I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 81 Xie Chaoxi’s Self-portrait at Night Banquet
Beyond the layers of gauze curtains, a bright red wedding bed was spread there.

The woman wearing a red wedding dress and a mandarin duck hijab sat quietly in the center of the big bed.

Li Lang was in a daze.

Looking at this scene, he suddenly wanted to retreat and leave the room.

At this moment, the woman sitting on the bed spoke.

"Master, there is no need to be cautious. After all, I am still a Yunying, so my mother specially prepared this wedding dress for me," the woman said.

Li Lang said: "If that's the case, then I'm afraid I shouldn't be here."

The woman gently raised her head, and the hijab slid down her hair smoothly, revealing the delicate little face that was covered underneath.

On the small face, there is a light smile, the eyebrows are like dark blue, the eyes are like stars, and the lips are like cherries.

Xie Chaoxi gives people the impression of being exquisite.

Her hair, her earrings, the position of her hairpins, the matching of her necklaces, the texture of her clothes... every bit of it reveals the meticulous preparation, showing her most perfect side. Presented thoroughly.

Therefore, she is not as beautiful as a living person, but like a dummy in a painting or a carved doll.

It was as if a beauty was forcefully pulled out of a person's dream.

"Master, now that you have lifted your hijab, are you still willing to leave?" Xie Chaoxi asked confidently.

Li Lang wanted to leave boldly, but when he smelled the aroma of wine and meat on the table, he was so greedy that he walked into the inner room and sat down again.

Xie Chaoxi's lotus steps move lightly, like petals dancing in the wind, with a gentle and beautiful posture.

She sat half sideways next to Li Lang, and then looked at Li Lang tenderly, as if she was really looking at her husband, picking up food and wine for him.

Li Lang didn't know whether the trainees of Bangzi Kingdom practiced serving skills during practice. Anyway, the trainees of Xiaoliang had related subjects, which even had a higher priority than singing and dancing, and were more important. Criteria for judging whether you can make a formal debut.

"You are different from those ordinary brothel girls. You are an courtesan... Do you really have no regrets?" Li Lang put down his chopsticks and asked seriously.

Xie Chaoxi was calm: "Isn't the oiran a brothel girl?"

Li Lang was silent after hearing this. He thought about it and asked again: "Do you want to leave? If you want to leave, I can help you."

"Of course, you have to pay for the ransom yourself. The most I can do is help you say hello to the boss behind Baifan Tower."

He is not always so kind.

But when the mood strikes, it doesn't hurt to do something like this.

People are always used to pleasing themselves willfully on the premise that they are harmless.

Sleeping here is a kind of entertainment.

Pulling an oiran out of the fire pit is another kind of entertainment.

It seems different, but actually it is the same.

Just like those old customers who threw a box of money over to warn a certain princess not to see her again in the nightclub. They are not stupid or easy to fool, but under certain circumstances, they find another way to satisfy themselves. It’s just a way.

Small money is no longer important to them, and women are not important to them either. The most important thing is to please themselves.

However, Xie Chaoxi let go of the 'restraint' she had on herself, snuggled up gently, and then showed a yandere smile: "You want to pull me out? But I... never thought about it. Walk."

"In the past ten years, I have lived here and am familiar with it. As a courtesan, I was sought after by others and enjoyed showing off. I spent ten years defeating the friends who grew up with me and paving the way for their future. my path to glory."

"After leaving here, with my beauty, can I live a better life? Will there be fine food and luxurious clothes for me to use? Or, because of this face, I will become the target of bullying by bandits or gangsters. ?Become their forbidden possession or plaything?"

As she said that, she stood up, hugged Li Lang tightly from behind, and wanted to press Li Lang's bald head into her heart.

"So what I want is not freedom, but glory. I want to be the one who attracts the most attention, the one who is most loved."

"Both Li Qianqian and Gu Lianying will be stepped on by me."

Li Lang looked at Xie Chaoxi, who was gradually going crazy, and secretly put away his magical power, taking away a trace of the 'illness' that had gathered in Xie Chaoxi's heart, so that her emotions were no longer agitated, but stabilized.

It's not that he was overly cautious. It was because Xie Chaoxi's 'cooperation' came too quickly. He didn't even wait until all of Li Lang's arrangements had reached a higher level before cutting off Hu in advance. Li Lang naturally had reason to suspect that she was deliberately arranged to trick him.

But now it seems that I really thought too much.

"Since this is your choice, let's do it!" Li Lang took Xie Chaoxi's hand and walked to the big bronze mirror, then stood behind her and straightened her head.

The two people in the mirror, one is pretty and the other is handsome, they are indeed a pair of beautiful people.

It's just that the expressions in their eyes are absolutely different.

The woman's eyes were filled with tenderness and sweetness, as if she had really been in love with the man for a long time.

The man's eyes were full of indifference and indifference, burning with blazing fire, as if they could burn everything out.

Li Lang suddenly felt boring again, so he planned to get rid of the tasks assigned by Xue Yu.

Complete his work in one battle.

Since Huiqing is going to be given strong medicine, she can't be merciful.

If you want to come, come harder!
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the painting table that was originally lying in front of the window was pulled over by Zhenqi and spread in front of Xie Chaoxi.

"Look at yourself in the mirror and I want you to make a painting."

"There is you and me in the painting."

"Of course, you don't have to draw my face, but I want you to imprint my charm into the painting." Li Lang said coldly.

At this moment, he looked like a beast about to eat people.

Xie Chaoxi was not afraid, but rather excited. She turned her head, with elegant creases on her snow-white neck, and her beautiful and delicate face, looking at Li Lang with pure and lustful eyes.

"Will you write a poem for this painting?" she asked greedily and coquettishly.

Li Lang said: "Of course!"

Then he held Xie Chaoxi down.

scoff!

What is broken is the hem of the skirt, what is flying is the ambition and desire in the woman's eyes.

Bronze mirror, wooden table, a prostrate woman painting, and a beast-like man.

Each stroke is painted with trembling.

Thanks to her solid skills, Xie Chaoxi never stopped writing or made obvious mistakes even when she was most excited.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

The painting is very slow, very slow, but when the painting gradually takes shape, whoever looks at it will feel a scorching heat, gathering from under the Dantian, and then going straight to the Tianling Cap.

The beauty in the painting is clearly dressed neatly and in a bright red wedding dress, but she is lying on the table with a charming face, and her eyes seem to be flowing with spring river water.

Behind her, the white-robed monk stood whose face could not be seen clearly, but everyone could feel his coldness, hardness, and strength.

It's not Beauty and the Beast, but it's full of similar feelings.

Li Lang looked at the painting, picked up the paintbrush that the woman had dropped aside, and dipped the paint into it. He found that it was a little dry and not moist enough.

Without thinking too much, he put it on the woman's moist red lips, borrowed a little moisture, and then swiped it with a big stroke.

"Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a foreteller of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the pufferfish is about to come."

When I first saw this poem, I felt that the text was wrong and the content was wrong.

But if you read it carefully, you will find that it seems to have a deeper meaning, just like this.

(End of this chapter)