The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (29)

Zhaoyue Tower was full of feasting and feasting lights, and it continued to make noise until midnight.

Probably just came back from the battlefield, the blood on Shu Le's body was not cold yet, after listening to the six-tone girl playing the piano in the room, he got up and went to the stage on the first floor to watch other girls dance.

Liu Yin stood up, stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Shu Le's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "If... if the general wants to see it, I, I can also dance for the general."

Shu Le had just drank a few glasses of wine, and although he was not drunk, his eyes were filled with the haze of drunkenness.

He turned around and smiled, stretched out his hand to pat Liuyin's slender hands on his body, and said softly, "Yinyin's hands are meant to play the piano for this general. Be good, it's getting late, let the maid take you back, Rest early. Otherwise it won't be beautiful."

After finishing speaking, Shu Le casually took out a peach blossom from the celadon vase in the house, took the wine cup on the table with the other hand, pushed open the door and walked out frivolously.

Lin Jitong got up and followed Shu Le, but Liu Yin chased him straight away.

Yi Xiang's shadow moved, and the moment Liu Yin went out to catch up with Shu Le, Lin Jitong pulled her from behind.

Miss Liuyin froze for a moment, then turned her head to look at Lin Jitong, and said anxiously: "Mr. Lin, can I bother you to let go of the servant, the servant still wants to chase..."

"Can you catch up?"

Lin Jitong's gaze followed Shu Le, watching the man walk down the stairs and into the noisiest song pavilion on the first floor.

Seeing that it was Shu Le who was coming, all the pretty girls downstairs came forward and chatted with that person.

There is no expression on the face under the mask, but the corner of the mouth is smiling.

While laughing and laughing with the girls, he took the wine from a girl and drank it. By the way, he praised the wine in the woman's hand as sweet as the woman's.

Lin Jitong withdrew his gaze and looked down at Liu Yin: "Can you catch up with him?"

Liuyin pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said softly after a long time: "...Zhaoyuelou, no, the general only hired one person from the slave family in the flower shop in the entire capital."

Lin Jitong smiled: "Yes. But does he have a good night with you, has a soft-spoken conversation with you, does he plan to take you out of the building and marry you?"

Liu Yin suddenly raised his eyes: "I..."

Lin Jitong didn't say much, he walked around Liuyin, followed the stairs that Shu Le had walked down slowly, until he came to Shu Le's side.

Shu Le is playing drumming and passing flowers with a few beautiful ladies. Whoever loses will take off a piece of clothing.

But Shu Le was the only one who took off his clothes after playing around.

Ladies and sisters are all treasures, we can play games together, but how can we make them take off their clothes?

Shu Le drank another glass of wine with a smile on her face, stood up and said with a smile, "I'll drink Miss Yuqing's wine for her too, come on, come on, next round will be next."

The tables are large, so people are not too crowded.

Lin Jitong sat down beside Shu Le, who was leaning over, and was about to throw the big red tie flower in his hand into another girl's arms.

Shu Le has already taken off three pieces of clothes, leaving only the last thin white underwear inside.

The inner shirt is not too wide, it outlines Shu Le's shoulders and waist, making him even thinner.

On the back, it can even be seen that there is a place wrapped in cotton yarn and blue cloth, which is probably where the wound was shot by the arrow.

At the end of the round, Shu Le wanted to drink again.

Lin Jitong took the wine glass from his hand and nodded to the girls on the table: "He drank too much, I'll drink this glass for him."

A beautiful woman sitting on the seat covered her mouth lightly and smiled, and danced the champagne in her hand: "Hey, General Shu drank it for Miss Ruoyi, and you want to drink it for General Shu, isn't that right?" General Shu also turned into a girl? Hahahahaha—”

As soon as the words came out, the other women also laughed.

Suddenly something unclear in Lin Jitong's mind was uncovered, and he turned to look at Shu Le immediately in a panic, but found that Shu Le seemed to be drunk, so he also turned to look at himself at this time.

The eyes under those masks looked foggy, and there was no military officer's temperament anymore.

On the contrary, it really looks like a golden branch that treats people with pity.

Lin Jitong closed his eyes slightly, poured down the wine, and Shu Le took several women from the flower shop to applaud together: "Lin was a good drinker when he was in college, I'm sorry for the general's disrespect."

Lin Jitong put down his wine glass, ignored the joke, and objected to Shu Le: "You are hurt, so drink less."

Shu Le waved his hand, picked up the wine glass and refilled it, didn't care that Lin Jitong was drinking with him just now, and said with a smile:

"Brother Lin, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today! Maybe one day in the future, this general will die on the battlefield with blood, so you should cherish the days of drinking and having fun with me!"

The girls all laughed and laughed, saying that General Shu was so brave and invincible, how could this be possible.

Only Lin Jitong's normal face sank suddenly, and after a long while, he stood up without saying a word, turned around and left.

Shu Le gave a "tsk", beckoned to the young ladies, and chased them out.

After chasing Lin Jitong all the way to the market, Shu Le took a breath, stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders: "Brother Lin, why are you so easy to get angry?"

Lin Jitong didn't break free, dragged Shu Le forward, and said coldly: "You use your own safety to play wantonly with those women in the flower shop, why can't I be angry?"

Comfortable, Shu Le hooked Lin Jitong's neck and gestured: "Oh, just to have fun, why bother to be serious?"

Lin Jitong turned his face and gave Shu Le a sideways glance, then walked forward without saying a word.

Shu Le had nothing to say, so he could only follow in a few steps, stood in front of Lin Jitong, clasped his hands together and bowed, resigned, and said, "Okay, okay. Brother Lin, I made a mistake. Brother Lin is so benevolent and righteous. Just don't argue with this little general, okay?"

Lin Jitong just glanced at him, and said: "You must never make such jokes in the future."

Shu Le raised two fingers: "Okay, okay, I swear by this general."

Lin Jitong said again: "You can't spend the night with the women in the flower shop, and you can't play with many women wantonly."

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le shook his head and sighed: "Brother Lin, long time no see, you care more than my old father now. Old General Shu doesn't care if I spend the night with a woman or not."

Probably the wound was caused by the running just now, when Shu Le turned his back and walked while talking to Lin Jitong, light blood seeped out from the only underwear he was wearing.

Lin Jitong walked behind him, so he could see clearly: "Your wound is bleeding again."

"Bleeding again?"

People's reactions are always slow after drinking, and Shu Le didn't even feel the pain.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and seeing that his hand was indeed stained with blood, Shu Le shook his head and said, "Oh, I'm getting old, it's useless."

Shu Le's gown was taken off in Zhaoyue Tower and Lin Jitong took off his blouse and put it on for him, then said: "The front is my mansion, go and change your dressing."

Shu Le hesitated for a moment: "No need, I'll go home and fix it."

Lin Jitong looked at Shu Le and said, "Are you going back to the palace tonight?"

Shu Le thought for a while: "Come back...but His Majesty will definitely not go there, it doesn't matter if you come back later."

The two were walking side by side in the dark, when Lin Jitong suddenly said, "Did he treat you well?"

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le was stunned for a moment by the question of Lin Jitong, a young man who was suddenly rich in literature and art, and then scratched his head after a long time: "No, Brother Lin. I'm all male... so I should be all right. Doesn't make a difference, does it?"

Lin Jitong nodded: "Yes, sooner or later you will come out from there."

Shu Le thought, that's not necessarily the case.

But for the sake of Lin Jitong being such a straight man, Shu Le still felt that he should not destroy the beautiful fantasy in the straight man's heart.

There were not many servants in the Lin residence, so after taking the medicine, Lin Jitong personally brought it over, and put the cotton yarn and green cloth on the tray.

Under the shadow of the candlelight, Shu Le looked at Lin Jitong's movements, and said with some hesitation, "Brother Lin...do you really know it? It took me a lot of time for this wound to heal."

Lin Jitong lit the scissors on the fire a little bit, and stretched out his hand to untie Shule's underwear: "My father is a famous doctor, Brother Le, don't worry."

Shu Le: ... Lele is so scared, what if he is a barefoot doctor, huh.

The inner shirt was unbuttoned, exposing the inner skin, which appeared fairer and more delicate under the light.

It also made the wound in the middle look more terrifying and messy.

Lin Jitong took off the cotton gauze, frowned and looked at it for a while: "Shu Le, when did you get hurt?"

Shu Le honestly reported the day.

Lin Jitong's complexion became more and more ugly: "You are in your twenties. According to the days you said, the wounds will not heal so slowly."

Shu Le thought sadly, isn't this adding insult to injury to the little emperor?

Lin Jitong quickly changed Shu Le's medicine, tied up his inner shirt for Shu Le, and said, "Give me your hand."

Shu Le yawned and passed his hand over.

Lin Jitong stretched out his hand to feel Shu Le's pulse, his expression became more and more unpredictable.

He let go of Shule: "Aside from the unhealed wound, what other symptoms have you had recently?"

Shu Le pretended to be stupid and said, "What symptoms? I'm just injured, what more symptoms?"

Lin Jitong patted the table: "Shu Le!"

Shu Le smiled and said, "Hey!"

Lin Jitong was so angry that his nose was about to crooked, and he picked up the remaining cotton yarn and was about to go out, but Shu Le stopped him just two steps away.

Shu Le blinked: "Brother Lin, I've applied the medicine to the wound and looked at it, can I go back?"

Lin Jitong doubted: "You will not return to the palace at this time, where are you going?"

Shu Le said: "I'm still thinking about going to Zhaoyue Tower to have a glass of flower wine again. I just didn't enjoy myself halfway through the game."

Lin Jitong was even more angry: "You are so seriously injured, you still can't let go of these dirty things?!"

Shu Le pursed her lips, and stood up reluctantly holding the table: "The love between men and women is a normal thing in life, so why bother?"

"Furthermore..."

Shu Le looked at Lin Jitong aggrievedly, then looked down at his little brother, and said sadly, "Brother Lin, I haven't had one in the past few days when I went to war...Do you have the heart to watch me suffocate to death?"

Lin Jitong: "..."

Shu Le lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to pluck the music on himself, and said lazily: "Look, I put down the girls and came to chase you first, and then I'm ready to go back after coaxing you. You will spare brother this time. OK?"

Lin Jitong put down the tray in his hand, and cast his eyes on Shu Le: "No. If you go back to the palace, I will personally send you off. Don't think about anything else."

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le sighed faintly, and suddenly came up with a very bad idea.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Jitong.

Young and promising, scholarly, handsome and unrestrained, he looks very good-looking in a green crane and white willow suit.

Shu Le pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Then, otherwise...Brother Lin, you help me, and I will help you too, okay?"

I don't know why, it's obviously very vague, but Lin Jitong guessed the meaning in just one click.

He froze for a moment, then looked at Shu Le.

That person was leaning against the beauty's couch, his lips were pale, only a pair of beautiful eyes were surprisingly bright.

The white underwear stretched across the couch, highlighting his increasingly slender figure.

When I looked at it suddenly, I felt lively and fragrant.

The author has something to say: Lele: You help me~ I’ll help you too~ Let’s be a pair of happy gourd brothers~

Lin Jitong: Good.

Zhou Sui:? ? ? ?The top of my head... a green light is shining.

Author: Love is a ray of light, so wonderful, it guides us to a brave future!

Zhou Sui: ...

Zhou Sui: Please, please support me, my skills are much better than that damned Lin Jitong!