At first there was a curtain hanging down at the door to cover it, so the fat man couldn't see clearly who was shouting outside for a while.
He thought it was the steward of Ling Ou Xiangli, and just as he frowned and was about to scold him, he saw a fair and beautiful boy in blue walking out from between the fluttering pink gauze curtains.
Wen Xiaoyun strode into the cubicle and frowned slightly as she looked at Miss Tong'er who was curled up in a ball on the ground.
She raised her hand, touched the tip of her brow, and then suddenly smiled, "Everyone, I'm disturbing your enjoyment. I was passing by online when I heard the young masters listening to music and composing lyrics. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I came in rudely. Please don't Strange."
Originally, Wu Niang was also frightened by Wen Xiaojun's shout. She thought that the two newbies who were new to Ling Ou Xiang were ignorant and had a sense of justice, so they drew their swords to help when there was injustice.
She was about to step forward to persuade him, but she saw Wen Xiaoyun suddenly changed the title and topic. She didn't know what he wanted, so she was stunned for a moment.
Also stunned were the gangsters in the cubicle.
What is this about this pretty boy with a tactless tongue?
"Wu Niang," the fat man twisted his thick neck and stared at Wu Niang, "Is this one of your Ling Ou Xiang people too?"
Wu Niang smiled dryly and said, "Wang, Mr. Wang misunderstood. These two are indeed new guests."
After saying that, Wen Xiaoyun didn't wait for them to continue talking, and immediately took over the conversation, and bowed to the fat man with cupped hands, "Young Master Wang, I have long admired your name. I heard this Qin Ji write a poem for a long time, and it's not as good as you, Master, reciting casually." The sentence is concise and powerful yet exquisite and insightful. It is just a few common words, which are suitable for this situation. Just like swordsmanship, the best swordsmanship is actually not those fancy jobs, but the real deal. Strength and mind. As the saying goes, if there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, there is no sword in the world that can compare with it."
In fact, the fat man could not fully understand Wen Xiaoyun's nonsense.
But he finally understood something, that no matter what evil intentions this pretty boy had hidden before, he was scared when he saw him for the first time.
Thinking of this, the fat man became inexplicably happy.
Once I'm in a good mood, I have the time to carefully examine this pretty face and appearance.
Unexpectedly, after looking at him like this, the fat man's eyes suddenly lit up.
He suddenly felt that the young man in blue who appeared in front of him had a small face, delicate facial features, red lips and white teeth. Coupled with her thin and slender body, she was clearly a beauty pretending to be a beauty.
He heard that Ling Ou Xiang always had all kinds of new and rare tricks, but he didn’t expect that there would be a little beauty in disguise this time~
This routine is much fresher and more exciting than the piano girl pretending to be innocent~
The fat man watched Wen Xiaoyun rub her hands together in envy, but in a blink of an eye he saw another man in white walking out of the curtain behind him.
The beautiful aura surrounding the man in white almost made him, a hungry pervert, spit out nosebleeds.
He couldn't help but gasp, and with just one glance at Bai Yao, he completely forgot about the tomboy in blue.
It can be said that people have to compete with each other, and goods have to be thrown away. Although this man in white is really tall, but with that face, even the Qin girl just now and the boy in blue now are not the same. Other people's opponents.
Compared with this one, the man in blue just now was a pure man, with no possibility of being a woman.
Except for the fat man, the other lustful evil spirits in the room also had the same idea.
They had never seen such stunning beauty in a brothel. Almost drooling.
Wen Xiaoyun at this time:...
Although she couldn't hear what the gangsters in the room were saying, she could understand what they were thinking just from the way they looked at her and then at Bai Ya.
Although she was also proud of Bai Yao's beauty, there was something wrong with the feeling of being outnumbered by comparison every minute.
She coughed lightly and said with a sneer: "My lord, in order to express my admiration for you, can you let me try this match that Qin Ji can't match up with next time?"
The fat man kept looking at Bai Yao, from his face to his figure, and even his slender and beautiful hands. He was so greedy that he swallowed several times.
He raised his feet and let go of Qin Ji Tong'er who was lying on the ground. He rubbed his hands and walked towards Bai Yao with a greedy look on his face. He couldn't wait to respond: "Okay, okay, let's come together if you want to play~"
Wen Xiaoyun reluctantly resisted the urge to step forward and slap him a few times, and walked up to Bai Ya calmly, trying to block the dirty and disgusting sight of others.
She raised her chin slightly, looked down upon everyone, and said in a serious tone, "We are all male monkeys here."
When the fat man heard this, he immediately raised his head and laughed proudly, "Haha, you little brat has a sweet mouth. Our grandpas are not much richer than those dukes and counts."
Wen Xiaoyun sneered and crossed his arms, staring at the fat man and smiling coldly.
The fat man smiled, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked back at his companions, only to find that their expressions had turned ugly.
