After waiting for about two-quarters of an hour, Miao's mother came back and said, "Mr. Zhu, you are invited. Madam Lan Ning is dressed up. It seems that she values you."
Zhu Ming was so happy and excited that he could finally let Mrs. Lan Ning look at me seriously.
Mother Miao led Zhu Ming up to the second floor, to a more elegant and wider room, opened the door and led Zhu Ming in.
Zhu Ming's heart was pounding as he stepped over the threshold. He felt that every step he took was one step closer to Lan Ning, and his heart beat violently.
He mustered up the courage to raise his head, thinking that he would be able to see Lan Ning immediately, but there was no sign of Lan Ning as far as his eyes could see. After looking around, he realized that this room was much wider than the room he lived in.
In front of you is a vermilion carved lacquer table, covered with brocade cloth, and several chairs. There is a circular railing directly in front, with a bead curtain hanging on it. You can vaguely see a graceful figure inside.
Miao's mother saw Zhu Ming's bewildered look and whispered in his ear: "Ms. Lan Ning is a courtesan. When we meet for the first time, we have to face each other across the curtain. This is the rule. It depends on whether she is willing to come out to see you." What a blessing."
When Zhu Ming heard this, he felt that through the bead curtain, he would not be too embarrassed and make a fool of himself. At this moment, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
Zhu Ming sat down, and after Miao's mother asked the maid to bring a pot of wine, she walked out and closed the door.
The incense burner in the house curled up, and the smoke from the burner looked like red clouds under the light.
Zhu Ming smelled a delicate fragrance in his nose. He didn't know whether the fragrance was the smell of the stove incense or the smell of Lan Ning's body. Looking at the beautiful figure behind the bead curtain, he had a thousand words in his heart to say to that beautiful person, But he couldn't say a word.
It was quiet like this, neither of them spoke. After a while, Lan Ning's pleasant voice came: "Sir, are you mute?"
Zhu Ming quickly responded: "No."
Lan Ning asked: "Then why don't you speak?"
After Zhu Ming pondered for a while, he said, "I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know where to start."
Lan Ning probably found these words interesting and couldn't help but giggle.
With this smile, Zhu Ming immediately felt a little lost. Lan Ning smiled and said, "Then just say it one sentence at a time."
Say it sentence by sentence? I like you to the core! I think about you every night! I am willing to work hard for you! I am willing to dig out my heart and give it to you...
It's just that there are many things he wants to say in his heart, but he can't say a word.
Lan Ning waited, but was met with silence from the young master. Lan Ning did not ask further questions, but asked with a smile: "Does the young master come to this brothel often?"
Zhu Ming didn't notice for a moment and blurted out: "I don't come often."
Lan Ning said "Oh", "No wonder I feel you are a little nervous."
As a courtesan, Lan Ning has never seen anyone, so her eyesight is naturally extraordinary.
The young master did not introduce himself when he came in, nor did he talk to himself fluently. Instead, he kept asking him questions, acting very reserved.
At first glance, she didn't look like a "serious person" who frequented brothels, which made her a little interested.
What's more important is to guess her lantern riddle correctly. You must know that if you can't guess it, you will be punished by running naked in front of others, which requires courage.
There are many people who are brave, but there are very few who are also smart and thoughtful.
Lan Ning already had a preconceived impression of this young master.
"Ms. Lan Ning, you are as beautiful as a fairy. I'm... I'm a little nervous."
Lan Ning smiled and said: "Master, don't be nervous, Lan Ning is not a monster and can't eat you."
Zhu Ming said hurriedly: "Of course Madam Lan Ning is not a monster. Madam Lan Ning, you are a fairy, a noble fairy."
Lan Ning smiled sweetly and said: "Just now, I thought you couldn't speak, sir, but I didn't expect that the words you said were so touching."
Hearing Lan Ning praise him, Zhu Ming's face immediately turned red and he couldn't speak.
Seeing that he was speechless again, Lan Ning smiled and said, "Didn't you say it well just now? Why are you so nervous again? Let's do this. I'll play a piano for you. Sir, can you treat this as your home?"
Zhu Ming responded quickly: "Okay, okay."
Lan Ning was used to his nervousness and uncertainty. In her opinion, such a special young master should be cherished even more.
"Sir, please listen to Lan Ning's music!"
Lan Ning played the piano with her slender fingers. As an courtesan, she was naturally good at playing the piano. The sound of the piano was faint and beautiful in this late night. There was gentleness and tenderness in the sound, but also a bit of enthusiasm and unrestrainedness.
Lan Ning does not play this song "Fang Meets" easily to others, but it is actually a hint to this young master.
This young master left a very good impression on her. She didn't like people who were eloquent, nor did she like people who were knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Instead, she liked him who was a little reserved, a little taciturn, a little reserved, and a little giving. People can't help but feel nervous.
It's a pity that Zhu Ming doesn't know the title of the music, and he can't appreciate the implicit hint of the woman in the music. He only has one thought in his mind - Lan Ning plays the piano for me, she belongs to me.
After finishing the song, Lan Ning asked softly: "Sir, how do you like this song?"
Zhu Ming got carried away for a moment and said loudly: "It sounds good! It sounds good!"
Lan Ning was slightly disappointed when he heard the words. Could it be that he couldn't tell, or pretended not to know, and asked: "Besides that it sounds good, what else does the young master think?"
Zhu Ming couldn't tell what he was hearing, and muttered, "This..."
This move made Lan Ning think that he was hesitant to speak, but he actually liked it a little, "Young Master, it's okay to just say it. I want to know if a wonderful person like Young Master also has a wonderful heart."
Zhu Ming was extremely happy, and Lan Ning praised me as a wonderful person! He stood up immediately with excitement, almost pouring out his admiration and longing for Acacia on the spot.
Zhu Ming's action of standing up made Lan Ning think that this was his expression, and he actually opened the bead curtain and walked out. In his life, there are only three people who have opened the curtain for the first time in their lives.
Lan Ning's steps are like a fairy, and her posture is like Chang'e.
Zhu Ming peeked at her countless times, but this was the first time he was so close to her. Looking at her, a stunning face exploded in his mind, and he felt dizzy and almost unsteady.
Zhu Ming looked at her, and Lan Ning's beautiful eyes also drifted towards Zhu Ming. No wonder he could guess my lantern riddles with such a dignified appearance, and he saluted her: "Lan Ning is polite."
Lan Ning saw that Zhu Ming was stupid and didn't return the gift, so he didn't blame him and walked closer.
Zhu Ming watched her move closer to him step by step. It seemed as if there was an overwhelming invisible pressure covering him. His breathing became more and more stagnant, until finally he felt it was difficult to even take a breath.
In front of Lan Ning's noble elegance, she felt extremely inferior and worshiped her, and had a ridiculous idea in her mind - kneeling down towards her.
Lan Ning knew the influence of his appearance on men, but Mr. Zhu behaved too rudely, but he still did not blame him and said, "Sir, you are dressed elegantly, you should be a scholar, right?"
