Immortal Loves Cat Also

As soon as Qingwu asked about the direction of the theater, the waiter's face became a little stiff and hesitated for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Qingwu frowned slightly, "you don't know where the theater is?"

"No, no, no!" Xiao Er quickly shook his head, shook his head and felt it was wrong, so he quickly nodded: "Xiao knows the direction of the theater, but... Just my boss is not necessarily in the theater!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he said simply.

"Didn't you say he was in the theater?" Qingwu's eyebrows screwed up completely.

Looking at the waiter's mouth and continuing to say something, she interrupted him with a voice: "forget it, tell me where he will be. I'll find it myself."

Hearing the impatience in her tone, the waiter sighed and said, "go north, girl. Go to the street full of colored silk. At this time, the street with the least people is right. There is a flower building called Xiyuan. The girl will find my boss there."

"Well, thank you." Qingwu nodded and left here with his toes a little.

The waiter looked at the direction Qingwu left and finally sighed. He stood in place with a distressed expression for a while. Finally, he shook his head and turned to continue cleaning the yard. The master's business should be distressed by himself.

Qingwu followed the direction of Xiaoer's finger and soon found the street Xiaoer said. At the corner of the street, Qingwu stopped and slightly twisted the center of his eyebrows.

The tip of the nose is full of strong fat and powder smell. She had smelled it on Duan Ziling and peony, but at that time, the fat and powder smell on the two little girls was not very heavy. She didn't care, but now this street is full of this smell. She really... Doesn't like it.

Qingwu wrinkled his nose and thought he wouldn't go in, but his stomach grunted before he turned away.

"Forget it, I'd better go in and have a look." Qingwu touched his stomach and remembered his purpose of looking for Lei Yuan. He still went in.

When I found the Xiyuan mentioned by the waiter, the Xiyuan opened the door. Occasionally, several men came out of the door, together with several colorful daughters. While waving a handkerchief, I said, "young master, go slowly. Remember to come often ~"

Qingwu stood and watched several such plays before someone turned to her.

"This... Girl?" The woman in Pink Tulle gave a meal and smiled frivolously: "are you looking for someone here?"

"How do you know?" Qingwu looked at her curiously. When she smelled the overnight wine on her, she subconsciously stepped back.

Her movements fell into the woman's eyes. The woman's expression remained unchanged, but her smile deepened. She waved her handkerchief and said slowly: "look, the girl is not in our business, but you appear here again. In addition to looking for someone, can it be that... The girl will come to sell herself?"

"Sell yourself?" A vague idea flashed in Qingwu's mind, so fast that she couldn't catch it.

"Well, sell yourself." The woman revolved around Qingwu and looked at her. Suddenly, she reached out to pull her cloak and wanted to pull off her hood.

Qingwu dodged first.

"What are you doing?" Qingwu asked in a deep voice, with some displeasure in his voice.

The woman's eyes made her feel very uncomfortable, not to mention that the woman wanted to reach out and pull off her hood.

"What are you doing?" The woman picked her willow eyebrows slightly, took back her hand stretched out in the air, covered her lips with a handkerchief and giggled: "naturally, it's to see how you look and how much you can sell."