Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 195 The song is wrong, Zhou Lang Gu

The man who walked through the corridor was wearing a purple tunic brocade robe with dove feathers, a high crown of hair, and a frosty complexion.

He pushed open two of the carved doors and stepped in.

Su Jiu knew this person. He was the eldest son of the Xiao family, named Xiao Tingxiu, and he was the number one son of the Xiao family. Although he was only 20 years old this year, he was already the presiding officer of Songzhou, and he had cracked several cases. A major homicide case has an unlimited future.

I heard from the little girls in the mansion that he has always been cold-hearted and cold-faced, he has rejected many marriages, and there is not even a single room in the yard, but I don't know how he came to such a place tonight?
By coincidence, Su Jiu followed.

The Hua Niang cited by Tian Xiang also has distinctions of high and low. If that Hua Niang can live alone in a boudoir, and there are maids to serve her, then she must be extremely expensive.

When Su Jiu came outside the Diaomen, he saw a little maid coming out, put out the red lanterns under the eaves, and closed the door again.

This means that there are already guests in the girl's house and she will no longer accept invitations from other guests.

Su Jiu leaned over to the window curiously, and looked in cautiously.

The bamboo curtain on the window has not been lowered, so Xiao Tingxiu can be seen sitting cross-legged, directly opposite is a bead curtain, behind the bead curtain is a beautiful woman playing the piano, her posture is leisurely and elegant.

It turned out to be listening to the piano...

The little girl was thinking, and suddenly heard a noisy sound from the original Lingling piano.

"Ah, the strings are broken!"

The little maid inside exclaimed.

The beauty behind the bead curtain spoke with a soft voice like water: "If a string is broken, is it worth the fuss? Go, carry this piano downstairs, and replace it with a good one for me."

The silly little maid picked up Qin and left.

Only Xiao Tingxiu and the beauty were left in the boudoir.

After an unbearable silence, Su Jiu saw Xiao Tingxiu get up and break into the bead curtain.

He sat beside the beauty and held her hand.

On the jade-white slender fingertips, the bright red blood dripping out can be clearly seen.

The man looked at him, and there was still no expression on his handsome face as cold as frost.

Only the sword eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples frowned slightly.

The beauty raised her head, her almond eyes were full, and her red lips parted slightly: "Xiao Tingxiu, do you feel distressed?"

The man said nothing, just bowed his head, and gently took her bloody fingertips into his mouth.

"Xiao Tingxiu, you come to Tianxiang every night to listen to me play the piano, and spend a lot of money to hire me for the whole night, but you always sit in the room neatly dressed all night, like a gentleman who is not disturbed... ...You said you wouldn't fall in love with a prostitute, so what are you doing now?"

The beauty raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, her posture was elegant and sarcastic.

Xiao Tingxiu slowly let go, his long and narrow eyes were full of coldness.

He didn't answer the beauty's question, but tapped the piano table lightly with his well-articulated hand, and said calmly: "There was a note just now, you played it wrong."

"There's a mistake in the song, Zhou Langgu..." The beauty sat in his arms at some point, still with her slender snow-white neck upturned, but her eyes were lazy and half-drooped, and her posture was extremely charming, "Unfortunately, you, Xiao Tingxiu, are not gentle Zhou Lang, who is affectionate and generous, and I, Xiao Hanqing, am not Xiao Qiao who comes from a famous family and is the most beautiful in the world..."

She spoke softly, with a natural charm in her voice, like gurgling water or a handful of green smoke across the river.

The fingertips oozing blood, casually caressed Xiao Tingxiu's cheek...

Su Jiu was fascinated, and suddenly a playful voice came from behind:

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

"Who's good looking?"

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