I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 50

Meng Ci hurriedly threw himself into Song Ying's arms, his arms fell weakly on his body, and his face was buried in Song Ying's arms.

Song Ying's body felt stiff.

It is understandable that he now feels that he is a man, and he dressed up as a woman, the effect may be very eye-catching, and he still has to pretend to be intimate, which must be very uncomfortable.

Meng Ci lowered his voice and said, "Brother Song, hold on, don't reveal your secrets!"

Song Ying's body trembled slightly.

Shen Yi didn't know when he was wearing a bright red shirt that looked like blood, coquettish and stern.He was tall and tall, and when he entered from the outside, he seemed to have absorbed all the light from outside into his body.

The ice-like eyes of the twelfth lunar month swung across Song Ying's body, and then fell on Meng Ci with his head bowed.

Meng Ci's breathing was tight.

The boss won't find out, will he?
Song Ying took a deep breath, hugged Meng Ci's waist vaguely, opened the folding fan he had picked up, and said in a chic and suave manner: "Brother Shen, I told you a long time ago that Brother Ling is not here, you still don't believe me?" , this room is only this big, look, is there anyone else besides the two girls?"

Shen Yi raised her phoenix eyes slightly, with coldness in them, she went straight to the table and sat down.

Song Ying chuckled: "Could it be that Brother Shen also wants to feel the enthusiasm of this red-sleeve trick? Manman, why are you still standing there?"

Manmanjiao stepped forward with a smile, took a clean wine glass and poured a glass of wine, and raised his hands in front of Shen Yi: "Mr. Shen, taste the richness of autumn!"

She leaned slightly, drawing a thrilling arc, and Meng Ci noticed that Song Ying's breathing was stagnant for a while.

But the big brother's face was cold, and he pressed a chopstick on the back of his hand full: "You have a strong taste, stay away from me!"

Manman has been on the battlefield for a long time and has never been defeated. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Song Ying is someone who can ease the atmosphere, so she hurriedly said: "Manman, Mr. Shen can't stand your thick oily red sauce, come to my side!"

Manman froze for a moment, but soon recovered his smile and said: "It seems that Manman is not blessed to serve Mr. Shen, so I will put the wine glass, and you can drink it yourself!"

Saying that, she put down the cup.

Shen Yi didn't appreciate it, and pushed the wine glass away with that chopstick, even the full wine glass he touched was disgusted.

Meng Ci slandered inwardly: Boss, you have come to this place, and it's annoying to pretend to be noble like this, you don't know how to do as the Romans do!

As soon as this thought came to an end, Shen Yi raised his eyes, looked at her, raised one corner of his mouth, and evilly stretched out a finger to tap on the table: "You, come here!"

Meng Ci shuddered.

Has it been discovered?
She gently tugged Song Ying's arm.

Song Ying smiled and smoothed things over: "Brother Shen, Miss Xin'er is my favorite. Brother Shen is too good for someone else, isn't it suitable! Brother Shen, why don't you change to another girl? If you like other girls, just tell me , today I will be the host!"

Shen Yi gave a red shirt, and the whole person was already a bit evil, but the smile lines at the corner of the mouth deepened at this moment, giving people an indescribably serious and dangerous atmosphere.

He stretched out his slender hands, rubbed them slowly, and looked straight into Meng Ci's eyes like that, with a cold tone that put pressure on every word: "Miss Xin'er, don't you want to?"

Song Yingxu's hand on her waist tightened suddenly.

This is frightened by the aura of the boss!
Meng Ci only felt that his heart trembled in that gaze.

For no reason, he remembered the time when he raised the knife and cut Madam Mu An's throat.

She swallowed hard, pulled her lips and smiled, and said in a soft voice that was as different as possible from the past: "How can it be, it is Xin'er's honor to serve Mr. Shen!"

She said, stood up and sat down beside Shen Yi with weak steps.

She has 1 regrets in her heart now!
Why was she blinded by lard, and had to hide it from him before coming here.

In fact, you can also bring him along, it’s better to be alone than to be happy together!
Even if you don't take him with you, don't report his name just now!It's fine to just fabricate a name, and the brothel doesn't look at the ID card, only the money bag!
She could not wait to slap herself.

But the most important thing right now is whether he recognizes himself or not.

She sat down next to Shen Yi tremblingly, took a clean cup, and poured him another glass of wine: "Mr. Shen, this autumn strong wine is mellow and long-lasting, Mr. Shen, have a drink!"

She put the wine glass in front of Shen Yi.

Shen Yi lightly sneered: "Your service level is uneven!"

what?
Meng Ci followed Shen Yi's gaze, and saw Man Man leaning on Song Ying's body, feeding him with a wine glass.

what?

The boss wants to feed too!

She's fine, but if the boss finds out that she is Meng Ci and finds out that her younger brother is feeding him wine in such a manner, will she...

While hesitating, Shen Yi slowly rubbed his fingers again, as if to say: My hands are already itchy!

Meng Ci hurriedly picked up the wine glass, pretending to be full, leaning on Shen Yi's body with a coquettish smile: "Mr. Shen, please!"

On the opposite side, Song Ying's eyes twitched fiercely, and she avoided her gaze as if she couldn't bear to look directly.

Shen Yining glanced at Meng Ci, clicked his tongue, then grabbed the wine glass in Meng Ci's hand, raised his head slightly, and the glass of fine wine slipped down his lips into his mouth.

The man's Adam's apple also rolled up and down.

Meng Ci's face couldn't help turning red. Fortunately, a lot of rouge was covered on her face, so she couldn't see clearly for a while.

After Shen Yi finished drinking a glass of wine, Meng Ci obediently stepped forward to take the glass, but his fingers accidentally touched the man's lips.

His thin lips, after being moistened by the wine at this moment, had a faint shimmering color, and when touched by his fingers, there was a strange and unfamiliar soft touch.

Meng Ci suddenly recalled that she had fed Shen Yi the medicine before, panicked in his heart, trembled with his hand, the cup missed it and hit the ground with a slap.

Broken!

This is embarrassing.

But it is also an opportunity!
"Ah, look at my clumsiness, I broke this cup, this set of cups will not be perfect if one is broken, I will ask someone to change it now!"

As she said that, she was about to run away with oil on the soles of her feet.

However, as soon as she reached the door, she took a few steps back, sat down beside Shen Yi again, and smiled coquettishly: "I just thought about it, the moon waxes and wanes, and regrets are sometimes a kind of beauty. The servants will give you another cup!"

Song Ying glanced at her, and couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Obviously, she didn't expect that she could speak horizontally and vertically.

Meng Ci was in dire straits, and he, the instigator, was still in the mood to laugh, so she immediately got angry and gave Song Ying a hard look.

Song Ying snapped open the folding fan in her hand, and was about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, when she heard Sister Ling's crisp voice: "Miss Nan, this brothel is not the place you should come to, as I said earlier, Young Master Song is There is no Mr. Meng who came with Mr. Shen, why don't you believe it!"

As soon as Sister Ling's words fell, Nan Ge appeared at the door in a fierce red dress, the whip in his hand was about to move, and he looked fiercely at the few people in the room.

(End of this chapter)