The male protagonist is being blackened online

Chapter 1161 Demon Sect Lord, Don't Be Black 24
What emanated from her body was a kind of cool elegance that would not make people afraid to get close to her, and it was completely compatible with the softness of her body.

Very pure, very beautiful.

Those eyes swept over slightly, as if they had spring water in their mouths, they suddenly aroused desire.

The reason why Hua Qing was able to win those top cards was because of her extraordinary ability.

She stood on the high platform, looking at the sea of ​​people below.

Sounds like a nightingale

"Rouge powder, broken pear blossoms, the beauty in front of the bronze mirror is drunk..."

The graceful singing voice spread to everyone's ears in this extremely quiet night.

The ethereal voice spoke eloquently, with tears in his eyes that were about to fall.

Fragile and distressing.

Suddenly grabbed the hearts of most people.

The name of the No. 1 prostitute in Jianghu has never been earned in vain.

The sound blew farther and farther with the cool night wind.

It took a long time for her voice to fall before everyone burst into applause. On the high platform, people kept throwing flowers and money up.

Hua Qingying bowed,
"Women are not talented, they are showing their ugliness."

Mother Hua's eyes were fixed on the snow-patterned silver on the stage, which soon covered the surrounding area of ​​the round stage.

Mother Hua hurriedly ordered her servants to take the sacks and clean up everything on the high platform.

After a while, everyone calmed down.

Started talking in groups of three or four
"Tell me, what is the origin of that woman who came to provoke Miss Hua Qing?"

"Who knows, but, she surpassed Miss Hua Qing, I think Xuan."

"That's right, Hua Qing doesn't need to say anything standing there, I feel so distressed that I want to hug her to comfort me"

"There are so many famous prostitutes in the south of the Yangtze River, so what's wrong with being kitsch and coquettish? Hua Qing can get the title of number one, do you think it's so easy for you to do so?"

"I think that woman is really overestimated. She probably thinks she is good-looking, so she thinks she can surpass Hua Qing."

During this gap, the discussion became louder and louder

"Oh, let's go, waste my time, sir"

Many people came here for Hua Qing, Hua Qing's performance was over, so naturally everyone was too lazy to waste this time here.

At this time of chaos, listening to the sound of a piano on the high platform.

The sound of the piano sounded slowly, it was not as clear and elegant as the ding-dong of spring water, nor was it a low and melodious mourning sound, the sound of the piano was played slowly, and the nails were stained with phoenix juice.Fall down one by one.

Then a voice sounded, slow, gentle and lazy

"Little lady, gentle and cozy, beautiful eyes full of spring, Yi Lian looks forward to it. The hero returns home on the couch, and the gentleman who cuddles close to you takes pity..."

Her voice was slow, not a poem, but a narration.

How would you describe that voice and intonation?
A wave of flattery went numb to the bone.

Look up.

Then I looked, in the center of the round platform, your woman is wearing a red dress, a scarlet phoenix weeping blood hairpin is holding her jet-black hair, three thousand silks are pouring down, and her figure is half leaning on one place. On the cushion, the lazy style is extremely lazy.

Unexpectedly, just when everyone wanted to see her face, a touch of red gauze covered her face, only a pair of bright and affectionate eyes stared at everyone.

The bright red fingernails are slowly plucking the strings, the voice is mellow and lingering, a surge of anger suddenly rises up, and the hooked person's heart is itchy.

This person named Yue'er obviously didn't have too many body parts or explicit actions, but it was those eyes, that voice, which made the person's heart burst out with an inexplicable desire.

(End of this chapter)