"Jianjia, let's go."
Song Ruyue didn't hesitate and directly pulled Miss Qin into another room.
Seeing this, Bai Ling immediately followed and said, "Madam, let me massage you."
Immediately, the door was closed.
Xia Chan was the only one left outside the door.
Xia Chan paused at the door and looked at the first room.
The door is not closed.
Xiaodie was standing in the door, blinking at her.
The two looked at each other.
Xiaodie was a little embarrassed, so she had to say: "Sister Xia Chan, come in, the bed is very big, I won't bully you."
Xia Chan withdrew her gaze, walked to the door of the second room, turned around, and leaned against the wall next to her, with her arms folded across her chest and the sword in her arms, standing motionless.
After a while.
Luo Qingzhou walked out of the room, took her hand and said: "Come on, go in and rest, why are you standing here?"
Xia Chan immediately clenched the sword in her hand and looked at him with cold eyes.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but pull and push her into the room and closed the door.
The room quickly became quiet.
Not long after, the door of the next room slowly opened.
Bailing poked his head out furtively, opened his smart eyes, and peeked at the door and the corridor outside. Then he turned his head and said, "Madam, Chanchan was really tricked into the room by my uncle."
Song Ruyue narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "I'm sorry that boy doesn't dare to do anything wrong."
Bai Ling said: "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe Chan Chan will fall for the bait with my uncle's sweet words?"
"Hmph, is Chan'er that stupid?"
Song Ruyue snorted coldly, paused, and suddenly stood up from the bed and said, "That girl looks really stupid."
The two of them left the room together and listened at the door for a while. When they saw that there was no movement, they immediately moved closer, leaning against the door, hunched over, sticking out their buttocks, and continued to eavesdrop with breathless concentration.
There was silence in the room.
The two of them kept the same posture and listened for a while. When they were about to straighten up, they suddenly heard a crisp "pop" sound coming from the room.
Immediately, the sound of "Pah! Pah! Pah!" was heard endlessly.
Song Ruyue's expression suddenly changed.
Bai Ling opened his eyes wide.
At this time, Xiaodie's panting voice suddenly came from inside: "Sister Xia Chan... hurry, come and help me..."
Then Xia Chan's voice came from inside again: "Oh."
Song Ruyue was furious and banged against the door.
The door was unlocked and was knocked open.
Song Ruyue's eyes widened angrily and she said, "Stop it, kid! Let go of my Chan'er!"
Bai Ling also immediately put his head in and looked inside with wide eyes.
Xiaodie was standing in front of the window with her hands raised and her clothes neatly arranged, looking at them in astonishment.
Xia Chan held the hilt of the sword and stood next to her, with a look of doubt on her cold and pretty face.
The air suddenly became silent.
Xiaodie suddenly pointed to the top of her head and said: "Sister Xia Chan, there, hurry up!"
"Bang!"
With a flash of cold light, the sword came out of the body!
A mosquito flying in mid-air was split into two in an instant!
Xia Chan put away her sword and looked towards the door.
Xiaodie then asked weakly: "Madam, what...what's wrong?"
Song Ruyue froze at the door and said nonchalantly: "I'm fighting... mosquitoes."
Then he turned around and searched the whole room, and said with a puzzled face: "Where is Qingzhou? Didn't you see him come in just now?"
Xiaodie said respectfully: "After the master brought Sister Xia Chan in, he went out and said he would go sit in the hall. Madam, do you have anything to do with him? I will call him right now."
With that said, he was about to go out.
Song Ruyue hurriedly stopped her and said: "No, no, no need to shout. I just came to take a look, I'm afraid you won't be used to sleeping. It's okay, you continue, I'm going back to the room to rest."
After saying that, he walked out the door dejectedly and closed the door for them.
The two looked at each other at the door, both seeing the embarrassment on each other's faces, and then looked toward the hall outside the corridor.
They walked forward for a while and saw a familiar figure sitting by the window not far away.
Wearing a large Confucian robe, he is elegant and elegant, and is quietly looking at the river outside the window in a daze.
"Let's go back to the room and rest."
Song Ruyue looked at it a few more times, then retracted her gaze and turned back to the room.
Bai Ling also followed back and closed the door.
The two of them had just entered the room.
Luo Qingzhou stood up from his seat in the hall, came over, opened the door, and walked in.
Then, he closed the door and locked it.
in the room.
Xiaodie was squatting on the ground, eyes wide open, looking for the mosquito's body.
Xia Chan held the sword and stood in front of the window, looking at the river outside. After hearing the movement, she moved slightly and clenched the sword in her hand, still looking outside, motionless.
"Xiaodie, come and help the young master squeeze it."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the two of them, took off his shoes and lay on the bed.
Xiaodie said "Oh", stood up, walked to the bed, helped him hold his legs and said: "Master, Madam came just now, she seems to be afraid that you will bully Sister Xia Chan."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the pretty figure at the window and said nothing.
Xiaodie squeezed his shoulders again and whispered: "Master, how are you going to sleep at night? Sister Xia Chan won't agree to sleep with us, right?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "It's okay, there are a lot of mosquitoes here, just let her stand there and help us kill them."
As soon as he finished speaking, a chill suddenly hit him.
Luo Qingzhou looked towards the window.
Xia Chan turned her head away and looked at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes, pretending not to see it, and moaned: "It feels good... go down a little bit, go down a little bit more... try harder..."
Xiaodie muttered: "Master, this slave has already tried her best..."
Luo Qingzhou turned over and lay on the bed, saying: "Stupid, if you can't do it, go and ask your sister Xia Chan to squeeze it. She will definitely feel more comfortable than you."
Xiaodie clenched her little fist, beat his back, glanced at the window, and said weakly: "I dare not..."
Luo Qingzhou said: "What are you afraid of? She won't eat you."
Xiaodie said: "Then go and beg."
Luo Qingzhou said: "How could I, my young master, beg her for my status? You...ah!"
There was a sudden pain in his lower back, and he immediately opened his eyes and turned around.
Xia Chan didn't know when she was standing beside the bed, stretching out a hand to hold his waist, staring at him coldly with her eyes.
Xiaodie stepped aside, covering her mouth and snickering.
Luo Qingzhou quickly begged for mercy: "Let go, I've grabbed my uncle's kidney..."
Xia Chan's pretty face was cold and she stared at him for a while, then she said, "Want me to help you and give you a pat on the back?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, nodded happily and said, "Yes."
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Xia Chan suddenly raised her fist and punched his back several times.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly grinned in pain, covered his back, and twisted his body and said: "Chanchan, you are so cruel... No more... I am wrong..."
Xiaodie laughed so hard that she couldn't stand upright.
"snort!"
Xia Chan snorted coldly, turned around and returned to the window, holding her sword and looking out the window coldly, as if nothing had happened just now.
Luo Qingzhou hissed a few times, turned around and said, "Xiaodie, come up and sleep with the young master."
Xiaodie suddenly said shyly: "Master..."
Luo Qingzhou said with a straight face: "Come up."
"oh……"
Xiaodie glanced at the window, blushed and walked to the bed, took off her shoes, climbed up, and lay down in it. Her little face was hot and she begged: "Master, Sister Xia Chan is here, don't... ah !”
Xia Chan stood in front of the window and clenched the sword in her hand.
"Sir, don't..."
"Sir, be gentle, it hurts..."
Xia Chan froze in front of the window for a while, then slowly turned her head and looked over.
Luo Qingzhou knelt on the bed and was squeezing Xiaodie's shoulders. He seemed to know that she was watching, so he turned his head to meet her eyes and said, "Chanchan, do you want to come over and lie down, and let me squeeze you too?" My uncle’s technique is very exquisite.”
Xia Chan ignored him and looked out the window again.
The sunset gradually sets in the west.
Soon, it fell into the green mountains in the distance.
Night fell, and the entire river fell into darkness.
But soon, a bright moon rose into the sky.
The bright moonlight fell down, and the river water sparkled.
The cruise ship has left the shore and is traveling along the river.
The lobby on the first floor started to become lively.
The scholars gathered there and chatted eloquently.
On the stage, artists invited from Kyoto brothels were performing graceful dances, and melodious piano sounds floated in the hall.
in the room.
Xiaodie, who was squeezed comfortably by Luo Qingzhou, fell asleep from exhaustion at some point.
The little girl was almost exhausted from the bumpy carriage ride for five consecutive days.
Xia Chan still held the sword and stood motionless in front of the window.
The white moonlight spilled in from the window. Her pretty face was still as cold as ice, but there was a touch of softness between her eyebrows.
Luo Qingzhou got off the bed, put on his shoes, walked quietly behind her, stood quietly for a while, then stretched out his arms and gently hugged her slender waist from behind.
Xia Chan trembled and clenched the sword in her hand.
Luo Qingzhou pressed his whole body against her back, buried his cheek in her silky hair, and smelled her charming hair fragrance.
Xia Chan's body stiffened, and the sword in her hand trembled slightly.
Luo Qingzhou said in a low voice: "Chanchan, even if you draw your sword and kill my uncle, I still have to say one thing to you, you... smell so good."
Xia Chan's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled, and she whispered in a low voice: "Loose... let go..."
Luo Qingzhou did not let go, but held him tighter.
Suddenly, he picked her up, walked over, put her on the bed, and lay down with Xiaodie.
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand, lying there, looking at him with wide eyes, her pretty face was hot, and she said in a trembling voice: "Don't..."
"What else?"
Luo Qingzhou asked, then suddenly turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
Then he closed the door and left quickly.
Xia Chan lay there quietly, looking at the door blankly, with a look of confusion on her face.
"Squeak..."
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.
A head suddenly peeked in from the outside, eyes wide open, looking at the bed, and then at other places in the room.
Immediately, another head poked in from under the first head and looked at the bed and other places in the room.
"Madam, it seems that there are only Chanchan and Xiaodie on the bed. My uncle didn't sneak in."
"I saw."
"Do you want to wake them up?"
"Let them sleep. Once they have slept enough, they won't have to sleep together at night."
"My lady is wise."
"hehe."
"Madam, in the lobby on the first floor below, there are girls from a brothel dancing. It's so lively. Do we want to go and have a look?"
"No! A bunch of rouge and vulgar girls are swaying their butts and squinting to wink at you. It's disgusting just to look at them. What's so good about them?"
"Madam, my uncle must have gone."
Song Ruyue's expression suddenly changed, she hurriedly stood up straight and said, "Let's go! Go take a look!"
After saying that, he hurried out immediately.
Bai Ling suppressed laughter and followed behind.
The two of them walked downstairs in a hurry.
As soon as I arrived on the first floor, I heard a woman singing gracefully on the stage: "People have joys and sorrows, separation and separation, the moon waxes and wanes, this matter is difficult to solve in ancient times..."
Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed and her steps became more urgent.
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