Wu Niang walked up to the fat man in small steps, and gently pushed his fat and hunched shoulders, "Young Master Wang, just watch it. You gentlemen can also ask us some questions, call us Tong."
This is what I made in response to the situation."
Hearing this, Wen Xiaoyun opened her eyes outside the door.
It seems that this lotus root fragrance is indeed unique, and the girls in the building all have their own unique skills.
The fat man didn't know anything about poetry and poetry. When he heard the dancer's words, he leaned up and leaned heavily on the back of the chair. He glanced sideways at his companions and said, "Brothers and younger brothers, it's your turn to show off your skills."
Although the companions behind him all share the same bad taste with him, there are also a few acid writers among them.
Even though my poetry talent is not very good, I still have memorized many poems by famous people.
One of them picked up a chopstick, shook his head in a serious manner, tapped the thin porcelain wine glass, and recited in an artificial way: "If I say a word, the moon will melt in the pear blossom courtyard."
Someone next to me said: "Dancing low at the heart of Yangliu Tower~"
Another person stood up, put on the poet's unique pose and chanted loudly: "Jinling dogs bark at the Wutong moon." After speaking, he raised his finger and pointed at the tip of Miss Tong'er's nose, squinting his eyes and smiling frivolously: "You little whore,
Do you dare to accept it?"
After listening to everyone's questions, Wu Niang looked at Miss Tong'er again and said angrily: "Tong'er, hurry up and help the gentlemen."
Tong'er touched her red face with the back of her hand, but she didn't dare to show any displeasure.
Then she took a deep breath, sat up straight again, and turned to look at the window on the other side of the house. There were many pear trees planted outside the window.
Ling Ou Xiang specially invited the best gardener to take care of flowers and plants to adjust the flowering period of the pear trees.
It stands to reason that in this late autumn season, the pears should be very big.
But the pear blossoms on the trees in the yard were still very bright and pure.
At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and a crescent moon vaguely rose to the sky.
Miss Tong'er's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her slender and soft fingers gently plucked the strings, her red lips opened slightly, and a mellow voice like the sound of nature poured out from between her lips and teeth like a swirl.
"The light in the pear blossom courtyard is like snow, the night when dogs bark and the sycamore trees are barking, the beautiful lady willow tower, after dancing, the silver toads are extinguished, the spring moon, the summer moon, the autumn moon are always not as good as the moon in front of the window like me."
Later, when the woman wrote a poem and knocked over the wine cup, the fat man called her a bitch. Now my grandpa wants you to accompany him while drinking.
Wen Xiaoyun caught a glimpse of Wu Niang secretly winking at someone, and saw the actions of the people upstairs, and she felt a little confident.
I listened for a long time, and the poem that Qin Ji wrote for a long time was not as good as the poem you recited casually, sir. Since she can't accept it, how about letting Xiao Ke compete with a pair?
When the fat man saw Wen Xiaoyun, his eyes lit up when he thought that the young man in blue who suddenly appeared in front of him was clearly a beauty in disguise.
He heard that Ling Ou Xiang always had all kinds of new and rare tricks, but he didn’t expect that there would be a little beauty in disguise this time~
This routine is much fresher and more exciting than the piano girl pretending to be innocent~
The fat man looked at Wen Xiaoyun rubbing her hands together in envy, but in the blink of an eye he saw the even more dazzling white bird.
He couldn't help but gasp, and with just one glance at Bai Yao, he completely forgot about the tomboy in blue.
It can be said that people have to compete with each other, and goods have to be thrown away. Although this man in white is really taller, but with that face, even the Qin girl just now and the boy in blue now are not the same.
Someone's opponent.
Compared with this one, the man in blue just now was a pure man, with no possibility of being a woman.
Except for the fat man, the other lustful evil spirits in the house also had the same idea.
They had never seen such a stunning beauty in a brothel. They were almost drooling.
Wen Xiaoyun at this time:···
Although she couldn't hear what the gangsters in the room were saying, she could understand what they were thinking just from the way they looked at her and then at Bai Yao.
Although she was also proud of Bai Yao's beauty, there was something wrong with the feeling of being compared and outshone by comparison every minute.
She coughed lightly and said with a sneer: "Young Master, your match is quite worthy."
"Okay, okay, let's come together if you want to play~" The fat man couldn't help but look at Bai Yao, from his face to his figure, and even his slender and beautiful hands.
He was so greedy that he swallowed several times.
Wen Xiaoyun reluctantly resisted the urge to step forward and slap him a few times, and walked up to Bai Ya calmly, trying her best to block the dirty and disgusting sight of others.
She raised her chin slightly, looked down upon everyone, and said in a serious voice: "We are all male monkeys here."
When the fat man heard this, he immediately raised his head and laughed proudly, "Haha, you little brat has a sweet mouth. Our grandpas are not much richer than those dukes and counts."
Wen Xiaoyun sneered and crossed his arms, staring at the fat man and smiling coldly.
The fat man smiled, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked back at his companions, only to find that their faces had become ugly.