, with an indescribable temptation.
Qin Xian'er looked pitiful, straightened her breasts, looked at Lin Wanrong charmingly, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she stretched out her bright tongue to gently lick the attractive red lips, tenderly Said: "Mr. Lin, you have to take pity on me."
This chick really has capital, Lin Wanrong felt an evil fire in her heart, and a faint steam rose from her nose. He looked at Qin Xian'er, with a wolf-like savage gleam in his eyes, and said word by word: "I—want—you—"
Bang Dang, the sound of countless teacups smashing to the ground, not only Cheng Ruinian, Luo Yuan, and Guo Wuchang were dumbfounded, but even Qin Xian'er's heart jumped a few times. Damn, this kid is really kind, countless men thought enviously.
Young Master Jue Se threw the long sword in his hand to Xiu He, and said through gritted teeth: "Quick, you go and kill this apprentice."
Seeing everyone's eyes on him, as if they were about to chop him into pieces, Lin Wanrong continued with a smile: "—Sing—a little song—"
Huh—everyone in the hall let out a long breath. This servant is quite sensible, and he didn't dare to make any excessive demands, and listening to Qin Xian'er's songs is everyone's wish, so everyone turned their murderous eyes away from him, and even felt a little grateful to him, because of him With the proposal, everyone has another chance to listen to the sounds of nature.
Hearing Lin Wanrong's words, the stunning young master was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing. This apprentice likes to put on a show to whet people's appetites.
"Miss, what should I do? Do you still want to kill?" Xiuhe asked with a sword in her hand.
The young master shook his head lightly and said, "We'll talk later."
When Qin Xian'er heard Lin Wanrong's first sentence, her face turned red, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent. When she heard the last sentence, her expression froze. Only then did she realize that she had followed the servant's way and was being teased by him. one time.
Qin Xian'er glanced at him with all kinds of flair, and said with a sweet smile on her face: "Young Master, Xian'er will do what you want. But I don't know what song you want to hear?"
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Can Miss Qin do what I want to listen to?"
Qin Xian'er had sufficient confidence in her skills, nodded her head and said proudly: "That's natural, as long as you can name the young master, Xian'er will definitely not let you down."
Lin Wanrong smiled secretly, pretending to be contemplative, and said after a while: "I'm just a little servant, I don't know much, and I haven't heard any good songs, but when I entered this yard just now, I heard a sister singing This little song really suits my taste, so I would like to ask Miss Qin to sing a song."
Qin Xian'er saw the sly smile on his face, which was exactly the same as the weird expression just now, and she had some bad premonitions in her heart, but singing a little song was easy for her, and she didn't believe that this servant could What kind of tricks are you playing
"But I don't know what song it is, Xian'er will definitely satisfy the young master." Qin Xian'er had a charming smile on her face, which made the men in the hall feel thirsty.
"Miss Xian'er, can you sing Shibamo?" Lin Wanrong said with a smile. Although the voice was small, everyone could hear it clearly.
quiet!
Absolutely quiet!
The men in the hall opened their mouths wide while the women covered their mouths. They all looked at Lin Wanrong with expressions of disbelief.
The previously arrogant Mr. Cheng Ruinian stretched his neck and stared blankly at Lin Wanrong, obviously stunned by the servant's astonishing words.
Luo Yuan, the son of the governor's mansion, tightly covered his mouth, desperately suppressing his smile, his face full of playful admiration. This servant is so fucking interesting.
The young masters in this hall are all frequent visitors to the casino, so naturally everyone knows what eighteen touches is. If you drink some flower wine and sing eighteen touches, that's called atmosphere, but let this stunning oiran, who is a showman but not a person, sing this slutty ditty, that is simply extremely daring and arrogant. Leaving aside Qin Xian'er's peerless beauty, just talking about her unparalleled piano skills, asking her to play simple ditties would have humiliated her somewhat. But he didn't expect this villain to be so vulgar, making Qin Xian'er sing that frivolous ditty.
I don't know what kind of sexual taste this oiran sings, the men in the yard suddenly have a strong feeling, maybe they have to thank this servant named Lin San for letting them see Qin Huai The stunning oiran on the river sang coquettishly at eighteen touches.
Even though Qin Xian'er had seen all kinds of people, seeing this servant despise her so much, her face turned pale for a while, and she looked at Lin Wanrong fiercely, the light in her eyes was enough to kill her ten thousand times.
The handsome young man blushed, looked at Lin Wanrong from a distance, spat softly, and said in a low voice: "This apprentice is really a scoundrel. He is still quite talented, so he humiliates the gentleness."
"You don't dare to sing, do you?" Lin Wanrong looked at Qin Xian'er, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, what kind of bullshit oiran, I hate you pretending to be B the most.
Although Qin Xian'er is a brothel girl, she is a genuine Bingqing daughter with a prominent status, how can she tolerate others insulting herself like this.
She gritted her teeth resentfully. Finally, she still had some palaces. She still remembered her promise, so she glanced at Lin Wanrong with a shy look in her eyes, and said shyly, "Master, can you change the song? This song has never been played by Xianer." I have sung it, but I can’t sing it.”
"Can't sing?" Lin Wanrong stomped a few steps, walked to a singing fan, took her hand and said: "This girl can sing, why can't you sing?"
That pink head has been standing in bed for a long time, and she has already buried her dignity, but the servant's words are right for her, and she seems to have the courage to look at Lin Wanrong bravely, and there seems to be tears in her eyes.
Qin Xian'er's face turned red and turned white, her plump breasts kept rising and falling, suppressing the anger in her heart, but she was as beautiful as a flower again, and the scene of the beauty's anger was charming, and outsiders It seemed that the two were eye-catching.
Seeing that psychedelic look in Qin Xian'er's eyes again, and the resentment on her face is enough to melt all men, but Lin Wanrong knew that this chick was casting that seductive "magic" again.
He is a person who has suffered and been deceived before. Remembering that he has been deceived once, he dared not look her in the eyes, turned his head and said loudly: "Miss Qin, although you are the chief oiran of this Miaoyufang, all the young masters I dote on you and love you, but then again, you are still a member of Miaoyufang. Even though you are more beautiful and have peerless skills, the brothel is a brothel, not a theater restaurant. What you do here is skin business , What sells is laughter and joy. Although the sisters in this yard are not as good as you in appearance, in essence, you are no different from them. They are your sisters. Why can't you sing while they can sing? Can the beauty of my life be higher than those of your sisters?"
These fans are all women. Although they are in the flesh business, they still have some dignity, but they have been buried. Now Lin Wanrong's words have aroused all kinds of thoughts, why does this oiran only sell jokes, but I want to sell meat? A few fans remembered their downfall, and a few sentimental ones secretly wiped away their tears. They all felt a little elated, and their eyes were fixed on Lin Wanrong, their eyes were passionate and hot.
Lin Wanrong's words were meant to sow discord between these fans and Qin Xian'er, but it aroused the sympathy of everyone and could not be refuted.
Lin Wanrong didn't care what other people thought, sighed, and slowly chanted: "Qinhuai is speechless, talking about the setting sun, and every family is facing the water with red makeup. The spring breeze doesn't know how to change the beauty, and it still sings happily around the boat. Yueming is heartbroken!"
A few simple words can explain the vicissitudes of life behind Qinhuai's wife. The laughing companions in the yard are all poor women, none of whom have any sad things. In just twenty or so words, they describe their desolation, which is really touching.
Qin Xian'er was stunned for a while, then sighed quietly and said: "Young master is talented, Xian'er admires him very much."
Lin Wanrong laughed and said: "Miss Qin, you don't have to admire me. My young master taught me all my ink. If you have the heart, you can walk around with my young master more. I believe you will not be disappointed."
"Oh, is that so?" Qin Xian'er glanced at Young Biao with a smile on her face, and said softly, "I don't know Mr. Guo, are you willing to give Xian'er this chance?"