Han Shimou

Wen Han recalled the address told by Ding Yuan again in his mind, and after confirming that it was correct, he couldn't help but walk a little nervously.In later generations, he was a secret agent. Although he had been in and out of Fengyue places a lot, they were all because of the needs of the mission.But Wen Han never took the initiative to enter this romantic place.

Wen Han is very strange, he can clearly distinguish the task from the reality. If he is performing the task, he will always maintain a clear mind, with the completion of the task as the ultimate goal, and deal with those romantic women who are old-fashioned and rubbish. more than enough.But once it is not in the task state, Wen Han will become as nervous as he is now.There is no other reason, because Wen Han has never tasted the taste of love, and he is very unfamiliar with women.

Um.In other words, Wen Han is a fledgling egg that has not been humanized.That is, the legendary virgin!

Wen Han swallowed, and walked very slowly.Suddenly, seeing Wen Han's demeanor, a few women dressed up very coquettishly knew it was a baby bird's egg, and immediately laughed like flowers blooming.Twisting the waist of the water demon spirit, swinging the red or blue silk scarf, greeting Wen Han.

"Officer, come and have fun~"

Wen Han was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

Wen Han was nervous in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be determined. Unexpectedly, he was spotted by those romantic women with piercing eyes, which made Luo Luo laugh out loud.Again waving the silk scarf to provoke Wen Han.Unconsciously, Wen Han walked faster. He passed by a few women with a slightly sensual look. When they were brushing, they opened up their thin clothes a little, and the mysterious treasure was looming. for a while.

"Hey, officer. Why don't you come and have fun with the slave family? It makes the slave family suffer alone. I really don't know how to be funny. Hehehe."

Behind Wen Han, among the several bewitching women, there was one who made a coquettish voice, angry and laughing at the same time.This made Wen Han's heart fluctuate, and he felt at a loss what to do, so he made up his mind and quickened his pace.

On the side of the road, there were a few romantic women who were boldly playing with their seductive bodies and walked towards Wen Han. They even grabbed Wen Han's hand, and while laughing, they were playing with their charms, and they were about to take Wen Han to their building. .Wen Han politely took their hands away, and after waving his hands, he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't hear what those women were saying to him, and walked away quickly as if fleeing.

After walking for a while, Wen Han finally arrived at the address given to him by Ding Yuan.Wen Han looked up, what a towering building, resplendent and resplendent, giving people the feeling of a magnificent palace.On the plaque on the gate is written "Xifenglou", compared with the surrounding buildings, the decoration of this Qifenglou is the most beautiful.It faintly gave Wen Han the feeling that this place is the leader of Fengyue Street.

Outside the Qifeng Tower, there were no five or six coquettish women standing around to attract guests.Wen Han stood for a while, and saw that the people who entered were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and they were all rich or noble.Standing here for a long time is not an option, Wen Han sighed and finally walked in.

After entering, the interior decoration of the building is even more eye-catching, with red sandalwood railings, carved dragon screens, six tall golden pillars surrounded by phoenixes, and a wide square platform in the middle.On the square platform, a quiet woman in white lotus silk dress played the qin.There are twenty or thirty large tables covered with golden silk cloth around, and almost half of the tables are open for business.The woman in Fengyue laughed and persuaded the guests on the table to drink.Wen Han looked around for a week, not knowing that there were twenty or thirty women in this hall.

At this time, a richly dressed old bustard greeted Wen Han.

"Young Master's first visit really made the old slave's Qifeng Tower full of glory. I wonder which girl the Young Master is looking for?"

The old bustard had sharp eyes and recognized Wen Han as a stranger at a glance.Smiling and talking.There is not much intention to please, just a little polite.

"Ahem. I'm looking for the guest in Sixiang Pavilion. Please let the girl lead the way."

Wen Han coughed a few times, but he couldn't think of the names of the brothel bustards.I had to temporarily use the girl.

"Oh, my son, you are really making fun of this old slave. The old slave is all forty years old, and she is still a girl. If you don't mind, you can call the old slave Aunt Feng. This is what the officials of Jinyang City call you. Old slave."

Although this old bustard is said to be forty, she still has a charming charm, and her facial features are also good, with a natural sao flavor.I think he was also a lovely and famous oiran back then.

"Such a small student is polite. Please ask Aunt Feng to lead the way."

"Okay~ Young Master, please come with this old slave. Oops~ Young Master is looking for the guest from Sixiang Pavilion. Could it be that Young Master is the famous champion Lang Wenhan?"

The old bustard had just twisted her body a few times and walked a few steps, when she suddenly seemed to think of something, and cried out with joy on her face.When she called out, many people looked at her immediately, and the most focused ones were the romantic women around her. They half-covered their red lips, and their faces were secretly happy, showing a look as if they saw the love of their hearts.

"Uh. I really don't dare to take the title of Champion Lang. Xiaosheng is Wenhan."

Wen Han was unnaturally looked at by these romantic women, he confirmed this.All of a sudden, there was a commotion in the whole lobby. Those romantic women, seeing Wen Han's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, elegant and majestic, their admiration eyes were undisguised, and the guests at their tables were displeased, and they didn't realize it.

"I have heard for a long time that Champion Lang understands etiquette and respect for others. He has no eyes for others, and has a good ability to kill the Qiang and Hu evil bandits. He has won the support of the people in Shuofang. The women in Shuofang call him Champion Lang. Call the son a champion.

Could it be that the young master treats people differently when he leaves Shuofang County.Can't tolerate old slaves, these low-status romantic women, calling the young master a champion? "

The old bustard was a little displeased, what she said made the romantic women beside her feel sad for a while.Wen Han hurriedly apologized and said.

"No and no. Wen Han is just afraid that he will lose the title of champion because of his lack of ability. It is definitely not that he has the idea of ​​looking down on others."

Lolololo.

As soon as Wen Han finished speaking, he immediately made many romantic women present laugh.This expression changed so quickly that Wen Han felt like he was being teased.

"Okay, okay. Wait for these humble slaves, don't make fun of Champion Lang. Champion Lang has a simple mind, how can you wait for these humble slaves to see him embarrassed."

"Hey. Mom was teasing him just now. Mom, it's better to let the concubine accompany Champion Lang. The concubine is willing to pay back and buy Champion Lang for one night."

"Hehe, that's right, that's right. I heard that Champion Lang is in Shuofang, and he is very popular with women. Everyone wants to be favored by Champion Lang. If a concubine wins Champion Lang for one night, wouldn't it be envious of others."

"Aiyoyo. Xiaodie'er's coquettishness made my sister feel ashamed. A person like Champion Lang can't think of you. At least it needs the Sixiang Huakui of Qifenglou to get this favor and accompany her. This champion Lang overnight."

The Fengyue women present completely ignored the guests on their table, and started talking one sentence at a time.Wen Han felt that those guests were looking at him with more and more hatred.At the same time, he was also provoked nakedly by those romantic women, making him break out in a cold sweat, so he had no choice but to watch his nose, his nose and his heart, and not react.

"Okay, okay. Champion Lang is looking for Sixiang this time. You, these humble slaves, are hopeless. Don't neglect the nobles on your table, and wait a moment to make them unhappy. I want you to look good .”

Seeing the guests accompanied by these romantic women, the faces of the old bustards became more and more ugly, and immediately put their hands on their waists, pinching their fingers and scolding.

"Ah~ Champion Lang is really looking for Sixiang. I hate it, hate it. The mother of the concubine, why doesn't she give the concubine a good face. Champion Lang wants a concubine too."

"Hehe. Dreaming. The four fragrances are not only more beautiful than the other, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and recite poems and poems. It is rumored that the champion Lang is not low. There is a name. It is elegant and talented. It sounds like a person with extraordinary literary talents. Xiang Nuqie, a rough person who doesn't even know a big character, is afraid that he will provoke Champion Lang if he can't even speak a word to him. do not like."

Several romantic women present chattered again, and one of the guests of high status couldn't bear it, so he slapped the table, snorted coldly, and was about to leave the table.The Fengyue woman who was with her was so frightened that she begged for mercy, put on a cute and pitiful expression, and coaxed the guest back with wiping and coaxing.When the other Fengyue women saw it, they knew that they had really lost their composure just now, and they were afraid that their guests would be angry, so they hurriedly went to apologize to their own guests.

"Oops. It's all because of the old slave's talk. It almost messed up. Champion Lang, the old slave will take you to the Four Fragrance Pavilion right now. If you stay here, I'm afraid something will happen."

Hearing what the bustard said, Wen Han showed a relieved expression, and quickly agreed.The bustard led Wen Han around the lobby, there were several winding corridors leading to different courtyards and rooms.There are also obvious differences in their styles, some are brightly lit, and some have the feeling of winding paths.

"Champion Lang, you don't want to think that these girls are depraved. They are all hard-fated people. They respect you because you are willing to call for grievances for the poor in the world. And you don't behave like other powerful people who treat others There is a wink. The people in Shuofang also told you that you love the people, no matter how poor or poor you are.

Moreover, you are capable, but you are not born well, they regard you as the leader of the humble and miserable people in this world.The old slave knows that they may not even be considered as poor people, but they only hope to get close to you, a talented person who does not look at you.

Please champion Lang don't blame them for being presumptuous. "

The old bustard was walking with Wen Han, and suddenly said with a lonely expression.Wen Han heard it in his ears, and could hear his involuntary helplessness.If there is a choice, how can an innocent woman become a prostitute.

"Aunt Feng, don't say that. I can only be flattered and flattered to be favored by them. There is absolutely no intention of underestimating me because of my status."

Wen Han didn't make a fuss, and his tone was very sincere.The madam turned around and glanced at Wen Han, as if trying to find something she was looking for from Wen Han's expression.

After confirming no, the old bustard laughed brightly.