General is a Villain

There was a gentle breeze under the night.

A wind blew through the lantern in front of the door, swaying gently, and the red light scattered around.

Yi Xiaoqiao was sitting against the railing on the second floor. Downstairs, she was performing a song and dance. The woman's gentle posture was like a soft boneless seaweed, swaying gently in the sea. She looked at her small waist and wanted to pinch it.

Not to mention those smelly men who don't understand the customs, their eyes are green, and they want to peel them off on the spot.

Except for one person, of course.

Yi Xiaoqiao sipped his wine and glanced at Zhuqing coolly: "you're not interested in this beauty. What are you doing here?"

Zhu Qing glanced sideways at her: "it's not because of you. If you didn't want to come, I wouldn't come to such a foul place."

"What is miasma? This place is so nice. Look at that beauty. How does she look? Do you want me to choose one for you and I'll invite you?" Yi Xiaoqiao blinked and asked.

Zhu Qing glanced at the beauty mentioned by Yi Xiaoqiao and spit out a word ruthlessly: "ugly."

"Ugly?" Yi Xiaoqiao thought for a moment and pointed to the girl dancing downstairs: "what about that one on the stage? She has a beautiful face and good figure. It's said that she only works but not sells herself. It's also good to find such a beauty to drink and chat with you."

Chat?

Zhuqing frowned: "I want to chop bamboo."

"...." Yi Xiaoqiao was silent - he was a bamboo splitting demon or something. He really didn't understand the amorous feelings.

"It's getting late." Zhuqing frowned at her: "you should go back."

Yi Xiaoqiao holds her head and hangs on the railing bored. She also wants to go back and rest, but there is still someone she doesn't want to see in the room.

He kept on forgiving, but when it came to the end, Yi Xiaoqiao was still sour when he and other women were in love. It was not good to think about it. If you let her go back to face Mu Yi'an now, you might as well let her find a place to make do for the night. Anyway, she didn't want to go back.

Yi Xiaoqiao handed over the wine cup.

Zhuqing poured her a glass of wine.

Yi Xiaoqiao took a sip and tasted it. The taste was a little different: "do you want to change my wine..."

Her eyes met and her voice stopped suddenly.

Those eyes are too familiar and contain too many things. Even though his appearance is slightly different at this time, Yi Xiaoqiao recognized him at a glance - Mu Yian.

He looked down at her, lifted her hand holding the wine cup, poured her a glass of wine, and whispered, "the daughter here is too red. Drinking this is good for your health."

The considerate words showed endless tenderness, but they fell in Yi Xiaoqiao's ears, which made her shiver. She drank it with her glass and didn't even dare to look at him again: "how did you come here?"

"Come and find someone." Muyian took her hand again and poured her wine.

The wine rippled in circles in the glass, just like Yi Xiaoqiao's heart at this time. It was rippled with endless ripples, spreading in circles and without end. She pursed her lips and stared at Mu Yi'an.

"Drink." Mu Yian winked at her.

Yi Xiaoqiao was in a panic. He didn't think much. He looked up and drank. His eyes were red and said, "the wine you brought is stronger than his daughter's red. Spicy people's eyes hurt."

"Really?" Mu Yi'an took her hand and poured a glass of wine. This time, he didn't let her drink, but sent it to his lips. His lips were close to her residual lip prints and poured the wine into his mouth. He deeply twisted his eyebrows: "it's really a little spicy."

Soft words fell into his ears, and Yi Xiaoqiao pulled back his hand like an electric shock.

The wine cup took off his hand and fell uncontrollably, jingling to the ground, just as Yi Xiaoqiao's heart fell to the ground at this time, broken in pieces.

She stared at Mu Yi'an and bit her teeth. She wanted to question him, but facing his eyes, she found that she couldn't say a word. She turned around and went downstairs like the wind and left the brothel directly.

She walked all the way, he followed all the way, not close, but not far away.

This is a brothel street. Although Yi Xiaoqiao is wearing men's clothes, he is too thin after all. At a glance, he seems to have a desire to love. Most of the men who come here are for fun, and some are not taboo by men and women. Like Yi Xiaoqiao, who is delicate and weak, he is really easy to be stared at.

As far as I could see, two or three people had cast unfriendly eyes on her.

Mu Yi'an frowned, stepped up to keep up with her, took her in his arms.

"Let go of me." Yi Xiaoqiao struggled.

Mu Yi'an held her down, hugged her tightly in his arms, swept his eyes around, and saw those people take back their eyes. He changed his hug to holding, and walked quickly holding her hand.

"You let go of me." Yi Xiaoqiao was a little annoyed. She didn't know what was wrong with her. When she thought of Jinghong's glance at him and Yi Zhen hugging, and now holding herself like this, she felt her hands were dirty and wanted to wash her hands.

Mu Yi'an held her hand without giving her a chance to resist.

Yi Xiaoqiao struggled hard and his wrists turned red until he returned to the inn. Instead, he dragged him into the room.

"Mu Yian, what do you want to do!" Yi Xiaoqiao was thrown on the bed by him. He wanted to get up for the first time, but he rushed over and trapped her in the bed. She stared at Mu Yian: "dare you touch me!"

Mu Yi lived in peace and looked down at her. His eyes were cold. He swept her face, stroked her little face with his fingertips, found the trace behind her ears, tore it with force, and the easy face on her face was completely torn off.

Yi Xiaoqiao had a little pain. His little face was twisted and wrinkled into a small steamed stuffed bun.

The cool fingertips caressed her eyebrows and eyes, and Mu Yi'an's face softened: "why?"

"What? Why?" Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at him: "can you get up first? What's the matter with me?"

Mu Yi'an didn't get up and just grabbed her little chin: "you know I'm here. Why didn't you come in and leave? And why did you go to that place? Did you deliberately annoy me?"

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Mu Yi'an, you look up to yourself too much. In order to annoy you, who do you think you are?"

Mu Yi'an said coldly, "Yi Xiaoqiao, don't talk like that. I'll really be angry."

"Then you have a baby." Yi Xiaoqiao raised his head: "don't be angry. Even if you have children, it has nothing to do with me. Would you please leave my room?"

Facing her indifferent eyes, Mu Yi'an's heart hurt uncontrollably. He pursed his lips and suddenly smiled: "Yi Xiaoqiao, you are angry, right? You are jealous. When you see me with Yi Zhen, you deliberately find someone to annoy me."

"Yes, I went to that place on purpose to annoy you!" Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly smiled, pushed away Mu Yian, straightened his clothes and said, "you didn't mean to be angry with me. You and she are sincere."