Tragedy always starts with accepting the wrong apprentice

Seven

Bai Meng glanced at Fu Qiaoyin with a strange look. He seemed to want to check if Fu Qiaoyin had a fever with his hand. He stretched his hand halfway, but was forced back by Fu Qiaoyin's gaze.

"Yihongyuan? Do you like women?" Bai Meng asked.

"It doesn't count." Fu Qiaoyin replied vaguely. He did like women more than men, but because of his body, he had some troubles with women, so he didn't know whether he liked men or women.

Bai Meng snorted, he thought for a while and then asked: "Then what are you going to do? Sell yourself in?"

He really didn't think about himself at all.

The corners of Fu Qiaoyin's mouth twitched, "You always think that I'm going to sell myself to a place like that. Is it because you want to go in to pick up customers and feel embarrassed to say so, but you want to find a way to go down and fulfill your purpose?"

"Bah, am I this kind of person!" Bai Meng slapped the table angrily.

"You are." Fu Qiaoyin nodded frankly.

Bai Meng was so choked by Fu Qiaoyin's appearance that he couldn't speak. He simply didn't have the same knowledge as Fu Qiaoyin, and devoted all his attention to the pastries on the table. This Jiangnan Flower Show has taken a lot of thought, even the small pastries given to the guests The sweet-scented osmanthus cake cut into small pieces melts in the mouth, but the faint sweetness lingers between the lips and teeth. Even if you eat too much, you won't get a hint of greasy taste. Instead, you want to eat more.Bai Meng tasted bad after eating, his eyes sparkled, and he cleaned up the snacks on the table in two or three strokes.

"Okay, go to the brothel at night. I know that there is a brothel that has not only women but also men, and there are also prostitutes who specialize in performing arts. Generally speaking, it's not bad." Bai Meng laughed twice, and then said in a low voice. Looking at Fu Qiaoyin, she whispered, "It's especially suitable for a virgin like you."

Glancing at Bai Meng, Fu Qiaoyin put on a look that he was just reluctant to take a look. After all, Bai Meng thinks so, and he will not make him suspect that he is for him if he does what Bai Meng thinks. .

"Oh right, there is no direct relationship between Yihongyuan and brothels. Who told you that brothels are called Yihongyuan?" Bai Meng asked.

Fu Qiaoyin: "..."

It can't be said that it is called this in all the erotic pictures, right?

Fu Qiaoyin wanted to go to the brothel to see and see. This was of course a new thing for Bai Meng. Before it was completely dark, he really took Fu Qiaoyin to the one he recommended. As soon as he entered, the heavily made-up procuress shook his head Her non-existent waist twisted and moved closer. She looked very familiar with Bai Meng, and said, "It's been a long time, Mr. Bai. What's wrong? Missing my slave?"

"Mom is so beautiful, of course I miss you very much, but this time I'm not alone." Bai Meng said with a smile, pointing to Fu Qiaoyin who was standing next to him with two blushes on his face, watching The old bustard who has seen countless beauties wanted to stick his eyes on it, so he just let it go, "This time, I mainly brought my brother to learn more, and I also know the beauty of this fireworks field, so that I don't have to think about it all day long." .”

The old bustard is also a smart person. When she heard Bai Meng say this, she immediately answered: "It's easy to handle. I will prepare a private room for the two of you. I guarantee that you will be satisfied... Let me tell you, Mr. Bai, how can you do this this time?" It's a coincidence that we came here, today, our family happens to have an event."

"Oh? What event?" Bai Meng asked with great interest. He dragged Fu Qiaoyin to follow behind the bustard, and while walking, he winked at Yingying Yanyan who was passing by. Bai Meng uttered the truth after drinking, knowing how deep Bai Meng's affection for his apprentice was, Fu Qiaoyin would also believe that Bai Meng was really just playing with his apprentice on a whim.

The old bustard who was walking in front turned around and cast a wink again, "My lord doesn't know, this is the case, but our annual oiran election, whether it's a young lady or a prostitute, will participate, and the auction price will be used to elect a Oiran is here."

"Is it too hasty to choose Huakui in this way?" Fu Qiaoyin asked.

"Not carelessly, this method is just right. This is the Goulan Courtyard. No matter how well packaged it is, it is still a business of flesh and blood. Whoever has the highest price will of course be the oiran." The old bustard said.

Fu Qiaoyin understood.

The bustard sent the two of them into the private room and then retreated out. Since today is the oiran election, there is no way to find a few girls to accompany her. In desperation, she had to order a pot of wine and some side dishes. eating.

"Qiao Yin, you are blessed." Bai Meng said, shaking the wine glass in his hand.

"How to say?"

"If the oiran is elected, it's natural to see those girls and young masters who are usually taken over by others. Some people are really... tsk tsk, they look better than you."

"I don't think you're boasting."

"Don't be so serious, just make sense." Bai Meng said haha, he glanced downstairs casually, but when he saw a familiar figure, his eyes were locked on him, he let out a sigh, and said to himself Yu said: "Why is my good disciple here?"

As soon as Fu Qiaoyin heard his words, he became happy, and started looking for it, and said, "You must have read it wrong, right?"

"Probably not." Bai Meng lacked confidence.

The sparse ginseng looks good and is easy to find. Fu Qiaoyin and Bai Meng can be counted as finding someone immediately. The Xuanyi, a low-level magical weapon, fit surprisingly well on his body. Even if they were on the second floor, they could still see the bulging muscles on that person.

Fu Qiaoyin glanced at Bai Meng strangely, now that he thought about it, he liked women before, why did he fall in love with this muscular man later on.

"Strange, what is he doing here? Didn't he follow us to find it?" Bai Meng murmured, he glanced at the sparse ginseng again in doubt, and then forced himself to look back.

His thought was a self-consolation. If a monk in the Qi refining period followed two monks in the Consecration period, how could they not find out?Among them, there is a full difference of two steps. Even if you don't have your spiritual consciousness, it is easy to find such a person.

Fu Qiao smiled. He didn't expose Bai Meng's words, but deliberately encouraged him: "Do you want to go down and ask? Maybe he really came to look for you. It would be better if you go down earlier and admit your mistake. Wait a minute." It might be too late."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Meng, who was still vacillating, immediately made a decision. He sat down on the chair and frowned and said, "I won't go down."