Nanfei

It is said that Gao Binjie was loudly scolded by a beautiful woman as a "lewd thief". He was not ugly enough, he smacked his lips and sniggered, watching the excitement, his eyes were full of jokes, as if mocking him for having a special hobby, even a pretty widow would not be spared.

Angrily, Gao Binjie grabbed the wrist of the smiling woman in three steps and two steps, and ran like a shooting star into the depths of the alley.

The two brocade-clothed men glanced at each other, and smiled maliciously, following behind them with the wind under their feet.

In their view, stealing people is not a big deal, and stealing a married woman is not a big deal. What is important is that there are plays to watch, news to listen to, and excitement to join in with. The worst thing is that life is boring and boring.

They especially like to watch the drama about Gao Binjie, who keeps his life clean and loves not to step on the land of flowers and willows.

Fearing that his face would not be ashamed enough, and the scene would not be lively enough, he courteously called the servant girls and even the woman's son to arrest/rape him together.

Who ever thought that those people didn't appreciate it, and cast a contemptuous look at the two of them, who grinned contemptuously, and the two youths in fine clothes were very puzzled, what happened to those disdainful eyes?Could it be that he doesn't like to watch the excitement, after all, he is his master and mother, and he doesn't want to lose that person in public.

Dazed for a moment, those people ran like flying, leaving them far behind, the two of them gritted their teeth, scolding them so shamelessly, they obviously wanted to watch closely, but they put on a face that had nothing to do with them and had no interest in it.

After the two followed a few people, they ran to a shop and stopped, panting slightly, and looked up, the black gold letters "San Xiao Tang" were quite domineering and heroic.

An elegant and gentle middle-aged man of about forty stood at the door and greeted him: "Please, please, my third young master and Commander Gao ordered the younger one to welcome you here."

Rubbing their chins, the two of them followed behind the middle-aged man in a daze, through the lobby of the Three Smiles Hall, and turned around into the backyard, and came to a flower hall that was open on all sides.

Gao Binjie, who sat on the side and was sulking, saw the two barely smile, and pointed to the various pickles on the food table: "Qiwei, didn't you say you want to try the pickles from Sanxiaotang?"

The young man who was named greeted him with a smile on his face, and before he could sit down, he bent over impatiently, shook his nose vigorously, and praised: "Just by smelling the smell, you must know that this pickle must be very delicious Delicious and mouth-watering."

Another brocade-clothed man sneered, "Food."

Looking at the young man sitting beside Gao Binjie in amazement, he saw that the young man's face was creamy, his eyes were like lacquer, and his demeanor was particularly gorgeous. His hair was rolled into a bundle and tied casually with silk ribbons, and his red clothes were loosely tied in the same color. The silk sash is fastened, like the dawn breeze, people can't help but look at it a few more times, and it has taken away your mind unconsciously.

Drops of water remained on the young man's face, winding down along the smooth jaw and white neck, the exquisite collarbone looming, the young man smiled at him friendly, like a bright moon, the tips of the young man's ears were a little red, and his heart was not up to date He danced a beat slowly, let out a sigh of relief, and returned to his playful and coquettish appearance again, and smiled: "Binjie, why didn't you introduce this one to your friends?"

Foodie Gong Qiwei smiled excitedly at Gao Binjie: "Could it be that you were shut out in front of the pretty widow's door, and was rejected by the beautiful woman, so you had to save the country with a curve, and came to the Sanxiao Tang, which the pretty widow likes, to buy some pickles and go back to please her?"

After finishing speaking, he patted the young man sitting beside him, blinked, and showed a pitiful expression in his eyes: "Chenyu, we still think that he sincerely invites the two of us to try something new. Did you take advantage of it?"

Fu Chenyu agreed, the two became more addicted to drama, they looked at each other with tears in their eyes, they just cried and told Gao Binjie that he forgot his friend when he saw sex, and let down their brotherhood.

"That's enough." Gao Binjie's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he wanted to cry, but he was really wronged.Where is a pretty widow, she is clearly a vixen, if she is really stealing someone, it's okay to talk about it, the most hateful thing is not eating mutton and making a mess, this muddled account can't be explained clearly.

No, Gao Binjie spat, and took a look at the two bad friends. He always acted upright and sat upright! He despised those female prostitutes and male thieves very much, and was almost abducted into the pit by these two guys. The idea of ​​stealing people is born.

The instigator of Guangfeng Jiyue rolled his eyes and smiled, clenched his fists, and warned himself that this vixen is highly skilled in martial arts, cunning and cunning, and has at least 1 minds all over his body. He couldn't be more ruthless than him, so I had to endure it for now and make plans in the future.

The vixen Yao Chuanqi smiled shyly, lowered his head slightly, held the pot with his slender fingers, and filled the cups in front of the three of them with wine: "Young masters, are you talking about the matter between the slave family and Mr. Gao?" The soft female voice resounded impressively.

"..." Gao Binjie held his resentment in his heart, he couldn't get up and down, wishing he could stop his mouth immediately, lest the world would not be chaotic, and he would still add fuel to the fire here and add chaos to the chaos.

Gong Qiwei and Fu Chenyu were as dumb as hens, maintaining the posture of holding each other's heads motionless.

After finishing speaking, without giving the two of them a break, he pulled Gao Binjie's cuffs and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Today is the first day that my husband has gone, so I specially came to Sanxiaotang, and I ask the master to prepare for the hard-working husband of my family." Serve a table of raw material and vegetarian wine to comfort his dead soul."

The idiot can also tell that this table of fine wine and food is for the dead.

As soon as the words fell, the two bodhisattvas who looked like rocks in the temple jumped three feet high, jumped to the side and coughed earth-shatteringly, as if they wanted to squeeze out the acidic water in the internal organs of the throat.

Gao Binjie's face was flushed, and he glanced at his friend who was bending over and squatting on the ground, beating his chest and hitting his back just right for his throat. He deserved it, asking for trouble, and making the two of you laugh at this vixen endlessly.

He glared at Yao Chuanqi: "You will die if you don't pretend to be a woman." He tried to pull back his sleeve.

Yao Chuanchi looked solemnly, pinching his sleeve with his fingertips: "I will die."

"...", freak one.

"Why did you ask me to buy pickles here for you today?" Gao Binjie heard it clearly, and the shopkeeper of Sanxiaotang clearly called "Three Young Masters" respectfully to him.

Yao Chuanqi beckoned to him and asked him to come over by his ear. Gao Binjie leaned forward, hesitated a little, and moved closer. Yao Chuanqi squinted, and the corners of his mouth raised a frivolous arc. Only Yao Chuanlai said with a smile: "Because you are easy to deceive."

Gao Binjie was so angry that he was furious, smoke was rising from his head, and he pulled out the saber at his waist with a flash of cold light, glaring eyebrows, and the shining tip of the sword pointed directly at the young man's chest: "It's too much to bully, it's like fighting with me for three years!" Hundred rounds".

Yao Chuanqi casually stood up, and lightly flicked the tip of the sword that was glowing with cold light, the blade hummed, and looked at Gao Binjie with a slight surprise on his face, his eyes flicked playfully: "Hey, Commander, you change your face so quickly! .”

The stature is not as slow as a ghost, and he folded a slender willow branch from a nearby tree, raised his hand and twitched the willow branch, forming an arc in the air, and volleyed into the air with the sound of a strong wind breaking through the air: "Obey, end!" It will be an honor to compete with the commander in chief, but the ugly words come first, and those who lose are not qualified to ask about the other party's affairs."

Gao Binjie held the sword in his right hand, the sword energy was cold, Ling Ran went forward, but he didn't believe this evil, the famous sword that cuts iron like mud could not stop blowing on this soft and weak broken branch, this fellow looked down on him too much.

To Gao Binjie's surprise, there was a wanton evil smile on the corner of the other's lips, and he waved the slender willow branches unwaveringly towards him. The sound made Gao Binjie feel a blur in front of his eyes, a chill came straight to his face, his arms were numb, and he was very surprised.

This is not a weak and deceitful broken tree branch, but it is clearly a sharp weapon that is not inferior to the reputation. With an unyielding arrogance, he stabbed out the long sword, and it was directly under the opponent's ribs. Yao Chuanqi waved the willow branch, throwing it into the lake like a stone , aroused thousands of ripples, dissipating the strength of the opponent's stabbing, his eyes were shining with excitement, the whole person turned around, bent down to avoid the opponent's whizzing sword move, leaned back slightly, lifted Kicking off the sword in the opponent's hand, the willow branches, like a whip, wrapped around the neck of the opponent, and with a light movement, he pulled the person over: "Tsk, you lost."

If you lose, you lose. Gao Binjie is not the kind of person who has to find all kinds of excuses when he loses clearly. He immediately admitted that he is inferior to others.

Yao Chuanqi looked at him admiringly, pulled out the willow branch wrapped around his neck, squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to dab the faint red mark: "President, you still have to practice martial arts diligently." yes."

Gao Binjie was stunned for a moment, and angrily opened his flirtatious finger: "Which one is up to you."

Yao Chuanqi narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "It's a pity that such a beautiful neck has marks. Have you forgotten the previous lottery? The winner is entitled to ask the loser anything."

"..." Didn't he just say it casually?

After vomiting, the two of them stared at Yao Chuanqi dumbfounded, wondering if this is a man or a woman?Is it human or demon?

Shaking his body, the kung fu is so powerful, and he uses such a handsome kung fu, the light willow branch seems to be infused with soul in his hand, like arm and finger, four or two moves a thousand catties, using softness to overcome rigidity, sometimes light like a swallow, sometimes like lightning, like a sword The tricks again and again dazzled the viewers.

The two stared at Yao Chuanqi with staring eyes and burning admiration.

Can I become a teacher?

Can I accept apprentices?

There were crackling slaps, and Gao Binjie was depressed. Whose friends are these two people?

Just slap him to death.