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"Are you crazy?! Who would believe you in the past?"

"I'm Daddy's own daughter, so I don't believe Daddy would rather trust an outsider than his own daughter!"

"What evidence do you have? And if your father is really fascinated by the other party, will he care about family affection? If that's the case, why should we worry? Xiaoxue, you are no longer a filial son, and you can't be so reckless when you encounter things. Sister As an outsider, it is not good to meddle in the affairs of your family, this matter is only up to you. Remember, you must not be impulsive, you must have sufficient evidence. "

It was another heavy burden on Han Xue.

But Li Qianrong's words were not useless, Han Xue calmed down a lot, with a serious expression, and nodded heavily.

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As time passed, Xiangyuan suddenly became the focus of discussion among the people of Quxi, because there was a beautiful woman from the Western Regions in it, and because there were stories that the county magistrate and the beautiful women from the Western Regions had to tell.

After all, there was nothing practical about it, but it brought Xiangyuan's business to a whole new level.

Even men who don't miss the place of fireworks are willing to spend some money to come to Xiangyuan to see what the county magistrate doesn't know what a woman looks like.

Miya still talks and laughs with Li Quan every day, but she also takes a little time to perform in the hall every day.

Xiangyuan's business is booming, and the old bustard is naturally grinning from ear to ear.

But there is more than one building in Xiangyuan in Quxi County.Can the old bustard of another building be jealous when he sees such a booming business in Xiangyuan?

In the final analysis, it was Miya, a noble person, who brought changes to Xiangyuan.

The bustards in other buildings gradually realize that the times are changing, and the tastes of benefactors are getting higher and higher, and the old routines of the past are no longer feasible.

After the earthquake, everyone knows how to enjoy life better, pleasure-seeking is no longer limited to physical satisfaction, and spiritual and spiritual enjoyment has become more important.

As a result, other buildings also set their sights on Qing Guanren.

All of a sudden, the brothels in Quxi County searched for them from various places through various channels.

All kinds of Qing people came, forming a scene of contending among a hundred schools of thought and competing for splendor.

After all, Miya is a famous prostitute from Jiangnan.

Since ancient times, there are many beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, and even Bizhou cannot compare with the outstanding people in the south of the Yangtze River.Miya can find a place in the south of the Yangtze River, which shows her beauty and talent.How could it be compared to the Qing Dynasty official who was hurriedly found by Louzi in Quxi County?

Therefore, the various buildings in Quxi County seemed to be beautiful, but it didn't last long, and the guests all returned to Xiangyuan.

Faced with such a situation, the most proud one is still Xiangyuan's old bustard, who feels that with Miya in hand, it seems that the world is under his control.

But Xiangyuan's old bustard didn't feel complacent for too long, and suddenly one day Xiangyuan's guests disappeared!

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"Hey, what's the matter? Why is there no one at the door! Are you lazy? Didn't work hard to solicit customers? The skin is itchy and needs to be cleaned up, right?" The old bustard had one hand on his hip and the other a small round fan Shouting loudly in the fragrant garden.

There wasn't a single guest, so the old bustard felt uncomfortable seeing anyone, and if he caught a girl casually, he would be scolded.

Everyone in the yard walked around cautiously, for fear of being caught by the furious mother.

Oh!wrong!

It's not that there are no guests in Xiangyuan, Li Quan still spared no effort to accompany Miss Miya, drinking wine in the room, gossiping, and fighting from time to time.

After a long time, the relationship between the two has become closer than 01:30, they are friends but not like friends, they are lovers but not lovers.It's like walking a tightrope, a slight deviation will break the current balance.

Miya's room is the only place in Xiangyuan that has not been affected by business.Still so quiet and elegant.

Wearing a golden gauze dress, Miya took simple dance steps in the room, like a boring little sparrow walking and stopping on the ground, constantly changing positions around Li Quan.

The monotonous dance steps have Miya's unique fragrance, thick or light, elegant and indifferent.

In Li Quan's line of sight, sometimes skirts brushed his face, sometimes there were coquettish smiles, and sometimes he wanted to refuse and greet.It's like a naughty Xin Niang running happily in the golden wheat field, turning her head from time to time, hooking her fingers and winking, as if saying: "Come on, come on!"

Only Li Quan, who was born in it, can feel this feeling of chasing after the wind and worrying about gains and losses, and his impatience is the true portrayal of him at this moment.

The golden sleeves slid past the tip of his nose, and another gust of fragrant wind hit his face. Li Quan's mind was fluttering, and he reached out his hand uncontrollably, and held his soft arm in his palm.

"ah!"

Miya groaned softly, and was pulled into Li Quan's arms, and sat on Li Quan's lap. The two were very close, but there was no strange feeling.

Miya lightly tapped the tip of Li Quan's nose: "Master Li, are you going to play tricks again?"

Li Quan smirked, and gently stroked Miya's waist with his arms around his waist: "If Miss Miya hadn't been calm, how could I have succeeded?"

"Poor mouth!" Miya smiled coquettishly, and flung herself away from Li Quan's embrace in shame.

Chapter 324: Dangerous Games

Gathering and leaving suddenly, there is still a lingering fragrance on the tip of the nose.A light sniff is refreshing.

"Is this the feeling you should have when you get along with the Qing Dynasty people?" Li Quan thought beautifully.

With the passage of time, the relationship between the two has become closer and closer. Playing activities are not limited to poetry and poetry. Hugging and hugging have become commonplace, and skin contact is even more fascinating.

They all know that this is a dangerous game, but because of the danger, it is so exciting, so neither of them will break it, but enjoy it.

Li Quan gradually forgot the original intention of coming here, from relaxation to flirtatious~ambiguous~love.Men are always like this, what they can't get is good. As the relationship gets closer and closer, when touching and teasing become commonplace, they become looking forward to what may happen in the future.

Miya also gradually forgot what she said at the beginning not to be ambiguous, only to chat with poetry.

Li Quan is indeed playful and lustful, but he will always have the sincerity that ancient men do not have. He always maintains a sincere heart towards any woman, even if he has evil intentions, but he never conceals his respect and love for women from the heart.

In ancient times when men were superior to women, treating women with sincerity was an irresistible temptation for women.Although Li Quan looks average, looks old, and doesn't have the air of a handsome man, but he has a sincere heart, which is the perfect skill to conquer women.

Miya is the prey who fell into the trap of tenderness, unaware that she has done too many actions in front of Li Quan that she has never done before, and the scale of her actions is getting bigger and bigger and more dangerous.

During the play, Miya once again fell into Li Quan's hands, and was tightly embraced by Li Quan's powerful arms. Her hands were unscrupulously walking up and down through the gauze skirt. All of her beautiful legs are exposed to the air.

There was a breeze outside, and some dandelions that flew from nowhere lightly landed on the beautiful legs, as soft as snow.

But Miya's beautiful legs are even more beautiful than snow, and the dandelion falls, as if it has merged into her body, without a trace.

The two eyes stopped at the place where the dandelion disappeared, which was a shy place.As if sensing what Li Quan was about to do, Miya lowered her head in shame, neither speaking nor stopping.

The silent acquiescence made Li Quan's heart surge: "Could it be that Miss Miya no longer resists?"

Accompanied by the rapid heartbeat, a thug swam from between the buttocks, and slowly slid across the white and tender skin, not letting go of every inch, as if to feel the breath of every cell in the beautiful legs.

Miya raised her head and closed her eyes, and bit her lips nervously. Her legs were itchy, like thousands of ants crawling, but her heart was even more itchy, like a seedling burning.