The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Chen Yuanyuan is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't believe it.

Her skin is really whiter than snow, and more delicate than jade. Under a pair of delicate and slender eyebrows full of the rhythm of heaven and earth, there is a pair of big black eyes, watery, as if smiling, as if carrying an electric current, Whoever she sees will be electrocuted, and then her whole heart will be submerged in her deep eyes.

Under the bridge of the nose like a white jade pillar, there is a fragrant lip that is a little smaller than a cherry. It is so sexy and attractive that people just want to take a bite. It must be extremely sweet and delicious.

Her white teeth are as neat as a pomegranate, crystal clear, white and delicate.

Her hair is even more distinctive, darker than thick ink and thicker than hemp. Since she is playing a maid and matchmaker, she braids two big braids, thicker than children's arms, and hangs down to her waist.

The figure is even more unrivaled in the world, with slender legs protruding forward and back, a small waist so thin that you can hold it, snow peaks soaring into the sky, lotus root arms as sexy as jade hands.

Standing pretty on the stage, smiling slightly, and looking around with bright eyes, all the spectators were fascinated, and their souls were broken.

And when she opened her throat and started to act, listening to this voice that was more beautiful than Oriole's singing, the entire audience was even more lost, their eyes widened, and they were reluctant to blink.

"My lord, these spectators are all here to see Yuanyuan. They have seen Yuanyuan once, twice, and three times. Some of them have been here for several months, so there are more and more people." Yang Liuer said from Zhang Dong jumped off his legs, beat Zhang Dong's legs again, and said with a charming smile.

"It's so beautiful, it's so charming. Such a beauty is not enough to describe it. No wonder these onlookers are so obsessed with it." Zhang Dong murmured, "Let such a beautiful woman live a hard life for a day. It's a sin, but fortunately, I came here, to Liyuan, Yuanyuan, just wait to be my woman and enter a new world, you will definitely like it very much."

"My lord, are you going to redeem Yuanyuan's body?" Yang Liuer asked coquettishly.

"Little girl, are you hungry? Eat this." Zhang Dong didn't want to answer her question, a drumstick fruit appeared in his hand and stuffed it into her hand.

"Thank you sir."

Yang Liu'er was indeed hungry. In such an era where the people were struggling to make ends meet, it was impossible for a little girl like her to be truly full, so she quickly peeled it off, started to eat in small bites, and then ate faster and faster, as if she had been hungry for a lifetime.

Time passed gradually, and at noon, The Story of the West Chamber was finally over.

All the spectators left the stage reluctantly, and walked out in a daze.

"My lord, there is a performance of Romance of the West Chamber here every morning, which attracts many guests, so the business in the afternoon and evening is also very good. However, most of them want to see Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan is a geisha who sells herself but not herself. Seeing Yuanyuan is still expensive, at least a hundred taels of silver." Yang Liu'er had a full stomach, and whispered in Zhang Dong's ear, "If you want to redeem Yuanyuan, you need more money, and You have to agree with Yuanyuan herself and the madam."

She is small and clever, from Zhang Dong's fiery eyes and the traces of domineering, she understands that Zhang Dong is here for Yuanyuan, she must redeem her body for Yuanyuan, and now is to remind Zhang Dong.

"Little girl, lead the way ahead. Let's go see Yuanyuan. After seeing Yuanyuan, don't talk casually, understand?" Zhang Dong gently pinched her flamboyant pretty face, only to feel tender and smooth. Like oil, soft like satin, very good hand feeling.

"Understood, son."

Yang Liu'er smiled shyly, a bright red cloud appeared on her pretty face, and she led Zhang Dong to a luxurious private room.

This private room is very spacious, and the layout is ingenious. Not only can you play the piano and sing, but you can also play chess, write, draw, and there is even an inner room with exquisite and soft beds.

This is the most luxurious private room in Liyuan, and it is also the private room of the highest standard. It only receives high-end customers who spend a lot of money. If the high-value customers are interested, the girl is willing, and she can even spend the night here.

Yang Liuer brought Zhang Dong to this private room with the intention of saving Zhang Dong's money. The price for Chen Yuanyuan's redemption was sky-high. first night.

The madam had been notified by the other maids long ago, and happily went to Chen Yuanyuan's boudoir, and said excitedly to Chen Yuanyuan who was taking off her make-up, "Yuanyuan, my good daughter, a rich guest came today, a good-looking talent, handsome and extraordinary, with a big heart." She is very kind, the little girl Yang Liuer just flattered him with a few words, and he redeemed her without hesitation. I offered 1 taels of silver, but he didn't counter the price, and gave me a jewel worth 1.2 taels of silver. I don’t even want my head, now that he wants to see you, you must seize the opportunity.”

Chen Yuanyuan didn't have any joy, she looked very plain, and said softly: "Yang Liuer is the embryo of a beauty, it's normal for him to redeem her, but he is so generous, he should be a slutty man who doesn't know the hardships of the people, if such a person redeems me , I still won’t agree.”

"Yes, yes, yes, if he wants to redeem you, you must not agree. If he spends money like this, even gold and silver mountains will be wasted. Marrying such a person can only be beautiful for a while, and you will suffer in the future. The madam smiled, Chen Yuanyuan is the cash cow of Liyuan, she would not let her go no matter what, so of course she had to speak in Chen Yuanyuan's tone.

Chen Yuanyuan smiled shyly, finished dressing up, and entered the luxurious private room.

Zhang Dong's eyes were attracted to Chen Yuanyuan in an instant, and he found that she was wearing a pale yellow ancient dress, with ten thousand zhang blue silk fluttering behind her like a cloud, and when her beautiful talking eyes turned around, Zhang Dong's soul almost flew out of her body , his eyes were full of obsession and burning, and his heart beat wildly.

"Chen Yuanyuan has met the young master."

Chen Yuanyuan walked over coquettishly, before approaching, a wonderful fragrance came first, tempting the soul, and when she walked up to Zhang Dong, she saluted gracefully and said such a sentence with a voice like an oriole, Constructing a vivid and charming illusion, it almost didn't make Zhang Dong crazy.

"I've heard for a long time that Yuanyuan possesses a stately appearance and is extremely gorgeous. I saw it today, and the rumors are true..." Zhang Dong looked at Yuanyuan with obsessive eyes, and said in admiration.

"Thank you, sir, for your compliment..." Chen Yuanyuan sat down on the chair in front of Zhang Dong, her beautiful eyes shone on Zhang Dong, she looked at him carefully for a while, and asked softly, "Where are you from, sir?"

"I come from a place so far away, so far away that you can't believe it, and the reason why I came here is to find you..." Zhang Dong said in a tone with vicissitudes of history.

At this time, a girl brought a fruit plate, fine wine and various snacks, which were placed on the table.

Yang Liu'er was very well-behaved, serving Zhang Dong to eat a few pieces of fruit, rubbing Zhang Dong's shoulders and back from time to time, but didn't say a word.

A strange feeling surged in Chen Yuanyuan's heart, as if Zhang Dong could see through her heart, as if Zhang Dong knew everything about her, so she asked in surprise: "Mr. I, Chen Yuanyuan, am such a little girl?"

"Who is pity for Gone with the Wind? A generation of red makeup is lost in the wind and dust. The voice of the legacy travels around the world, but I don't see Yuanyuan falling red and remnant. I am writing Yuanyuan's songs today, and my thoughts are lingering around the pen. Yuanyuan came from a poor background, and she has learned since she was a child." Singing and dancing. Naturally beautiful and beautiful, won the praise of the stars. The cardamom years enter the pear garden, the sound of the flute and the willow. Compose the lyrics and compose the Yiyang tune, like the clouds flying out of the Xiu. The autumn water echoes the spring moon, and the orchids flow in the valley Chi..." Zhang Dong didn't answer, but chanted Yuanyuanqu, but stopped here, because the following things hadn't happened yet.

After listening to such an unfinished poem, Chen Yuanyuan was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time. Not only did the poem tell her birth and current situation, but also the first four lines were very strange, as if, as if, this It was a poem written by others after her death.

Staring at Zhang Dong in a daze for a while, he gently opened his lips and said, "Young master, can you write down the poem you just recited and give it to me?"

She is very smart, so she can look at Zhang Dong's handwriting, and secondly, she can savor the poem carefully. Although she has a good memory, she still hasn't fully memorized the poem that Zhang Dong recited just now.

Zhang Dong nodded, got up and walked to the desk, dipped his pen in the ink, and began to write.

Naturally, Chen Yuanyuan had already come behind Zhang Dong, staring at him with wide and beautiful eyes.

After just writing the first line of the poem, she was shocked by Zhang Dong's extremely glamorous handwriting.

Suzhou Liyuan is an exceptionally famous brothel, and it receives countless talents every year. Even the most famous talents at that time came to meet Chen Yuanyuan, and all of them left calligraphy works. She really thought their calligraphy was exceptional before. Beautiful, but compared with Zhang Dong's calligraphy, those calligraphy works are like children's graffiti works, unsightly.

After Zhang Dong finished writing the first half of the poem, put down his pen, and stepped aside, Chen Yuanyuan walked closer, staring at it obsessively with wide-eyed eyes, falling into a magnificent world of calligraphy, and it was difficult to wake up.

Even Yang Liu'er looked at it stupidly, turning into a clay sculpture and wood carving, as if her soul had flown out.

Chen Yuanyuan finally woke up, cast a look of fanaticism on Zhang Dong's face, and said excitedly: "Young master, you are really a peerless calligrapher. The calligraphy you write is so beautiful and worth ten thousand gold. Now I finally I understand why you spent a lot of money to redeem Yang Liuer's body."

Zhang Dongfeng said a few words lightly and modestly.

Chen Yuanyuan's pretty face suddenly became serious, and she asked solemnly, "My lord, did you write this poem? When did you write it?"

(First update, asking for monthly tickets and red tickets.)