Chapter 41 The hot water droplets on the lotus petals
Chapter 41: Hot water drops on lotus petals
Ning Que's appearance at this time, in the eyes of the girls from the Zhu family and the personal maid named Xiaocao, was that he was so fascinated by the plump girl that he turned into a stupid goose that couldn't walk. The little goose.
The maid became more and more unhappy. She stared at the plump but delicate woman and said, "Shui Zhu'er, this is what grandma told me. How dare you not listen?"
Shuizhu'er is a girl who is famous for her red sleeves. Although she has not been able to participate in the Oiran election for two consecutive years, she has always been very prosperous because of her delicate face and body with watery white fat. But even she does not dare to
Rebelling against everyone's orders, Jian rolled her eyes, stepped forward with a smile, held Ning Que's hand, and said, "Since it's the rule set by grandma, I dare not disobey it. It's just that I like this kid just looking at him.
Sister, I like the shy look of children the most. Come, let’s go to the courtyard to play with my sister.”
Naturally, Ning Que would not object, so she dragged her hand along the stream and walked towards a small courtyard among the flowers and trees. The girls behind her just teased them in a low voice, but did not stop them. Only the maidservant
Xiaocao shouted: "Grandma said that no one is allowed to do his business!"
"Ah? Is this the case?"
Ning Que was startled and looked back, thinking that given Jian's status in the world of Fengyue Xing, if these words spread, I am afraid that the entire brothel in Chang'an City will not do business with him in the future. How can this make it happen?
?
The maid Xiaocao looked at him proudly and said, "Don't grandma have that intention?"
Ning Que was speechless, thinking that no wonder the history books said that the emperor was not terrible, but the eunuchs who were accustomed to falsely conveying imperial edicts were the most annoying. Thinking of that prospect, he couldn't help but shed a thousand tears in his heart, and the endless sorrow and vicissitudes of life - but even so,
He still had to follow the red card girl named Shui Zhuer.
After entering the small courtyard, there were no charming stories happening. Miss Shui Zhuer sat cross-legged on the couch and asked the serving girl to bring various fruits. She greeted Ning Que diligently, but she leaned against the railing and ate melon seeds without saying a word.
Yiyu asked about the situation when he and Jian met, and then asked about the situation at the border fortress.
Ning Que has always been good at this kind of thing. The tavern in Weicheng and the gambling room in the military camp are all good battlefields for him to hone his words and his ability to observe people's emotions. Tonight, he will first deal with everyone Jian, then caress the little maid, and now he faces Chang'an.
Even though she was a popular prostitute in the city, he was not timid and ate fruit and chatted very naturally, as if he was at home.
The purpose of the speech was to make a cliché. Miss Shui Zhuer didn't notice at all. She had just eaten half a plate of melon seeds, and the topic changed from Weicheng to Chang'an City. The content of the chat also changed from whether the barbarian girl was beautiful to what the guests who came to Hongxiuzhao were.
Who are the characters, who is the most jealous, and whose wife is the most jealous.
Talking about the privacy of benefactors seems a bit against professional ethics, but to be honest, this is indeed a few spare-time enjoyments for brothel girls besides playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. Shui Zhuer does not feel strange at all, but instead talks more and more enthusiastically.
Son.
Ning Que lowered his head and picked fruits on the plate. He didn't seem to care much, and he just asked and listened casually. In fact, his ears had already been perked up, and he kept filtering the names that came into his ears. Suddenly, his fingers moved slightly.
stiff.
"I have never seen someone so afraid of his wife. A fourth- or fifth-grade official actually has to dress up in disguise every time he comes to play in the building. Moreover, that guy is useless, he can just talk about it. It's really not bad.
The iron-tongued censor..."
The censor's eloquent comments were actually used harshly by the brothel girls. Ning Que thought of seeing the satisfied expressions of Zhang Yiqi's concubines at the door of Zhang Mansion, and a white-haired man suddenly appeared in his mind.
The scene of the censor lying between the concubine's legs all day long and working so hard that he almost spit out the fruit in his mouth and choked and coughed repeatedly.
Shui Zhuer's comment felt inappropriate as soon as it came out. She expected that the young man might not understand the hidden meaning, but she didn't expect that his reaction would be so exaggerated. Then she understood what was going on, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, so she pretended to be angry.
He punched his shoulder and said with a blush on his face: "What do you do all day long in the border town? Even a kid like you knows this."
After a few laughs, the serving girl came over and whispered something into Shuizhu'er's ear. Ning Que looked outside the courtyard and knew that it was time to say goodbye as the night got darker, so he stood up and said goodbye sincerely.
Shui Zhuer pursed her lips and thought for a while, then took out a silver ingot from the box next to the pillow and handed it over, smiling and saying: "This is not a big red envelope, but you can't spend so much time chatting with me in vain.
Don't look down on me, I don't know why, but I feel very happy talking to you."
Ning Que thought that it was natural. When you want to talk to guests, you have to pay attention to your style of conversation. How can you be like the village aunt leaning on the couch with me, saying two swear words in three and a half sentences? But he
I also really liked Miss Shui Zhuer's refreshing conversation and... her beautiful face and plump body. She was not pretentious. She took the silver ingot and said, "It's just a meeting gift from my sister."
Hearing this, Shuizhu'er's eyes lit up, she stepped forward to hold him in her arms, rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "Although grandma doesn't know why she is looking at you, if nothing happens, she will
You might as well come and see me more often."
She was engaged in the romance business, and Ning Que was a young man studying. They could sit and talk to each other in the small courtyard of the brothel. If they were still people from two different worlds elsewhere, she would be happy to be called sister by Ning Que, but she was not
I didn't just recognize this younger brother - a Chang'an woman. Even a Chang'an prostitute has her own magnanimity and pride.
Back at the shop in Lin 47 Lane, Sang Sang casually mentioned that two people would come over in the afternoon to ask if the boss was there. Ning Que didn't care and asked Sang Sang to boil a pot of hot water and scald his feet before going to sleep.
The lights went out and the room was dark. Ning Que hugged his little feet as usual, but his mind was recalling what he saw and heard in Hongxiuzhao tonight. He first thought about the censor Zhang Yiqi for a while, and then more things came to his mind.
It was Shui Zhuer's little pink face that made her happy and angry, and her slender flesh that was rippling like water, especially when she held her in her arms and rubbed her head, the soft and elastic touch on her face.
The orchid-like fragrance seems to still be there at this moment.
Thinking of Si Jing, I felt a little hot at this moment. The little feet holding Sangsang felt even hotter. When my knees touched the place that although thin now will definitely be thicker in the future, I felt even more hot inside the quilt.
People have to grow up, and it won't be a problem if things continue like this. Ning Que opened the bed and sat up, looking at the girl who was woken up, and said with a smile: "Chang'an gets hot earlier than the border towns, so it seems that we need to break up in advance.
Bed."
Little Sangsang rubbed her eyes and said confusedly: "But there is no kang here, and I feel it is colder than at home."