Evil concubine commits peach blossom

Ge Xuelou

Gexuelou is a large and well-known brothel of the Qi family in the Liliang Dynasty, because this brothel is not like other brothels, there are only women, half of this brothel is men.

Carved railings, gauze curtains, beautiful potted plants are placed on the left and right sides of the corridor, the building is full of men with different styles and swaying women, and the women are raising their handkerchiefs, throwing them at the passing crowd unabashedly. With frowning eyes, the man pretended to be Fengshen and handsome, and walked around waving his folding fan, attracting the attention of people who came.

Upstairs, in a V VIP room, it is luxuriously decorated, with a constant flow of birds and swallows, warmth and fragrance.

"Cough." Mao Ting was choked by the smell of perfume from the men beside her. It's okay for a handsome man to have a scent, but four or five handsome men swarmed up to surround her.

"King Qi, it's time for us to go." Mao Ting frowned slightly, and her voice was a bit cold. He told her today that he needed to visit his shop, so she followed him, but she couldn't help it. Unexpectedly, it was a brothel, and then looking at the scene of Qi Jiaye hugging him on the left and right, he didn't look like he came to inspect, he was clearly here for fun!

Qi Jiaye smiled and embraced the woman beside her and kissed her on the forehead. He looked at Mao Ting with an evil raised eyebrow, and laughed: "Hahahaha, the teacher doesn't like it? Do you think these men can't catch the teacher's eyes?"

A certain man thought to himself, he had finally seized an opportunity not to study, and this time he absolutely couldn't go back so soon.

His laughter, like the melodious sound of a piano, hurt Mao Ting's eardrums.

"It's time for us to go back." She dodged the men around her who had been trying to throw themselves into her arms, stood up proudly, and looked at him coldly.

She treats him wholeheartedly, but in exchange for him letting other men lie in her arms, why doesn't he understand, still doesn't understand, doesn't understand her heart, her heart hurts so much that she can hardly breathe .

She looked at him, her eyes as bright as pearls seemed to be broken, with tears streaming down her face.

The drops of tears seemed to be dripping into his heart, and a lot of splashes gradually formed in his heart, he was stunned.

There was a burst of ups and downs in the air, with twists and turns, and the sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant.

Mao Ting took a deep breath, her eyes were already red like a rabbit, she wiped her eyes firmly with her hands, then walked out with her back straight.

This piano sound...

When she left the private room, she saw a man in a sky blue cloth sitting on the stage, his long black hair was gently tied up, his face was quite public, it could be said that there was no one left in the crowd will notice his presence.

But his expression was indifferent, but his ten fingers slid on the strings like flowing water. The music revealed infinite loneliness and desolation, and the fairy-like sound of the piano fascinated all the guests sitting there.

"Hey, you..." Qi Jiaye, who followed her out, stood next to Mao Ting and asked suspiciously. As soon as he said two words, she coldly rejected him: "Don't talk."

The man on the stage seemed to have sensed Mao Ting's gaze. The man raised his eyes slightly, met Mao Ting's eyes, and saw her beautiful face exposed in the air, it was her! ! !

A light of surprise flashed across the man's dark eyes, but he was slightly startled again, pursing his lips nervously like a child who has made a mistake.

And when he saw the man next to Mao Ting, something seemed to be overturned in his heart, with mixed feelings.

Therefore, when he buried his head, his eyes were full of confusion. He flustered and played several wrong notes one after another, and finally had to end in a hurry.

Although some mistakes have been made, how can the group of guests who don't understand the rhythm hear it?He still got a lot of congratulations.

The man in blue on the stage picked up the piano, glanced at Mao Ting upstairs, and left in a hurry.

Mao Ting frowned slightly, raised her foot and chased after her.

Qi Jiaye stretched out his hand, trying to stop the woman's leaving figure: "Hey, where are you going? You just..." A cold female voice came from the air to interrupt his unfinished words: "Go back by yourself today, I'll be back later."

Qi Jiaye couldn't help frowning, and withdrew his hand, feeling lost. Although this woman is very annoying, although he hates her for deceiving her, although she occasionally treats him fiercely, but just now he really wanted to know why she just now will cry.

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There were people coming and going on the street, there were sugar sellers, cotton candy sellers, and snack sellers everywhere. Mao Ting followed the light blue figure and turned several alleys and alleys. The man knew he couldn't get rid of him. Finally turned into the woods and stopped at a huge lake.

Surrounded by the refreshing fragrance of wild flowers, the huge lake shimmered under the sunlight, and there were silver-white light spots jumping happily on this blue mirror. Mao Ting raised her eyebrows and looked at him in praise. There is no smoke, and the scenery is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is definitely a good place to talk about things.

"Why does the girl follow you all the time?" The man turned around, with a modest smile on his plain face.

Mao Ting raised her eyebrows, approached him, circled around him, looked him up and down, and said, "You are still Qianqian, and I know you are just a pig and a tiger." Thinking of her 21st century new era singer and actor , she has been familiar with and loves rhythm since she was a child, how could these little tricks escape her eyes.

"What do you think the girl said?" He hugged the piano and said politely.

In the breeze, Mao Ting's fair face was as elegant as pear blossoms, and she smiled lightly: "Duan Yeliang, people can pretend, but your piano music can't be disguised, don't think that if you change your face, I will recognize you." I can't leave you."

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