Douluo's opening is chased by Wuhun Temple

Chapter 134 The Oiran Wants to Rebel
"A jug of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date!"

The Sydney girl savored the taste carefully, and then looked at the handsome young man who wrote the poem.

Judging from the appearance alone, the young man is about sixteen or seventeen years old (Ye Chen has experienced a lot, so he looks more mature, and his height is about 1 meters, but his actual age is only 8 years old and almost 12 years old), with a sharp face, tall and straight figure, and a calm smile, he has the demeanor of a boy in white clothes!

After everyone heard Ye Chenyin's poem, they also stood there frowning, dumbfounded, and one of them said, "Although I don't know what this poem means, but I can tell it's a good poem...!"

Ye Chen: "...."

The gray-clothed old man at the side sighed, and stood up silently. How could he be missing from the pretentious scene?
"A jug of wine in Huajian, doesn't Huajian mean a jug of wine in Huajianlou, or the wine in the hands of everyone?"

"Drinking alone?" Why can so many people say drinking alone? "Someone raised his own doubts.

"Drinking alone is not, but drinking alone. Although there are many people present, everyone's experience is different... How good is this little brother!" The old man in gray groped his goatee, savoring the taste carefully.

Ye Chen cast a grateful look at the gray-clothed old man. The gray-clothed old man is still a little level, and he understands the poems very well, pretending to be a coward in the invisible.

"No blind date, what does that mean? Is there no blind date?" Another question was raised.

"Vulgar and vulgar, no blind date refers to relatives who have not met, and it can also refer to confidantes here." The gray-clothed old man looked at the person who spoke just now with disdain, and then explained.

The Sydney girl remained silent, bit her teeth lightly, and brought the poem from her own perspective through the words of the old man in gray.

The picture of a boudoir girl drinking alone, with an indescribable feeling of depression in her heart, is vividly described by Ye Chen in just two lines of poems, and isn't this about herself?
After listening to the gray-clothed old man, everyone understood this obscure poem...

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead and photographed us on the beach!"

"Are young people nowadays so good at writing poetry?"

"That's called poetry, what some people write is shit!"

Chen Yi was drinking heavily, but ended up lying on the gun for no reason...

Ma Hongjun also had a gloomy expression on his face, the result that he was supposed to be in the limelight was silently forgotten by everyone.

Ye Chen's casually recited poems are so awesome...

"This young master's poems are written in a way that makes people feel emotional, but I don't know if they were prepared in advance, or were they blurted out?" The dark blue eyes of the Sydney girl are as deep as a vast ocean.

Ye Chen, who had met countless women, couldn't help it for a while, and sighed.

"Plum blossoms are as fragrant as plum blossoms, and people are as gods as Qiushuiyu. How can there be such a beautiful woman as Miss Sydney in the world?"

"Plum blossoms are fragrant like plum blossoms, and people are gods like Qiushuiyu?" Sydney's red lips parted slightly, and she exclaimed, Ye Chen said casually... Another wonderful sentence!
"If you can spend a night with a girl from Sydney, it will be worth a thousand dollars for a spring night!"

"One moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold!"

"What a spring night is worth a thousand dollars!" Everyone couldn't help clapping their hands, Ye Chen's words reflected the scene of Huajianlou, a place of mortals.

Doesn't Chunxiao refer to those men and women's affairs?

"Then I don't know if the young master is interested in having a spring night with me?" Xue Li smiled and said coquettishly.

"The girl put the words here, how can I disagree?!" Ye Chen smiled easily.

"Fuck, brother Chen, you are awesome. This oiran has a very strong background. It is said that she doesn't even give face to the lord of Suotuo City. I didn't expect her to meet you!" Ma Hongjun jumped up all of a sudden, more excited than Ye Chen.

"No, no, the layout is small, it's her honor to see me." Ye Chen said disapprovingly.

"Brother Chen, I only have one small request, can you promise me..." Ma Hongjun lowered his head a little embarrassed.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and put a man's ink on it if you fart?"

Ma Hongjun twitched and stuck to Ye Chen's ear and said:

"Take it easy then..."

"Get lost, what are you thinking...?" Ye Chen gave Ma Hongjun a hard look.

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"The girl in Sydney relies on her mouth to eat, so why does it hurt?..."

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"Okay, where should you go, I'll tell you the details afterwards, brother is a man of loyalty!" Ye Chenyu patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder earnestly, and signaled him, the light bulb, to get out of here...

The Sydney girl looked at Ye Chen with a smile and stretched out her hand silently. Ye Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then put his hand on it with a smile.

"Howling, howling!" Howled a group of lone wolves below.

It was the first time for them to see a Sydney girl having skin-to-skin relationship with a man, which made them very jealous!

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In the exclusive boudoir of the Sydney girl, Ye Chen and Xue Li were sitting alone on the couch, and there was a small wooden table in the middle of the Thai wood in the pavilion. There were pastries and several bottles of flower wine on the wooden table.

"Where is the young master from?" Xue Li looked at Ye Chen curiously and asked.

"Notting City, Holy Soul Village..." Ye Chen rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of an idea.

A faint scent rushed into Ye Chen's nose, making his breathing a little short...

Ye Chen felt something was wrong when he got close to the Sydney girl. This Sydney girl seemed to be a soul master, because he could feel the slight fluctuation of soul power in the Sydney girl, but the fluctuation of the soul power was a little weak...

There are only two situations, one is that the strength of the Sydney girl is very weak... The second situation is that the strength of the Sydney girl is higher than her own, and she hides her own strength and suppresses her aura...

"I don't know who the young master learned to write poetry from?" Sydney girl asked very curiously. Although he had never heard of Holy Soul Village, there must be a teacher who can write poetry in Holy Soul Village.

"I didn't learn from anyone, such a smart person is usually self-taught!" Ye Chen replied, while "staying" unscrupulously on Xueyi's chest

Sydney frowned, and then asked, "Are all you men so lustful?"

"Lust, if a man is not lustful, he is still called a man!"

"Actually, if you take it seriously, it's not lust, it's the pursuit of beauty!" Ye Chen said disapprovingly.

If other people said these words, according to her usual temperament, she would definitely frown and tell him to get out, but I don't know, the ruffian boy in front of He has a special charm, which I admire a little.

"It's been a long time since I felt like this~" Sydney said leisurely.

(End of this chapter)