You only like my face

Some people are stupid, and they will be stupid all their lives, but sometimes they are smart.

For example, after a few days of contact, Hua Yu finally understood that Ye Ziqing's attitude towards her was actually perfunctory, and it was not because of her that she followed her, but as a token in her mouth.

So, Huayu entered Ye Ziqing's room, and began to force Ye Ziqing to explain her status in his eyes, and threatened Ye Ziqing directly, saying that if she didn't know the answer, she would not say anything .

"It's embarrassing."

Ye Ziqing leaned against the window of the inn, looked at the person standing in front of him, smiled in a low voice, from the tone of his voice, it seemed that he was complaining about Hua Yu, but he was not angry.

Hearing Ye Ziqing's laughter, Huayu's little heart began to thump, anticipating and fearing the next answer.

Ye Ziqing stared at "A Yao" dotingly, beckoned her to come over.

Huayu hesitated for a while, then approached Ye Ziqing.

After the person came over, Ye Ziqing stretched out a hand, wrapping it gently around Huayu's waist, with a force, he pushed the woman in front of the wall against the wall, and at the same time turned slightly sideways, blocking her way.

There was a window next to them, and the noise of traffic was coming from below. As long as they were not careful, people outside would see what the people inside were doing.

"You, what are you doing?" Huayu was a little embarrassed, looked at the chest in front of her, and lowered her head shyly.

Although she was reprimanding, she was still inexplicably looking forward to what would happen next.

Is it a confession?

Or... a kiss?

Contrary to Hua Yu's imagination, when she lowered her head and couldn't see Ye Ziqing, Ye Ziqing looked at her no longer with doting eyes, but with sarcasm, and even concealed disdain.

After doing all this, Ye Ziqing slowly bent down slightly, and deliberately teased her body trembling with an ambiguous posture, then murmured softly in her ear:

"It's just a tool."

After finishing speaking, he cleanly took out the heart of the person in front of him.

In the chest, the heart was suddenly stripped out of the body, which still made Huayu ache, and then she watched a hand pulled out from her chest, holding a fresh red meat ball in it.

The meatball was still bouncing between the five fingers of the instigator.

She seemed to have been pulled out of strength suddenly, leaning against the wall, her body stiffened, she looked up at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes were tearing apart.

Ye Ziqing looked at the heart in his hand for a while, then raised his head to look at "A Yao", and snorted: "Why, what do you want to say?"

"You, you are Yasha?" Huayu couldn't help but began to tremble again, while staring at her heart, while pressing against the wall so that she would not slip down, with an expression of disbelief, "How is that possible?" ?”

Yasha's face looks like a ghost?

"The real Ah Yao doesn't know about 'Yasha'."

After hearing Huayu's words, Ye Ziqing thought about it, but when he saw Huayu's appearance, he had a bold guess in his heart, so he gave an order to the heart in his hand:

"Tell me who you are."

At that moment, there was a flash of struggle on Huayu's face, but in the end she still couldn't hold back her heart, so she fully revealed who she was and how she possessed Ayao.

"Are you a flower language?"

Ye Ziqing was taken aback by this answer, his brain went blank for a long time before he realized it, and looked at the woman in front of him from beginning to end strangely.

Is this woman sick?

But this woman seems to know a lot.

After weighing the pros and cons, even though Ye Ziqing likes A Yao, she doesn't want to give up someone who is more obedient than the protagonist Jun, so under Hua Yu's angry eyes, she holds her heart closer, smiles slightly, and makes a move that surprises Hua Yu very much. Order:

"Forget everything that happened just now, and find a token for me. And, you think, I like you."

After the order was issued, Hua Yu's eyes suddenly became dull, looking at a point in the void, his eyes were lax.

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Ziqing quickly put the heart in the wooden box and kept it away, and then waited for Huayu to come back to her senses.

After a few breaths, Huayu's pupils returned to normal size, she blinked, and found that Ye Ziqing was standing opposite her, and when Ye Ziqing looked at her with a half-smile, two blushes quickly appeared on her face, she lowered her head in panic Head, said shyly:

"I like you too."

Ye Ziqing said softly: "I know."

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There is a custom in Qingzhou, that is, every three years, an oiran will be selected at the Spring Festival, and as the "Chun Niang" of that year, she will perform dances on the last night of the Spring Festival, in order to hope for a good weather in the coming year. From then on, the born Chunniang will enjoy all the glory and wealth, and her life will spread far and wide.

Because the meaning of "Chun Niang" is good, it is regarded by all brothel women as the best way out. Every year, countless brothel women who are either glamorous or talented try their best to win this title. I also hope that by holding a Chunniang, I will become famous and the business will be booming, so I have also tried my best to cultivate the seedlings.

Xianle Pavilion is no exception.

For Hong Gu, the three sisters are the ones she can get in the whole Xianle Pavilion.

The eldest sister and the second sister are equally beautiful in appearance, and they have become one of the best in the entire Xianle Pavilion because of their beauty. As for the youngest——

Compared with her two elder sisters, she is much inferior, but she can play the piano well, can recite poems, and has a docile personality. As a Qingyuan, she has attracted many scholars.

Early in the morning, Honggu couldn't help but walked to the three sisters' residence in the backyard, knocked on the door of the three sisters over and over again, and persuaded them earnestly:

"My little ones, little ancestors, the Spring Festival is coming soon, let's get up and practice dancing."

After Aunt Hong knocked on the door, Xiaoyao was the first to come out, hugging her piano, and smiled shyly at the anxious Aunt Hong, then went to the corner alone to adjust the strings, looking up from time to time at Aunt Hong who was still knocking on the door. aunt.

After knocking for more than a quarter of an hour, when Hong Gu lost her temper, the eldest sister and second sister came out of the boudoir in disheveled clothes, and complained sleepily to Hong Gu:

"What are you doing? It's so early, I haven't had enough sleep yet."

The two of them showed their breasts half-exposed, hurriedly wrapped in gauze, and walked out barefoot. Under the gauze, the creamy skin was faintly visible, and there were traces of love with benefactors a few days ago on the neck. All of a sudden, a strong smell of blood spread over the surface.

Hong Gu rolled her eyes angrily: "Aren't you going to learn from Xiaoyao? You sleep all day and night, and see if you are old and decrepit, who will praise you."

After the two sisters came out and heard her name, Xiao Yao suddenly stopped tuning, put her hand on the strings, and looked up at them.

"Yo, Xiaoyao is here too."

After hearing what Honggu said, the eldest sister showed disdain, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Xiaoyao beside her, so she pointed at Xiaoyao with her slender jade finger painted in bright red Danko color, deliberately mocking in front of everyone road:

"Xiao Yao, why do you join in the fun? You don't even look at it, you are so ugly, does Mr. Yu like you?"

After finishing speaking, he proudly stretched out his hand and signaled to Xiaoyao:

"A beauty needs at least a pair of catkins, right? Xiaoyao, don't you look at yourself, tsk tsk, playing the piano with calluses, will men like it?"

When the second sister heard what the elder sister said, her uneasy mood disappeared completely, and she was teased to "giggle" and laughed non-stop, and her charm was even worse. Aunt Li Hong went back to her room to sleep.

Hong Gu: "Oh, you—"

"Boom."

Her response was a loud slamming of the door.

Xiao Yao silently lowered her eyes.

"aunt?"

Just when Hong Gu was about to lose her temper, a little girl tremblingly walked into the courtyard, bowed to Hong Gu, and said, "Yes, someone is looking for Miss Xiaoyao."

"Look for a fart!" Hong Gu said disdainfully, "Don't you know the rules? They don't open during the day, you go tell that person to go back."

"But, but," the little girl plucked up her courage, and continued, "The man said that he found a long-lost music score, which was specially dedicated to Miss Xiaoyao, and--"

Seeing that Xiaoyao's expression was a little loose, the little girl was overjoyed. She was very happy that she had not let down that young master, so she hurriedly said before Honggu continued to stop her:

"Also, the guest said that he has a box of hand cream specially for Miss Xiaoyao."

"Okay, aunt, go and have a look, maybe it's a noble person."

Hearing this, the little girl who was already a little bit excited immediately agreed.

"Well, it's best that way."

Seeing that Xiaoyao had no objection, Hong Gu, who was about to decline, could only roll her eyes and agree.

When Aunt Hong dubiously took Xiaoyao to the lobby of Xianle Pavilion to see who Shen Fang was, she was surprised by a man and a woman in the hall as soon as they met each other.

Leaving aside the fact that a man would take a woman with him when he visits a brothel, the appearance and conversation of these two people are completely unmatched by all the girls in the brothel.

Can't help but look at the man in black from the beginning to the end. Honggu looked at the man's peach blossom eyes that sparkled and looked bright. Coupled with a little blush at the end of the eyes, she could unconsciously bring out a hint of redness. Charming, but not gaudy, much better than those in the backyard, I couldn't help covering my heart, feeling sorry for a moment, and then quickly smiled:

"What do you two want to do with Xiaoyao?"

"She's Xiaoyao?" The girl in a plain dress pouted her lips, displeased, "It's not too bad."

Hearing this, Xiao Yao smiled embarrassedly and lowered her head.

The man in black turned a deaf ear to it, and under the jealous eyes of the girl beside him, he walked up to Xiaoyao, took Xiaoyao's hand hanging by his side, rubbed it in the palm of his hand for a while, and said:

"Your hands have good bones and are very suitable for playing the piano."

Xiao Yao raised her head secretly, and glanced at the hand that the man in black was holding her.

The fingers of that hand are slender and fair, the skin is delicate, without calluses, the palm is warm and dry, the fingertips are rosy, and even the nails are carefully trimmed. People can't help but start to imagine, when this hand walks on the skin , what would it feel like.

"Thank you." Xiao Yao blushed and said, "Young master's hands are also very suitable for playing the piano."

The man in black chuckled, as if unintentionally changed the movement of holding Xiaoyao's hand, pressed her pulse door, and immediately let go, saying:

"Why don't Miss Yao play a song for me?"