i green myself a hundred times

Yin Yuan stood on the left side of Le Zhengrong and poured tea for her.

In the middle of the room, three male artists are dancing, two male artists are sitting on both sides playing the piano and blowing the flute, and the other two male artists are watching Le Zhengrong sing these obscene songs across the table.

Several artists have their own styles, some are small and tender, some are bright and bright, some are innocent, some are meek and humble, and they all wear pink clothes, which is exactly the color Yin Yuan is wearing today.

From time to time, the man of art cast affectionate eyes over him, seeing that Le Zhengrong was indifferent, he became a little anxious.

Le Zhengrong's attire looks like a big spender, and all kinds of artistic men in the room want to keep her for a spring night.

After singing the song, the most beautiful-looking artist man had the courage to twist his waist and swing his hips to get closer to the table, holding the jug lightly in his bare hands, intending to pour wine for Le Zhengrong, "Let's have a drink with the young lady."

Le Zhengrong was dressed in black today, only the folding fan in her hand was pure white and unpainted. At this moment, she closed the folding fan and gently lifted the wine pot with the fan.

The man of art followed her movements and slowed down the movement of pouring the wine, and looked at Le Zhengrong with a pair of affectionate eyes with hooks, "Miss, do you despise the slave's house and don't want to drink the wine poured by the slave's house?" , with soft tears.

Le Zhengrong pointed at Yin Yuan with the folding fan, "I promised her before going out, she can decide whether to drink or not."

As soon as Le Zhengrong finished speaking, the laughing player who played the piano trembled, the player who played the flute stopped for a moment, the dancer sprained his feet, and the player who sang laughed out loud.

Without him, I have seen many funny benefactors, and I have never seen such outrageous words. Who would listen to the words of the family servant?

The artist man who came up to pour the wine, Mudan believed that he could win this benefactor, relying on his recent fame and reputation, but he didn't know that he got such a sentence.

Listening to the laughter of other art boys behind him, he just thought he was laughing at himself. He thought that although he became an art boy, he might redeem himself one day, and he was several times stronger than this lowly slave, so he was willing to be teased like this.

Looking at Yin Yuan for a moment, there was hatred hidden in his eyes.

The slave pet that can be brought to the brothel, even if compared with the slave pet, must be something that annoys the master's family, it can only be regarded as an object for fun.

Mudan didn't dare to be dissatisfied with the benefactor, but he naturally wanted to save face against a slave.

Mudan held the jug in her hand, and walked lightly in front of Yin Yuan with lotus steps, "This is the first time I have seen such a tall brother. The young lady loves my brother so much. There must be something special about my brother. Why don't you take off the veil and let us Learn?" The voice was soft and somewhat bewitching, although the words were addressed to Yin Yuan, his eyes were only on Le Zhengrong.

Le Zhengrong didn't speak, Yin Yuan knew what she wanted to see, it was nothing more than to see herself humiliated by male prostitutes.

It is indeed the ultimate humiliation for the champion of the dynasty to be embarrassed by male prostitutes in the brothel.

However, Yin Yuan's brows and eyes were cold, and he didn't see any shame or anger, "Nu Chou, you threatened my brother."

Peony was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect this slave pet to say that. How could a man care so much about his appearance? But he was just stunned for a moment, and soon smiled all over his face, "Miss loves you so much, I don't even want to leave you when I come here For a moment, how could elder brother be ugly, he must have lied to us, let younger brother see."

It is already a humiliation for a man to come to the brothel, if he shows his face here again, the embarrassment is self-evident.

This is Rumei's brothel. Yin Yuan guessed that this place was originally built by Le Zhengrong to collect information. Presumably, only spies of Rumei's level know who the master behind the scenes is. Never met.

Not to mention guessing who he is presumptuously in front of now.

Yin Yuan thought to himself that I could take off this veil, just because I was afraid that you would cause trouble for yourself after seeing my face.

"Didn't my brother say he wants to drink? You just pour it out."

Peony cursed in her heart, what do you deserve to drink the wine I poured?Seeing that the rich lady didn't respond, he didn't understand that this slave pet was so presumptuous, and the master of this slave pet didn't respond at all.

Mudan held the wine glass in her hand, full of charm, "Since brother said so, then brother should pour wine for brother." He paused and looked at Le Zhengrong, puzzled, "I just don't know why brother is so ignorant of the rules, How can a slave pet stand and drink in front of its master?"

In fact, in front of the master's house, the slave pet seldom stood, but most of the time was kneeling.

Ru Mei originally thought that this was a petted slave pet, so she had to stab this slave pet a few more words, the person in front of the clinker didn't refute a word, just slightly adjusted the angle, and didn't hesitate to face the sitting master knelt down.

Le Zhengrong stopped shaking the folding fan in her hand, but she never gave Yin Yuan a look, and now she just picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly.

Mudan didn't expect this slave pet to recognize someone like this, and then think about it, this person is a slave pet, what else can't be humiliated?

Peony looked at Le Zhengrong and said with a smile, "It's too boring to drink a glass of wine. Why don't you hold the jug and pour it for my brother?"

Mudan saw that the rich lady would not stop her, and seeing that she did not respond, she raised her arms to Yin Yuan and was about to pour wine.

Because of Yin Yuansheng's height, even if he was kneeling, he would be higher than Mudan's chest, and Mudan had to raise his arms to fall on her face.

Yin Yuan raised his arm and lifted a corner of the veil, revealing his lips.

Peony was taken aback when he poured the wine, he felt strange when he saw the servant's eyes before.

How can a man have such a pair of eyes as bright as stars, when he looks at people with a cold and proud look, his status is obviously lower than his own, but there is no trace of humbleness in these eyes.

A slave pet entered the brothel without the slightest bit of shame or fear, and was as indifferent as a bamboo. It really made people want to step on her foot hard to let her know her identity.

Now the exposed jaw and lips are not as delicate as a male favorite. Is this really a man?This makes people want to look up.

"Ding" suddenly heard a sound coming from my ear, the sound of cups and saucers colliding.

Peony wakes up like a dream, how can she be a woman if she is a slave?But those eyes are really unpleasant to see.He withdrew his movements, and smiled coquettishly, "It's too boring just like this, why don't you cover your brother's eyes?"

As soon as he said this, the music in the room became chaotic for a moment.

The boys all stole their eyes to see the reactions of Le Zhengrong and Yin Yuan.

Lan country men need to cover their eyes with a cloth when they are favored in bed, so over time the blindfold has been linked to this matter.

Blindfolding becomes a great humiliation, even the benefactors who come to play in the brothel will only use it for fun when they are alone with male prostitutes, and will not blind anyone in front of so many people.

Seeing that the male pet didn't plead for him, or scolded Mudan for being too deceitful, everyone wondered if the master's family would go too far, and wouldn't they be afraid to force the slave pet to death?

The sitting young lady didn't object, instead she untied the decorative ribbon on her hair and handed it to Nu Chong.

And look at the slave pet seeing the hairband, he didn't show a breakdown and begged for mercy, he was still very calm.

Of course it was just the calmness they thought, but Yin Yuan's eyes on the hairband almost burned Le Zhengrong's fingertips.

Not resentment, just excitement.

After a moment of silence, he dared to stretch out his hand to get the hair tie. He was careful not to touch Le Zhengrong at all, holding the hair tie as if he had found a treasure, as if he wanted to hide it.

But looking at Le Zhengrong, he seemed to remember the function of the hair tie, so he could only slowly tie the hair tie behind his head.

As the headband was attached to her eyelids, her movements almost trembled uncontrollably, and she tied the headband several times before tightening it tightly.

Peony was the closest, and he thought that this person was finally scared, and since he could not see those disgusting eyes, he felt much more at ease.

Only Le Zhengrong knew that Yin Yuan was not afraid.

Yin Yuan raised his head and lifted a corner of the veil again.

Mudan returned to his senses and exerted force on his wrist, the wine in the jug flowed down quickly with his movements, and the kneeling man opened his mouth to swallow the wine.

Because the wine was poured in a hurry, naturally he couldn't swallow it all. A lot of wine flowed down the white jaw and passed through the slave mark, which seemed to be a little redder after infecting the slave mark, and finally flowed into the skirt of his clothes.

The artist man who was playing and dancing in the house stopped at some point, and came over. Seeing that there were several jugs on the table, they all took the jugs and came over to make fun of them.

In the past, they were teased and humiliated. When will they have the opportunity to tease others like this?

As soon as the wine in Mudan's hand was drained, other artists came over.

In the beginning, one person was still pouring wine, and the others were laughing and joking, then two people were pouring wine together, and then three people were pouring wine together.

The veil on Yin Yuan's face was wet and stuck to her face. Fortunately, the veil was impervious to water, and she couldn't see her face clearly just because it was just stuck to her face.

Soon, the dozen or so bottles of wine on the table were all poured out, and Yin Yuan's clothes were wet in a large area, and he looked very embarrassed at first glance.

Even the hairband was splashed with a drop of wine, it looked like the man's tears had soaked the black hairband.

As the last drop of wine was drained, Yin Yuan lowered his head, touched the wet part of the hairband with his fingertips, breathed heavily and frowned.

It seemed that the drop of wine burned her through the hairband.

"I'll give you another reward when I go back." Le Zhengrong passed the words into Yin Yuan's ears with all his inner strength, his voice was as gentle as before, but there were clearly some different emotions.

Yin Yuan's body trembled, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The art boys were having fun, and suggested to let this slave pet play some tricks, and suddenly heard a person pointing at the window, "Why don't you let brother blindfolded and go out for a walk?"

Everyone looked at the bustling street through the window, and they all agreed.

For a while, the melodious voice of Yingyan continued in the room, and Le Zhengrong tapped the edge of the table with his folding fan.

The room fell silent, and the men of art were all wondering why the young lady's eyes were frightening for a moment.

They are used to watching words and expressions, and they were just about to speak to ease the atmosphere.

A voice as bright as pearls sounded, "Just blindfolded and go to the teahouse opposite, buy a plate of pastries and come back."

The art boys proposed this just because they wanted to see this slave beg for mercy. Who would have thought that this young lady would really let people go out blindfolded. Wouldn't it be ruined for a man to go out like this?For a while, they looked at each other, not knowing whether they should speak, but thinking of the look in the young lady's eyes just now, they dared not speak.

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