The villain is ruthless

Chapter 228 The Stunning Oiran (VIII)

The slightly light body bumped into his arms, soft and warm, filled with a slight sweet fragrance, like the budding osmanthus in early autumn, the fragrance is not yet strong, if there is nothing, it is fascinating.

The man paused for a moment, touched the girl's slightly drunk and crimson cheek, and tightened his fingers slightly.

Turning around to look at the others, he said lightly, "Tonight, it must be her."

His voice was very weak, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains after the rain.

Zhongren, who was still fighting for him, was dumbfounded and looked at him stupidly, never expecting that he would choose such a useless little girl.

Or a drunken alcoholic.

This……

"Mr. Mi," Wen Shu's body froze for a moment, she looked at him in surprise, her eyes fell on Jiang Zhu, who was unconscious, her eyes flashed faint jealousy, and she blocked his way without thinking, " What you are holding in your arms is my younger sister, she already has someone she likes, and she came to the building today just to drink away her sorrows, you can't take her away."

Wen Shu's words were high-sounding, how could the man she fell in love with take advantage of Jiang Zhu first.

Wen Shu stood where she was, raised her hand to touch her face, it was still so smooth and moist, how could Mr. Mi see her...

If Mr. Mi had a relationship with Jiang Zhu under her nose, she would absolutely not agree.

The woman turned her head, revealing a coquettish and gorgeous face, like a poppy flower in full bloom, full of charm everywhere.

"You... what did you say?" Wen Shu opened her eyes wide and looked at Mr. Mi in disbelief, not believing that he had actually said those words.

The door of the room was closed gently, and the sound of extremely low footsteps fell beside her. Jiang Zhu opened his eyes a little with difficulty, and saw a black figure that was a little familiar while he was staggering.

"Mi, Mr. Mi..." She took a deep breath, still refused to give up easily, and continued to find reasons: "My sister is young, and she is still drunk, you'd better not treat her..."

What she said was righteous, as if Mr. Mi had done something to Jiang Zhu, just to take advantage of others' danger, so that he could not get on the stage.

Bustard was on the sidelines dealing with other guests, saying that although Mr. Mi has already chosen the one he likes, there are still many other young masters waiting for the guests. Instead of staring at Mr. Mi, it is better to spend the night with other young masters.

The man ignored her, let out a cold sneer in his throat, and left without looking back while holding Jiang Zhu in his arms.

Although she has traveled over here, she does as the Romans do, and her 18-year career as a female queen makes her especially concerned about a man's first time.

That doesn't look like the eyes of a famous brothel actress.

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Being ridiculed about sexual intercourse by a man she just fell in love with is a woman who can't stand it, not to mention her soul is still from modern times.

His long and narrow eyes were slightly drooped, and looking up from the bottom, one could clearly see the light in his pupils, which seemed to contain the cold light of stars, scorching one's heart and lungs like a sharp sword, and did not put her in his eyes at all.

Unexpectedly, he fell from upstairs.

"A sensual person is worthy of telling me this." The man said lightly, and directly tore off her fig leaf.

She said it firmly, as if she had a good relationship with Jiang Zhu.

She thought that such a reminder would make Mr. Mi weigh up who he should really follow.

"Water..." I want to drink water...

Of course, other sons are not free.

Wen Shu had a feeling of being slapped in the face, and an unprecedented sense of shame hit her heart, wishing to find a crack in the ground and get down.

"Master Mi!" Wen Shu clenched her fists, staring at him obsessively and unwillingly, "If you want to take my sister away, as her eldest sister, I will follow, otherwise you will never want to take her away."

"Third Princess," a gentle voice sounded from behind, "It's late at night, it's time to go back to the palace."

But she forgot, there is no such thing as a man on the stage in the brothel.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't stop at all, and continued to walk forward, as if he didn't hear her words.

Naturally, Wen Shu couldn't just watch Mr. Mi leave, she quickly caught up with the man, "Mr. Mi probably doesn't know my identity yet, I am the daughter of the prime minister's mansion. If you want to take my sister away, it's not that bad." easy."

She unconsciously raised her hand to grab the clothes, trying to take off the annoying coat, the hair on her forehead was soaked in sweat.

mistress...

Jiang Zhu vaguely felt that she was drunk, but she didn't think too much about it. Even if she was drunk, she could still find a place to rest with the young man around her.

Thin lips parted lightly, and said word by word: "What about the daughter of the prime minister's mansion?"

A red figure came out from the corner of the second floor, silently looking at the direction Wen Shu left, with a trace of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

She smelled a cold fragrance, which gave people an inexplicable sense of security, and then fell asleep. She vaguely remembered being taken to the wing. She struggled to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them no matter what. Her mouth was very dry. The skirt was also wrapped around her body in a mess, making her hot and uncomfortable, and she could only make a shallow humming sound in her throat.

The guests looked at Mr. Mi unwillingly, thinking that he had chosen the wrong one, and when they got on the bed, he knew that the weak little girl couldn't satisfy him at all.

Impossible... She just made too much noise last night.

She deliberately emphasized the words "daughter of the prime minister's mansion", for fear that Mr. Mi might not have heard clearly.

However, when she met the man's cold gaze, she felt a chill in her heart, knowing that Mr. Mi had seen her true face, and her face instantly turned pale.

The man finally stopped, stood at the top of the steps, turned his head quietly, and looked down at Wen Shu, who looked down with eagerness.

The man glanced at her without changing his face, with vague disgust in his eyes, he didn't pay attention to what she said, and walked upstairs with Jiang Zhu in his arms.

Wen Shu took a deep breath, not daring to stay any longer, and fled Luoshen Tower in a panic.

But the rules of Luoshenlou are like this. Since Mr. Mi has become the oiran of Luoshenlou, he has the right to choose the guests, not to mention that the girl he took away also spent a lot of money on him.

After all, there are more than a dozen beautiful men in the yard, and she wants to treat them equally, but Mr. Mi sees her clearly.

Wen Shu's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but backed away, feeling that if she took another step forward, she might get into big trouble.

She lowered her hands, looked intently, and after seeing the face of the person clearly, she let out a breath, "It's you..."

"Why are you here?" Jiang Zhufu closed his eyes again, and said in a small voice, "Aren't you...you're out there to choose...the oiran..."

Hearing her words, the visitor took two steps forward, looked at her with downcast eyes, and said nothing.

Jiang Zhu was already a little drunk, seeing him ignoring him, he was not in the mood to say anything more to him, "You...you are from the brothel, I will stay here tonight...pay me tomorrow, don't do anything to me Move your feet..." After finishing speaking, he fell down completely.

(End of this chapter)