Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Shang Bieyun was stepping on the board of the boat, Li Dongyuan leaned against his ear and whispered, "Look at Master Zhanming."

Shang Bieyun looked back and saw several male actors surrounding Zhan Ming.

"This young man wears such a big veiled hat."

Someone next to him tugged him: "Young master, take a closer look, is he wearing a monk's robe?"

"Ah, really, is he a real monk? Or do you have some special hobby, just like to dress like this?"

Seeing that there was darkness, Zhan Ming took off the veil and cap, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, this benefactor is a real monk."

"Ah, what a beautiful monk, come and see."

"Monk monk, what are you doing here with us?"

"Monk, have you used lip balm? What kind of prescription is it? The red color is so beautiful, so tender and tender."

Zhan Ming clasped his hands together and smiled, surrounded by a group of graceful men, struggling to cope.

Another male actor who was younger, seeing Zhan Ming's good temper, boldly stretched out his hand and patted Zhan Ming's head twice.

"Hey! Brother Qing, the monk's head is really slippery! I'm right!"

Shang Bieyun bit his lip and tried to hold back his laughter, almost falling on Li Dongyuan.A male actor with delicate eyebrows and eyes was about to reach out to help him onto the boat, but he suddenly felt something strange behind him, as if he was being targeted by a predator, and the thin hairs stood up on his neck.He looked back abruptly, and across a dark place without lights, was the long street where Wanghu Tower was located. There was a lot of people and the lights were bright, and there was nothing unusual.

Xu Shi had just had a drink, and he blew the lake wind for a while, which was a bit obstructive.Shang Bieyun shook his head, shook off the strange feeling from his body, rejected the actor's hand, and stepped onto the boat.

"Are you in charge? I've booked this boat tonight." He smiled warmly at the actor.

In front of his eyes are the fluttering sleeves and the soft sword light.

About the first actor, dressed in crimson wide sleeves and holding an indigo hidden sword, danced in the middle of the houseboat, occasionally revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, interlaced with the crimson gauze, eye-catching.Shang Bieyun sat in the main seat, and Li Dongyuan and Zhan Ming sat on both sides.

Only Shangbieyun was leaning on the back pillow, with his hands on his knees bit by bit, as if he was following the beat, looking like he was enjoying it.

Li Dongyuan was sitting on pins and needles, his eyes wandering around; Zhan Ming clasped his hands together, his eyes were fixed on his fingertips, feeling uncomfortable.

This actor's painting of boats was originally a novelty that only emerged in the past two years. It is said that it was popular among the nobles in the capital, and now it is gradually spreading to wealthy places.The high-ranking officials are used to seeing weak women, and they have heard too many sweet and greasy tunes. The sword dance and encouragement performed by beautiful young actors has a different meaning, but they are excited again.

Shang Bieyun tapped his fingers impatiently on his knees.

The wine was terrible.He only took a sip and then dropped it.

The appetizers are also unpalatable.It's as simple as that, and I don't know where the cook was found, it's not as good as Cheng Jiao.

Not to mention this sword is easy to play with, each arm is limp and has no energy. A group of big men hold the sword like holding a flower. To dance the sword, you have to be as coquettish as yourself, or as Cheng Jiao. The kind of sharp and pleasant, only good-looking.

And the crimson clothes, tsk tsk tsk, the bewitching and flirtatious makeup is also red, but I have a good eye, the flame color I picked fits Cheng Jiao very well.

Uncomfortable and not fun.

After finally enduring their sword dance and retreating, Shang Bieyun hurriedly applauded: "Okay, wonderful. Hard work. Hey, the one at the beginning, just wait a moment."

The young actor with enchanting eyebrows was overjoyed, lowered his head and pretended to be shy, and walked slowly to Shang Bieyun and sat down.

"Actually, you can sit across from each other." Shang Bieyun moved his buttocks.

The little actor covered his mouth with his sleeve, only showing his eyes with a wide smile: "Master, this is your first visit?"

"Oh? How did you see that?" Shang Bieyun followed his advice and teased him.

The little actor said angrily: "My lord, be honest. Otherwise, how could anyone let me sit across from you?" As he spoke, his body softened, and he leaned lightly on Shang Bieyun's shoulder.

Shang Bieyun felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching.I just finished a dance, so there must be no sweat on my body.But Nai He still remembered what he was going to do today, and he couldn't push it away immediately, which annoyed him, so he reluctantly agreed: "It's not over yet, what's your name?"

The actor's voice was as mellow as his figure: "My lord calls me Brother Fang."

"Brother Fang is a good dancer, tell the steward later, and I will give you an extra reward."

"Really?" Brother Fang stood up happily, thanking Shang Bieyun for his reward, and Shang Bieyun took the opportunity to move aside.

"Master, besides watching dances, I often listen to a little song. I heard that there is a young man who can sing very well on your boat. He came here because of his reputation. I wonder if there is such a person on your boat? "

Brother Fang's face was pulled down a little, and with a somewhat angry tone, he twirled the handkerchief in his hand with his fingers: "I said, another one came to him. The young master said he likes me to dance, and he is coaxing me."

Shang Bieyun poured a glass of wine and put it to the man's mouth: "Of course not, of course I like your dance, so you call him out and dance to his song for me, okay?"

Brother Fang glanced at him sideways, with a proud smile on his face, he lowered his head, drank from the cup in Shang Bieyun's hand, and softly touched Shang Bieyun's hand with his lips.

Shang Bieyun hit Tianling Gai from the soles of his feet with a jerk, he was so disgusted that he wanted to throw the cup and shake his hands, when he suddenly heard a sound from behind.

"gentlemen."

Shang Bie turned his head slowly like a frozen cloud, and Cheng Jiao was standing in the middle of the boathouse with his hands tied, looking at him expressionlessly.

"You... why are you here... what are you doing here!" Shang Bieyun threw the cup in his hand, Brother Fang was spilled all over, and shouted.

Only then did an actor hastily lift the curtain and enter the door: "Hey, you, you said that the venue is reserved by distinguished guests today, why did you just go straight in..."

Cheng Jiao only answered Shang Bieyun's words, with the same expression: "Mr. has always kept the purse on me, but I forgot to bring it today. I will send money to him."

Turning back to the actor at the door: "Why, you reserve the venue for the distinguished guests, and you don't ask the distinguished guests if they have any money?"

After finishing speaking, he untied the purse from his waist, took two steps forward, stuffed it into Shangbieyun's hand, and then withdrew it: "Go ahead sir, I'm going home."

Shangbieyun looked down at the money bag in his hand, feeling complicated.Where is the tacit understanding between you child and me!Why don't you see why I don't bring a purse to such a big money-spending place tonight?

Li Dongyuan has only known Shang Bieyun for a short time, so he doesn't know him very well. At this moment, he is just secretly afraid in his heart: It's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing that Xiao Cheng sent him money, otherwise he wouldn't be able to leave today.

But Zhan Ming glanced at Shang Bieyun, sneered, sat up straighter, and thought to himself: When I was at Wanghu Tower at noon, this old slicker didn't pay the money, but just asked the boss to record it on the account. He got smart and hid the money in his shoes.Along the way, it killed me.

Shang Bieyun howled in his heart for a long time, seeing that Cheng Jiao really turned around and left, he quickly stopped him: "How did you find it?"

Cheng Jiao stopped in his tracks, and half turned his body: "I went to the teahouse and asked Wanghulou, and I found it along the way."

"have you eaten?"

Cheng Jiao shook his head.

"That's all, you sit down and have a meal first, I'm almost done, let's go home together later."

Cheng Jiao looked around for a moment: "I don't want to eat anymore, I don't know what business Mr. has, I don't dare to disturb you, I'd better go back first." His voice was very heavy on the word business.

Shang Bieyun was embarrassed and wanted to buckle the floor: "No...hey, it's not like what you saw, you see Zhanming is here...how should I say it."

Fang Geer was obedient, looked at it coldly for a long time, and felt that he had seen something. This kind of situation was not untouched. Seeing Shang Bieyun's embarrassment, his thoughts changed in his mind, he chuckled, stood up and looked at Cheng Jiao walked over: "Young master? Don't be angry, we are not the place you imagined, singing, dancing, poetry and books are elegant." While talking, he smiled and pulled Cheng Jiao's hand.

With a very crisp sound of "snap", Cheng Jiao slammed Brother Fang's hand, opened his hand, and looked at him coldly.

Shang Bieyun stood up abruptly, walked to Brother Fang, and asked in a warm voice: "Let me take a look, are you okay? Hey, my kid is a little bit clean and doesn't want to be touched by others. Don't take it to heart. Not at you."

Cheng Jiao withdrew his hand and came back, looking at Shangbieyun expressionlessly.

Brother Fang raised his hand to see, it was red in a large area, and it was hot and painful. He had never suffered such grievances since he became red on this boat. Tears fell instantly, and he pushed Shangbieyun's chest : "There are no such bullies like you! You two are angry, what are you throwing at me!" After speaking, he shook his sleeves, covered his face and cried, and ran out.

Shang Bieyun shouted embarrassingly behind him: "Hey, it's not vindictiveness, I didn't spray it on you! Hey..."

The man ran away, he looked at Cheng Jiao, and sighed helplessly: "Well, I ran away as soon as I coaxed one. You say you, so what if I touch you? I have been enduring it until now."

Turning his head again, he asked the two sitting people: "Besides him, who else do you think is easy to talk about?"

Zhan Ming pondered for a moment: "Whoever touches my head is young, maybe he can."

"Okay." Shang Bieyun spread his hands towards Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao looked at him, Shang Bieyun shook his hand again, Cheng Jiao took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and pressed it in Shang Bieyun's hand.

Shang Bieyun wiped his fingers vigorously with a handkerchief: "I annoyed one, who will call this? Dong Yuan, you go."

Li Dongyuan drooped his head, and let out a deep breath: "You all shut up about this tonight, if my family knows, I won't take this skin of mine."

He walked to the door and said to the actor guarding the door, "Brother Fang, his appearance suits our Lord Shang, but his temper is too delicate. I think your youngest child with the biggest eyes is not bad. Click here, let's talk with Master Shang."

The actor outside the door responded and ran to call for someone.

Shang Bieyun turned around and walked to his seat, Cheng Jiao finally understood a little bit, he stopped rushing, followed Shang Bieyun back, and stood behind him.

Shang Bieyun became irritable and took a sip of wine.

Before he could swallow it down, he heard Cheng Jiao ask calmly behind him: "It turns out that Mr. likes that type."

Shangbieyun took a sip of the wine and sprayed it all out.