When the store opens, Xu Yan, as a shareholder, just attends the opening ceremony.

What happened next had nothing to do with Xu Yan. It was a bit boring. Xu Yan wanted to run away.

But as soon as he reached the door, Xu Qianan rushed out and grabbed Xu Yan.

"Brother, don't run away! Why can't we celebrate such a happy thing today?"

There is also a lewd smile on his face.

"How do you want to celebrate?"

"Hey, let's go, I'll take you to do something a decent person should do!"

With that said, regardless of whether Xu Yan wanted to or not, he pulled Xu Yan towards the street.

Looking at the smile on Xu Qianan's face, Xu Yan didn't believe it was really serious.

Xu Yan's guess was correct. Xu Qian'an took Xu Yan all the way to Yueqing Tower.

"Cousin, I thought you had already learned the lesson, but I didn't expect that you would come to a place like this. Why, your body has recovered and you can fight again?" Xu Yan looked at Xu Qianan with a smirk.

Xu Qianan didn't blush at all and said very proudly: "What's the point? I'm already in good health! Besides, which man is not horny? Don't tell me, brother, you're not horny, I don't believe it.

!"

It’s been less than half a month since Xu Yan’s wedding, and Xu Qianan’s health has recovered. Who would believe this?

"Who said I'm not horny anymore! I'm just a more euphemistic horny person, unlike my cousin who is bold and horny!"

Xu Qianan touched his chin, thought for a while, and then smiled as if he was seeing a close friend: "Brother, you are right!"

"By the way, I remember that you already have many women in your house? Can't they satisfy you?"

Xu Qian'an used to be a famous womanizer. He robbed, bought, and gave no less than twenty beauties of various kinds to his subordinates.

Xu Qian'an: "Brother, you don't understand, how can the ones at home be as good as those who come out to steal? What matters is excitement! The most important thing is that Miss Yue Qingzhu's Xinlan is a first-class beauty.

.Although I don’t want to admit it, the things in my house are indeed a bit different.”

His expression was full of regret, he looked like a scumbag!

Xu Yan couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Goodbye, cousin!"

Xu Qian'an didn't waste any more nonsense and pulled Xu Yan towards Yue Qingxu.

Xu Yan entered Yueqing with awe of ancient traditional culture.

All in all, this is the first time that Xu Yan has entered a brothel openly and openly in broad daylight. Of course, the few times he came here secretly before do not count.

There is a difference between a brothel and a brothel. One is a place for drinking, flirting, and soul exchange. If the girls don't agree, the clients can only watch and not touch.

As for the other tick, it is a biological instinct, where men release their human nature. Anyone who understands understands it, but those who don’t understand will not understand it no matter how much they say.

"Come on, this is my brother's first time here. Hurry up and call you pretty girls to accompany him."

Xu Qianan came to talk to the old bustard in a familiar place.

The old bustard nodded. Xu Qian'an often comes here, so he is considered a regular customer of Yue Qian'an. Xu Yan followed Xu Qian'an here today, and he seemed to be from a wealthy family, so he was very polite.
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"Your Highness King Wu, what about you? Are you still here to see our Xinlan?"

Xu Qianan's face showed a "you know" expression. Travelers only look for the best, and they will get corns if they look too much at anything else!

The madam pretended not to understand, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you know, we, Miss Xinlan, are not allowed to meet everyone."

Xu Qianan understood, stretched out his hand in front of Xu Yan, and said with a smile: "Brother, Jianghu is here to help. You invite me this time, and I will invite you next time!".

"..."

I thought I really brought Xu Yan here to play, but after a long time, I asked Xu Yan to pay the bill!

Xu Yan didn’t bring any money with him. How could a big boss bring money with him when he went out? He lowered his status in vain!

Xu Yan did not intend to ask for money from his subordinate Lao Ye, so he pulled Xu Qianan's hand away and said in front of the old madam: "Cousin, you are the top of the 'five major scourges' in Beijing, and you still have to spend money to come to a brothel.

?This doesn’t match your identity!”

When Xu Qianan heard this, he couldn't help but pat his dog's head.

"Yeah, I'm a nuisance, and you're a dandy. Why are we spending our money in a brothel? I'm going to have sex for nothing!"

After saying that, he looked at the madam with a nonchalant expression.

The madam was dumbfounded. How could there be such a shameless person? Not even one person, but both of them were like this.

Xu Qianan was never so shameless when he came here before, and he even paid for it then!

The madam finally decided to tactfully persuade the two people in front of her to leave quickly. Xinlan had important things to do today, and she really didn’t have time, and she couldn’t let others know.

"King Wu, it's really unjustifiable to have sex for free. Otherwise, Miss Xinlan is good at poetry and essays. Then you write a poem and essay. If Miss Xinlan likes it, I will make the decision and let you see Xinlan for free."<

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In the entire capital city, no one knew that Xu Qianan was a useless person who was incompetent in writing and martial arts. If he was asked to write poetry, he would be advised to get out of here and stay out of it.

But Xu Qian'an didn't think so at this time. Poetry? He was excited when he mentioned this! He was worried that he had no chance to show off!

Xu Qian'an immediately said to Xu Yan: "Brother, I think this is a good idea, what about you? If it doesn't work, just find something else. Although it's a bit inferior, you can still watch it."

Xu Qian'an was very confident. His cultural heritage of more than two thousand years was beyond the reach of ordinary people. He had never heard of Xu Yanhui writing poetry before, so he wanted to give Xu Yan some advice to avoid Xu Yanhui losing face later.

Xu Yan disagrees. Composing poetry? No! But how can a man say he can't do it?

"I'm fine. Although I'm not good at poetry, I just came out to have fun today. It's great to just write two poems for fun."

As he spoke, Xu Yan suddenly asked Xu Qianan in a low voice: "Cousin, are you okay? I remember that you seem to have trouble even writing."

Xu Qianan was stunned. I advise you, but you should advise me!

"Don't worry, you don't know that I am actually a great talent, but it's just that few people show me my talent. Great talents are lonely and don't want to be known by others!"

The wind blew gently, and a cow seemed to fly in the sky.

It’s true that the heifer was infected with a sexually transmitted disease, and he was so awesome.

Xu Yan coughed twice, spread his hands and said, "Since my cousin is so powerful, I won't pretend anymore. In fact, I am also a master of poetry!"

Xu Qianan didn't believe it, but he clasped his fists flatteringly and said: "Brother and I are indeed the same people, I admire you!"

The madam looked at the two people in front of her boasting and was speechless. Doesn't she know what's going on with Xu Qian'an? She also writes poems, so why doesn't she go to heaven?

I really couldn’t listen anymore, so I quickly asked Xiaosi to prepare the pen and ink.

Taking over the pen and ink, Xu Qianan pretended to be mysterious and said: "Let's write separately, so as not to let the madam underestimate me!"

Xu Yan nodded, that was exactly what he meant.

What happened here quickly spread throughout Yueqingzhu, and all the girls and prostitutes came to surround the two of them to watch the fun.

Some people who think they have literary talents also want to challenge themselves and ask the madam for pen and ink.

The madam didn't refuse, but agreed one by one. No matter what these people wrote, Xinlan would not give them any chance.

Xu Qianan began to scratch his head and head, thinking about which poem to choose better.

The purpose of his coming here is actually to ask Xinlan for help. He wants to send some perfume to Xinlan and ask Xinlan to help him advertise.

Therefore, the choice of poems and articles must be more careful, and they must be enough to attract Xinlan's attention.

As for Xu Yan, it was simple. He wrote a few words and then stopped.

Looking at the performance of the two people, the madam confirmed that neither of them knew how to write poetry. He glanced with disdain, twisted his plump waist and hid to watch the fun.

Soon, Xu Qianan finished writing, folded it and handed it to the madam. Xu Yan followed suit and handed over what he had written.

The madam treated everyone equally and collected all the poems and essays written by everyone. He also pretended to please and placed the works of Xu Qian'an and Xu Yan, who had the highest status, at the top.

Xu Qian'an naturally noticed it, walked towards the madam with a smile, and said: "Mother Zhang, you'd better put mine at the bottom. The good things should be at the end, so that Miss Xinlan feels a surprise!"

The madam was already used to it and was too lazy to say anything else, so she put Xu Qianan's poems at the bottom.
Chapter completed!