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The six beauties retreated, looking back frequently before leaving, seemingly reluctant to leave.

Song Huaiqing secretly thought that this male protagonist was so charming. Even if the beauties were frightened at first, they would still be reluctant to leave before leaving. Even though he tried his best to hide it, he could still easily see the hot eyes of the beauties when they looked at Xiao Fangchi.

It's a pity that Xiao Fangchi is a crook.

After a while, a boy came over with a set of clothes.

Like them, it was a water-colored dress with a tulle belt.

Song Huaiqing plucked it with his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go and change."

Xiao Fangchi took the clothes obediently, and the next second, he started to take off his clothes in front of Song Huaiqing.

Song Huaiqing kicked him: "Go behind the screen and change."

Xiao Fangchi touched his butt dissatisfiedly, seemingly resentful, but still took his clothes and went behind the screen.

Song Huaiqing took a sip of wine, played with the glass, and waited for Xiao Fangchi to change clothes.

He didn't know if it was because he didn't know how to wear women's clothing, but he waited for a while and no one came out.

Could it be that he was drunk and fell asleep?

He drank very slowly. He had already had three or four drinks, and this person hadn't come out yet.

Song Huaiqing put down his wine glass with some confusion, stood up and came behind the screen.

Xiao Fangchi let down his hair.

White hair covered his back, and he was tinkering with something with his head lowered. His back was facing him, so he couldn't see Xiao Fangchi's movements.

"what are you doing?"

Xiao Fangchi turned around, as if he had seen a savior, and took the tulle belt in his hand, looking like he had no idea what to do.

"Master, help me tie it up, disciple can't."

It’s just a belt, what can it not do?

Xiao Fangchi usually tied it for him, so how could he not do it?

Song Huaiqing suspected that Xiao Fangchi was pretending to be drunk and going crazy intentionally.

But he didn't think it was like it. Xiao Fangchi was indeed drunk in his current state.

Xiao Fangchi always likes to tie his hair up high every day, but now he has let it down. His white hair reaches his waist, and he looks drunk again. His eyes are blurred, his cheeks are red, and even the ends of his eyes are dyed a bit of erosive red. . With red lips and white teeth, it can no longer be described as handsome, but beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy, making people willing to sink.

Song Huaiqing was stunned for a moment.

In just a moment, he reacted again and coughed strategically against his lips a few times. After coughing, he realized that Xiao Fangchi was already drunk. Even if his gaffe was noticed, Xiao Fangchi would probably not remember anything when he woke up.

The dress may be based on taste and designed for convenience. If you don't wear a belt, the dress will open, revealing the scenery underneath.

Xiao Fangchi was not wearing a belt at the moment, and he had not gathered up his clothes yet. He was facing Song Huaiqing carelessly, and the skin underneath was looming.

He waved to Xiao Fangchi: "Come here."

Xiao Fangchi stepped forward, and Song Huaiqing took the belt in his hand, pushed his clothes to the middle, tied the belt simply and roughly with a strong force, and tied it with a bow.

Xiao Fangchi complained: "Master, it's too tight."

"Who told you not to dress properly?" Song Huaiqing patted him, "Okay, come and show me your dancing skills."

After that, he walked out first.

Leaning back on the couch, Song Huaiqing was ready to watch the joke.

"Start your show."

Song Huaiqing thought it would be ugly, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be decent.

Although not as soft as a woman, her face is really beautiful.

When it was turned, the hem of the skirt flew up and down, and the hair and the tulle belt around the waist were entangled, making people want to go forward and separate them.

I don't know where he learned it, but Xiao Fangchi managed his expression very well. When he looked at him, he even half-squinted his eyes and made a seductive gesture, which made Song Huaiqing wonder if this person was really drunk.

You say he is drunk, he still manages his expressions, you say he is not drunk, it is true that only drunk people can do this.

After all, Xiao Fangchi had never learned real dance. He just imitated some simple movements of the beauties above him.

But just these simple actions can make people confused in all kinds of ways.

However, there are only two masters and apprentices here, so Song Huaiqing only enjoys this blessing.

After drinking a few drinks, Song Huaiqing felt a little dizzy.

Did he have an illusion? Why did he feel that Xiao Fangchi was getting closer to him?

Xiao Fangchi didn't feel any shyness about dancing in women's clothing and walked up to the master very naturally.

"Master, are you drunk?"

Song Huaiqing: "I'm not drunk."

Xiao Fangchi chuckled, bent closer, and asked in an almost bewitching voice: "Master, do I look good?"

Song Huaiqing stared blankly at the beautiful face in front of her, her purple eyes filled with smiles and full of tenderness, like the gentlest waves, harmless on the surface, but in fact drowning people in them silently.

half an hour.

Just when Xiao Fangchi thought the master would not answer him.

Song Huaiqing nodded: "It looks good."

Xiao Fangchi's breath froze, and then he laughed softly.

He was now sure that the master was really drunk.

If he wasn't drunk, he definitely wouldn't be able to say this.

Master is really naive. Although Luanfeng Tower looks elegant, it is also a brothel inside.

There is no wine in a brothel that is not intoxicating.

He couldn't bear to drink it, but he was stupidly drunk.

"Master, give me your hand."

Xiao Fangchi stretched out his hand.

Song Huaiqing stared at the hand in front of him for two seconds, then obediently put his hand on it.

Xiao Fangchi held it and interlocked his fingers.

The other hand touched Master's face and coaxed: "Master, call me Achi."

At this moment, Xiao Fangchi was coaxing Song Huaiqing softly. He was clearly awake and not even half drunk.

If Ling Yue were here, he would definitely sigh, "The man is so drunk that he will act until you cry."

Song Huaiqing stared at the person in front of him without blinking.

The drunken brain seemed to be a little awkward and a little slow, so he reacted for a moment before saying:

"Master, call me Achi."

"Wrong, wrong."

Song Huaiqing tilted his head slightly, as if silently asking why he was wrong.

Xiao Fangchi felt like his heart had been hit hard.

Help, Master is so good when he is drunk.

In the previous life, Master was also drunk, and he was very well-behaved.

Maybe it's because the contrast between before and after drunkenness in this life is too great, making him appear more docile.

It makes people just want to hold someone in their arms and never let go.

Xiao Fangchi repeated: "Master, call me Achi."

Song Huaiqing stuttered and spoke.

"A-Achi."

Hearing this long-lost call, Xiao Fangchi almost shed tears.

The title that had appeared countless times in his dreams was finally shouted out again by the person he cared about most.

"Master, call me again."

Xiao Fangchi eagerly wanted to hear it a few more times.

But Song Huaiqing looked at him steadily, then pushed him away, shrunk his shoulders, shook his head like a rattle, and waved his hands repeatedly:

"No, are you trying to lie to me? Let me tell you, I'm not drunk, don't try to lie to me!"

Xiao Fangchi followed his words: "Okay, okay, I'm not drunk. Master can't pour a thousand cups."

At the end, it was clearly a joke.

Song Huaiqing was drunk, so naturally he couldn't tell. He only knew that this man had a nice smile.