I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 93 I want to bet with him!

Shadow's poker face trembled, and a little excitement could be heard in his flat tone: "Young Master, why don't I avoid it for a while!"

He had already shown his face in front of people last time, but now he simply changed his tune.

Meng Ci laughed a few times, and stretched out his evil claws towards Shen Yi.

Shen Yi himself knew how to change his face, and according to Meng Ci's request, he became a guard with a beard, a dull complexion, and thick eyebrows like Crayon Shin-chan.

The only thing that is hard to change is the pair of eyes, even on such an ordinary face, they seem to gather all the colors in the world, dazzling and unforgettable.

As for the beard...

The hair of the cut shadow is sticky.

Xiaolu and Meng Ci went behind the screen and asked, "What set meal does the young master want?"

"Dignified and virtuous!"

Xiaolu looked embarrassed.

You have nothing to do with these four words recently!

Meng Ci waved his hand: "Then the flirtatious bastards will go away and be careless. It's time to test your skills!"

Shen Yi was adjusting her clothes, when she saw a red figure turn out from behind the screen, the west slanting sunlight fell on her body through the window lattice, she was covered with a halo, as if coming from the ultimate light, Lian Step lightly and fall into this mortal land.

Let all the exquisite furnishings in this house be overshadowed.

But when you get closer, you will find that she is not an angel, but an evildoer who walks on the edge of good and evil. Her red lips are so colorful that they seem to be stained with blood.

There is a layer of red eye shadow on the end of the raised eyes, the eyes are flowing, seductive and pure coexist.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and this woman who didn't know whether she was a fairy or a demon jumped in front of Shen Yi like a rabbit, shook her waist triumphantly, and raised her eyebrows: "How about it, brother, I am so orderly, like a Women, it's absolutely fine to confuse the real with the fake!"

The paralyzed shadow avoided his sight.

This picture is paired with this rough male voice, exciting!

Shen Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were as dark as ink. He took out a veil and threw it on Meng Ci's face: "Cover it up!"

Meng Ci let out a disappointment.

Isn't it good looking?

Little green is not good at this craft!

She covered the veil, only showing a pair of eyes, looked at the bronze mirror, and praised: "It's better to have a good eye, so it has a more cloudy and foggy charm."

"People can't help but want to see the true face, or how to put it, wanting to show off is the highest level of provocativeness!"

Shadow slander: It's not that you have good eyesight, it's because the pavilion master thinks your eyes are hot, so I want you to keep them out of the way!You see, the pavilion master doesn't even want to take a look.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the room, and Meng Ci's breathing was clear and shallow, but it sounded like a drum beating to Shen Yi's ears.

He turned his gaze to the gradually reddening sun outside the window, which was about to fall into the horizon, and asked, "What exactly are you going to do?"

Meng Ci sat down on the stool in a big way, with his legs crossed at 180 degrees, and in a rough voice: "When the sun goes down, we will shed our golden cicadas, Xiaolu, you can go and ask now if the master has come back ?”

Shadow has always been reticent, but now he couldn't help but say: "Master, your voice will make people kneel..."

Kneeling and crying, I lost my sight.

Meng Ci winked at him, and changed into a soft voice: "Don't worry, you can do all the tricks!"

Shadow's legs almost went limp.

After nightfall, the hustle and bustle of the day in the east of the city gradually dissipated, like a pot of boiling water, after the fire under the stove was removed, it gradually returned to calm.

In the city of Kyoto, the northern part is a rich area, the west is a commercial area, the south is where civilians live, and the east is a place where the three religions and nine streams gather.

The night was thick, and the full moon was sealed by thick dark clouds, without a trace of light.

The lights on the long street are dim, and occasionally newcomers are in a hurry, anxious to go home.

Dong's footsteps are already approaching, and the cold air is bubbling up from the ground, rushing from the soles of the feet all the way to the Tianling Gai, making people unable to help but shrink their heads.

Everything is returning to quiet, except for one place, which is the largest underground casino in the east of the city - Bole Casino.

The facade of this gambling house is old, and one of the red lanterns hanging at the entrance has a hole, and the candles are often blown out by the wind not long after they are lit.

The host doesn't care.

Those who come here for fun don't care about this, even if the door is lit with will-o'-the-wisps, the gamblers will still rush over like moths.

As the night grew darker, the noise in the casino could knock down the old and decayed roof.

The woman in red jumped up from the carriage, moved her jade feet lightly, and when she walked under the lantern, a gust of cold wind whizzed by, the crumbling flames went out, and the surroundings were dim, only the lights leaking from the casino.

There was a smile on the corner of her scarlet mouth, she raised her foot, and kicked open the half-closed door with a bang.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a dazzling red figure striding towards the door, like a fire burning in the dark night, enchanting and domineering, and the smile at the end of the eyes was shockingly beautiful.

As she walked, the tail of the red dress curled around her feet, like a woven red cloud.

As she walked, the noisy casino gradually quieted down, and all the men's eyes fell on her fascinated.

The woman's face was covered with a tulle, so that people could not see her true face.

But the more so, the more itchy and unbearable.

Those eyes were sticky, dirty and malicious, Shen Yi frowned fiercely, his fingers slightly bent.

At this time, Meng Ci said in a low voice: "Brother, if you can't bear it, you will make trouble!"

She came here today because she has business to do.

Among the list provided by Shen Yi, there was a man nicknamed Jiuzhi that caught Mengci's attention, and this person was mentioned in the book.

He is good at and likes to imitate human handwriting, and makes a living by it.

Most of the imitation of handwriting is not a good thing, either it is helping some local hooligans to hook up with girls from good families, or it is fighting in the mansion, use this as evidence.

Jiuzhi has always lived in a low-key way in a place like the east of the city. Only those who know the way very well know that he has such a craft.

But he has one biggest problem, he likes to gamble!
Moreover, he is extremely addicted to gambling. His broken little finger was cut off because he borrowed money from the gambling shop and failed to pay it back within the stipulated time.

Meng Ci remembered that it should be in the middle and late stages of the book. Murong Feng once used this pawn to hit the prince hard, accusing him of colluding with generals in an attempt to plot rebellion.

Shen Yi mentioned before that Murong Feng set up such a situation, and probably killed Jiuzhi long ago to avoid future troubles.

Meng Ci didn't think so.

Such an easy-to-use chess piece, it's a pity to waste it like this, and in the current game, Murong Feng is hiding behind, and the superficial manipulator is Hu Pai.

He won't make a fuss, and he certainly hasn't let the important people around him touch him directly.

Jiuzhi must still be alive, but the capital is so big, it's not easy to catch a mouse hiding in the ground, the only solution for now is to lure the snake out of its hole!

The clerk of the gambling shop saw the graceful figure of the red shadow approaching, seductive and pure, with an air of nobility that made people dare not look directly at him.

The red shadow walked up to him, smiled coquettishly, with a hook in his tone: "Tell your shopkeeper to come out, I want to bet with him!"

(End of this chapter)