Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Senior Sister Lan didn't even explain, and Ziyi said in front of Jiang Xundao that she was her old friend, but she just shook her head helplessly, not intending to explain to Jiang Xundao at all. .

Ziyi looked at Jiang Xundao with some complacency in her eyes, took Lan Yiyou's hand, smiled and told Yun Niang beside her: "Yun Niang, You'er will share the bed with me tonight, you clean up a guest room for Miss Jiang to stay in." That's it."

Want to share the same room?Jiang Xundao, who was already sullen and lowered her head, seemed taken aback. She subconsciously raised her head to look at Lan Yiyou, but Lan Yiyou didn't seem to care. She lowered her head slightly and still looked cold.

It was not easy for Jiang Xundao to ask Lan Yiyou in front of others, she even felt that she didn't need to ask at all, Senior Sister Lan didn't seem to care at all.

Ziyi led Lan Yiyou and was about to leave, but before leaving, he smiled politely: "Miss Jiang, don't see outsiders, if there is anything, just tell Yunniang, she will take care of everything."

The acquaintance between Ziyi and Lan Yiyou seems to be not polite. From their limbs and eyes, Jiang Xundao can feel a strange tacit understanding and fit.

They should have known each other for a long time. This was Jiang Xundao's intuition. He realized that Senior Sister Lan, who had always been indifferent, did not resist the approach of the girl in purple.

An inexplicable sense of grievance and sourness welled up in his heart, Jiang Xundao lowered his head and forced a smile: "Thank you Miss Zi."

Jiang Xundao didn't look up until Lan Yiyou was pulled away by Ziyi, so naturally he didn't see the helplessness and doting in Lan Yiyou's eyes when he was staring at her.

Ziyi pulled Lan Yiyou back to the room, and leaned against the door as soon as the door was closed, biting her red lips and looking at Lan Yiyou with winking eyes: "Tell me, Youer, that girl is your little lover."

Foxes are prostitutes by nature. Miyou likes love. In their view, pleasure is the most important thing in this world.Even Zi Yi, who looks as gentle as a Jiangnan woman, is no exception.

It's just that Ziyi is a little restrained compared to the other bold and unrestrained sisters.

There are still same-sex couples in the monastic sect, not to mention Fox Valley. Lan Yiyou has been used to seeing the affairs of men and women since she was a child, and it is all normal for her.

Lan Yiyou didn't intend to disclose the matter with Jiang Xundao to others, she shook her head, frowned and said, "Didn't Youer tell my sister that Xundao is just a friend I met on Penglai Island. "

Ziyi snorted, and picked up a strand of hair on the shoulder to play with, seeing Lan Yiyou's eyes becoming more and more charming, she smiled foolishly and said: "Your, sister has been in the romantic place for many years, you still want to hide this kind of thing Sister? The way you look at that little girl is unusual."

Lan Yiyou held the long sword, raised her eyebrows, and her eyes fell on Ziyi's body. She was noncommittal, and she might really not be able to hide this from Ziyi.

A strong strange fragrance suddenly emanated from Zi Yi's body, Lan Yiyou frowned and took two steps back.

Ziyi smiled softly, twisted her waist and walked to Lan Yiyou's side, leaning on her weakly and bonelessly, her white and slender arms climbed on Lan Yiyou's shoulders, she smiled delicately and gently opened her lips, exhaling the fragrance, and said Xian said in a dark voice: "It seems that our little You'er has finally moved Fanxin and wants to taste the joy of love."

Lan Yiyou pushed Ziyi's hand away: "If the fourth sister finds You'er happy again, then You'er will take Xundao to the inn to rest."

After all, she took two steps towards the door. .

Ziyi was stunned, and her charming and glistening eyes instantly regained clarity. She put her hands on her hips and snorted, stomped her feet and complained quietly, "Stupid fox, my sister can't play with you."

The fox family has no taboos, even between sisters and brothers, they can seduce them to the bed.

Although Lan Yiyou felt that Ziyi should have no such thoughts about her, she was still on guard. At night, Ziyi yawned and lay down on the bed lazily, smiling coquettishly and hooking her hands.

Luckily, Lan Yiyou turned into his original form, turning into a little fox with snow-white and fluffy fur. He shook his paws and leaped lightly onto the bed.

Ziyi hugged her joyfully, pinched her ears and rubbed her ears for a while, then sighed quietly and said: "In my opinion, that little girl is not good enough for you. But a mortal monk with ordinary cultivation and aptitude That's all. If you want to play with her, my sister will naturally not care about you, but if you have other thoughts, let alone grandma, even I will not agree."

Lan Yiyou, who was curled up in her arms, opened her eyes. Although she was in a demon body, she said: "Didn't Fourth Sister say that the most important thing to live in this world is to be happy and happy."

"Even so, you know, grandma doesn't like humans."

Ziyi was silent for a long while after speaking, and then said: "In the past, the foxes in the valley were sincere and sincere, but never dared to bring people back to the valley, because they were afraid of annoying grandma. Grandma turned a blind eye and closed the other eye as if she didn't see I realized that she didn't want to be too strict with us, but you are different. You are the treasure on the tip of my grandma's heart, and you cannot do things that others can do."

Guided by Yunniang, Jiang Xundao walked around the backyard of Ziyi Building, and took her to eat something when it was almost dark. Jiang Xundao didn't see Lan Yiyou and Ziyi during this time.

In the end, he led her to the room at the end of the corridor on an unknown floor and arranged for her to live there.

Yunniang lowered her eyebrows and said in a submissive tone: "The house has been tidied up, so you can stay here at ease. If there is something to order, Yunniang will be downstairs, and the girl will just say hello."

"Thank you, Aunt Yun."

Jiang Xundao thanked her, saw Yunniang turned to leave, and quickly asked her: "Aunt Yun, may I ask you a question, what does this Ziyi building do for a living?"

Jiang Xundao followed Yunniang all the way, and everywhere he went were carved beams, painted buildings, literati calligraphy, a large hall on the first floor, filled with sandalwood tables and chairs, and a bluestone platform in the center that looked like a high platform for singing.

It looks like an inn, but you can't smell the aroma of wine and vegetables, but a quiet sandalwood lingering around.

Since entering the door, she has not seen anyone else except Ziyi and Yunniang. She is a little curious, whether the Ziyi House of the Ziyi girl is a tavern or a teahouse.

Yunniang was a little surprised, even if ordinary people walked into the Purple Clothes Building and didn't see the girl, they would probably be able to guess where it was, let alone the person brought by Miss Lan.

"Miss, don't you know? Our Ziyilou is the number one brothel in Minzhou."

"Qinglou?"

Just now Jiang Xundao was still secretly guessing in his heart that the restaurant of the girl in purple was somewhat similar to the brothel on Penglai Island, but he did not expect that it was really a brothel.

Speaking of which, the last time Lan Yiyou went to the brothel to look for her, she was spotted by the beautiful Ling'an girl and said that she wanted to spend the night together.

In the current Ziyilou, she is sleeping with that purple-clothed girl again. Senior Sister Lan and the brothel really have an indissoluble bond.

Jiang Xundao didn't want to make Lan Yiyou think wrong, but in the current situation, she just couldn't do it if she didn't want to. Lan Yiyou didn't even refuse the girl in purple this time.

Lying listlessly on the bed, sniffing the strong fragrance in the room, but tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, feeling faintly wronged and uncomfortable.

I don't know what Senior Sister Lan and the purple-clothed girl are doing now, whether it's the same as last time when she and Senior Sister Lan were sleeping in each other's arms.

Jiang Xundao got more and more bored as he thought about it, so she got up, she wanted to see Heichi and the others, she remembered that Yunniang had placed Heichi and the others in a separate small yard in the backyard, and she had prepared a lot of dried fish and fresh fruits .

There was silence in the Ziyi building. Although the red lanterns hung all around illuminated the whole building, it was so quiet that the creak when the door was opened was deafening to Jiang Xundao's ears.

She bent down and closed the door lightly, then walked downstairs relying on her memory.

After she went down two floors, she realized that the stairs she had come up had disappeared. The original staircase had turned into a room with a red door. Two red lanterns were hung at the door. The candles in the lanterns danced without wind, and the dark green The candle flame kept jumping.

Jiang Xundao's heart also jumped up and down. She squeezed her hands and swiped her closed index and middle fingers in front of her eyes. A white light flashed across her pupils.

She took a deep breath and glanced around, but found nothing. The red house in front of her hadn't disappeared, and even the two lanterns looked normal, without a trace of evil spirit.

Two drops of cold sweat slowly rolled down Jiang Xundao's forehead. She swallowed, then shook her head vigorously, before turning around and walking back.

But after walking two steps, she heard a low moan coming from the red house behind her. Jiang Xundao stopped in her tracks. She turned her head to look at the red house and listened.

The voice didn't disappear, but it was hazy and hard to hear. Jiang Xundao hesitated for a while. He obviously felt that something was wrong and wanted to leave first, but his feet seemed to be disobedient, and he approached the closed door step by step. door.

The cold sweat on her forehead slipped from her pale face, scratched across her chin, and then fell to the ground with a thud, splashing a circle of fine dust.

The voice in the room became clearer as she got closer, and when she finally stuck to the door, the voice was as clear as someone whispering in her ear.

No one spoke, just the coquettish panting sounds that entered Jiang Xundao's ears strangely, even if he covered his ears, he couldn't block the sound.

Jiang Xundao covered her ears and took two steps back. Her forehead was sweating more and more, and the scene in front of her seemed to become distorted.

She wanted to close her eyes, but there seemed to be two red paper-cuts on the mahogany door that she hadn't touched at all, and she could vaguely see two entangled women.

Weird, dry, inexplicable throbbing.

Jiang Xundao, who was about to leave, walked to the mahogany door for some reason, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly and pushed the door open.

With almost no effort, the door was pushed open a gap, the light inside was warm and dim, and a beam of light falling from the beam fell on the carved soft couch in the center of the room.

On the pure white soft felt, two naked women lay horizontally.

Jiang Xundao looked through the crack of the door and saw the woman with her back facing her bent between another woman's legs. Her hands were caressing and swimming on the woman below her. Their snow-white bodies .The body clings together like tangled tree roots.

Looking at the Mu in front of her, Jiang Xundao felt as if her heart had exploded suddenly, and then began to beat crazily and rapidly. Her mind was blank and she stared blankly.

She watched the woman slowly lift her head from between her companion's legs, then turned her head, and glanced at the door inadvertently, a sticky silver thread was still pulled by the delicate red lips.

The woman under her slowly raised her legs to clamp her slender waist, and rubbed her gently, as if dissatisfied with her distraction.

Jiang Xundao's mind was blank, she couldn't look away, and even the most basic thinking ability seemed to have disappeared.

Everything in front of my eyes began to become hazy, and I couldn't see anything clearly, except for the intermittent humming sound with a trace of pain and joy in my ear, which was still echoing non-stop.

When she regained her senses and looked around again, the two women in the room changed their appearance, from the two faces she didn't know to her and Lan Yiyou.

And she didn't know when, from a bystander to a player in the game.

She looked at Lan Yiyou, who was pressing close to her, in astonishment, and looked at the playful smile evoked by her beautiful and cold face.

She couldn't move, because Lan Yiyou was holding her hand tightly, just looking at her with a provocative smile.

It was such a familiar face, but Jiang Xundao felt strange, as if the person in front of him was just wearing a mask to play Lan Yiyou, with that strange breath and strange temperature.

Jiang Xundao tried his best to close his eyes, exhausting almost all his strength, before he let out a low growl: "No."

The moment she yelled, the mysterious force that imprisoned her body disappeared instantly, and Jiang Xundao sat up suddenly from the bed.

She gasped heavily, her whole body was soaked in cold sweat, she looked around in horror.

In the same room, her burden and spirit sword were placed on the table, and there was also a golden incense burner, inside which was a half-burned incense that went out, and a pinch of white ash fell on the table.

Is it a dream?

Jiang Xundao closed her eyes and took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Her aching chest felt better. She slowly got up and wanted to pour a cup of tea.

But just as her hand touched the teapot on the table, she froze in astonishment. She stared blankly at her hand.

Between the white wrists, there was a circle of blue-purple finger marks that had been pressed.