Not long after, the food and drinks were served, and the prostitute named Qiaoqiao came in. After greeting her, she played the song "Autumn Thoughts on the Dressing Table" on her flute. I can't say her technique was very good, but she seemed to be a singer and escort in a restaurant.
Among the prostitutes, they were considered to be very good, and the ones with straight heads and straight faces looked pleasing to the eye. Everyone just wanted to have fun, and they couldn't help cheering and cheering, and they all took money and rewarded her.
Wu Xiang saw Lu Yan's serious expression when listening to the music, as if he really came to listen to the music. He couldn't help but laugh at his seriousness. He deliberately wanted to annoy him. He pointed at the Qiaoqiao and said: "Come here, our Lu
The second master is also good at playing the flute, do you want to compete to see whose skill is better?"
The group of people started to giggle, and Qiao Qiao came over with a smile as expected, sat down next to Lu Yan, and leaned towards him weakly and bonelessly. Lu Yan quickly stepped aside and his ears turned red.
Wu Xiang laughed so hard that he became mischievous and kept Lu silent. He just winked at Qiao Qiao and said, "You really don't know how to serve. Master Lu is angry with you. Why don't you give him a glass of wine to make amends? Please coax him."
Only then can I reward you."
Everyone immediately started shouting, pouring wine, pulling people, and held Lu Yan down forcefully, letting Qiao Qiao pour Lu Yan a glass of wine. Qiao Qiao loved Lu Yan's appearance and wanted to beg her.
In order to win the favor of others, you must show your goodwill in every possible way, use all your means, cling to you, and think of Lu Mian with a good word.
Who would have thought that after Lu Yan was caught off guard and drank the first cup, he would not drink the second cup. He blushed and pushed aside, refusing to give in despite everyone yelling. He just looked at Wu Xiang and said, "Yes."
Enough of the joking, you know I don't like this, if you come again I will spoil your fun."
Wu Xiang knew his temperament, so she accepted it as soon as she was pleased. She clapped her hands to signal Qiaoqiao to retreat, and asked her three sisters to play and sing aside. They talked to themselves and didn't eat their wine. It was almost over.
After an hour, everyone was drunk and dizzy after eating and drinking. Wu Xiang got up and went to the hut and came back. He said with a smile: "Have you all had fun? Let's disperse?"
Suddenly a boy came in and said: "There was a servant at the door. Someone just picked up the sachet in front of the hut. I want to ask you, sir, if anyone has dropped the sachet."
Everyone looked at Wu Xiang: "You were the only one who went to the hut just now, but is it yours?"
Wu Xiang touched it and nodded: "Sure enough, mine is gone."
Everyone ridiculed him: "It's just that we lost things when we were drunk. You are like this even if you don't drink. It's really funny. You are also lucky to meet someone who is not greedy."
Na Qiaoqiao smiled and said: "You guys don't know, the boss has already explained it. If a customer drops something in the shop and it is picked up by the waiter in our shop, you can rest assured that a penny will be recovered."
There won’t be much money either.”
While he was talking, the boy came in with a sachet. It was a delicate sachet embroidered with smiling flowers in light blue. The petals of the smiling flowers were embroidered with ivory and yellow silk threads, and the halos were embroidered with red and purple silk threads. The color scheme was very fresh, and the embroidery work was even better.
It's precise.
Before Wu Xiang could speak, someone snatched it away. He held the sachet and waved it around for everyone to see. They laughed at him and said, "Wu Er, you actually used something from a woman? Why, you even embroidered it with a smiling flower. Tell me, it's true."
Who gave it to you?"
Lu Yan originally only smiled at them teasing Wu Xiang, but his eyes drifted away, and the smile suddenly froze on his face. He was very familiar with this smiling flower, from Lin Jinrong's tube top, stockings, to the daily kerchief
, he could often see its figure. He couldn't help but clenched his fists and cast his gaze on Wu Xiang's face.
Wu Xiang didn't realize it, he just felt that he had dropped the sachet, and someone else had dropped the sachet, and it happened to be delivered to him. Such a coincidence was really fun, so he laughed and got up to grab it: "You
Let me say it and I will say it? Since it was given to me, of course I won’t tell you. Bring it quickly! Spare your life!"
The man was used to being a promiscuous man, and because he was drunk, he just refused to give it to her, forcing Wu Xiang to reveal who her confidante gave it to.
Wu Xiang was just joking and snatching with him. Lu Mian felt agitated in his heart. He felt that Wu Xiang's face looked so hateful. It made people want to punch him and step on him to relieve his hatred. It was difficult to do so.
After holding back, my hands started to shake slightly.
But Wu Xiang suddenly felt bored. He leaned back on the chair and said lazily: "To tell you the truth, it's not mine. You can take it if you want. Just be careful that there is a Rakshasa ghost in your heart who wants to get up in the middle of the night and pick you out."
Eat with your heart!”
Everyone laughed at him: "There are people in the room. You said that you dropped something, and it happened to be a sachet. But now you don't admit it. You are not drunk. Who will believe you? You are a Rakshasa ghost."
, if you lose this thing, you will be eaten out by the painted Rakshasa demon!"
The man was holding the sachet and shaking his shoulders and said, "I'm so scared." But Lu Yan stood up quickly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the thing. Everyone booed and said that they were both good. Lu Yan was sure
I knew it and came to help cover it up.
Lu Yan quickly put the thing into his sleeve and smiled lightly: "This thing belongs to me. I dropped it earlier. I drank too much and didn't notice it."
Wu Xiang turned around in surprise and saw Lu Yan smiling on his face, but there was no smile at all in his eyes. Without looking at him, he couldn't help but put away his smile, stood up and said, "It's all gone."
Everyone dispersed laughing and joking, Lu Yan got on his horse, and Wu Xiang caught up from behind and said: "Erlang..."
Lu Yan looked back at him, his eyes dark and unclear, and said in a very sure and irrefutable tone: "This sachet is not yours."
This look and tone... Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, swallowed the joke, and said seriously: "Of course it's not mine. They made a mistake." He wanted to speak again, but Lu Yan had already slapped his crotch hard.
The dismounted horse whipped and headed forward against the cold wind.
Wu Xiang didn't know why, but he didn't want to catch up to find out. He stood on the horse for a moment, shook his head, urged the horse on his crotch, and walked slowly home.
Lu Yan returned to the Lu Mansion in one breath, threw all the whips and horses to Changshou, and walked quickly inside. When he reached a bright and deserted place, he stopped and took the sachet and looked at it carefully. He was sure that he had seen it right. It was indeed the
He was used to seeing the smiling flowers and remembered them in his heart. He opened the sachet and saw that it contained a small bunch of hair tied with colorful silk threads, which also exuded the faint fragrance of cold plum. He was silent for a moment, and gently
The sachet was tied up. He slowly walked to the leeward place and stood there for a long time. After thinking about it several times, he walked towards the small yard where he and Lin Jinrong lived.
Mrs. Zhang heard the door ring, opened it and saw him. She couldn't help but smile like a rotten chrysanthemum: "Oh, Second Master, you are back!"
Lu Yan nodded lightly.
Mrs. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his expression, and tentatively and cautiously shouted inside: "Second Master is back."
Aunt Gui and others hurriedly welcomed them out. Those who took the cloaks, those who carried their shoes, and those who fetched water were extremely attentive. Lu Mian did not see Lin Jinrong coming out, and the reason was a little unclear.
I was disappointed, but I didn't ask, I just looked at the door curtain of the inner room from time to time.
Everyone saw what he meant, but Guiyuan was hiding aside and didn't dare to move, let alone say anything. Yingying hurriedly smiled and said: "Grandma is a little tired, so she went in first."
Lu Yan nodded, motioned for them all to exit, and entered the back room himself.
Lin Jinrong was sitting in front of the photo booth. Lychee combed her hair and whispered to her: "Just say something soft to the second master. You were too impatient before."
Lin Jinrong was silent and just stared at the mirror. In the dim bronze mirror, Lu Mian stood not far away and looked at her silently.
Lychee hurriedly tied Lin Jinrong's hair into a pony bun and fixed it with a plain silver hairpin. She silently bowed to Lu Mian and left, closing the door behind her.
Lu Yan moved and shouted softly: "Arong."
Lin Jinrong was silent for a moment, then stood up and looked back at him. She originally thought that he would not come here again tonight and would just go directly to the Snow Pavilion.
Lu Yan clutched the sachet tightly, looked at Lin Jinrong and whispered, "I didn't explain it clearly to you earlier."
Lin Jinrong's eyes flashed and he said nothing.
Seeing that her expression was different from that in the morning, Lu Yan spoke sharply: "I want to tell you that I will always protect you and don't want you to be in trouble. Just accept whatever they say to you and don't talk to them."
Yes, I will take care of other things myself. We are still young, you are not yet 18, and I am only 21. There is only so much time to come, I am not in a hurry, and neither are you."
"I'm not in a hurry. I'm just afraid of people stabbing me in the back." Lin Jinrong raised the corners of her lips and said sideways, "But no matter what, I won't let go or follow anyone's lead until March next year.
, whoever forces me will slap me in the face."
Lu Yan was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it, he slowly raised his hand, spread his palm, put the sachet that was soaked with fine sweat in front of her, and squeezed out a smile: "If you don't want to, I will
If you don’t want to, then that’s even better, let’s not live just for this, okay? They took action.”
Sure enough, it really came! Lin Jinrong's heart trembled suddenly. Regardless of what happened earlier, he frowned and took the sachet, looked at it carefully inside and out, sighed, looked up at Lu Yan and said calmly: "This
It’s true that I made it, but the hair inside is not mine. Where did you get it? And what kind of scene was it?”
"I know it's not yours." Lu Yan paused, and told the story with a calm face, only hiding the story of those prostitutes teasing him, and finally said: "Check it out and plug the gap.
.”
It's Wu Xiang again, and it's Wu Xiang as expected. She was ruined by this in her previous life. Lu Mian was in a weird mood at that time, and he didn't speak clearly in the end. It's okay at the moment. No matter what he was thinking, he could finally understand what happened.
He made it clear to her. But if it wasn't for Lu's eagerness to jump over the wall and make her self-defeating, making her alert and warning him in advance, how would he handle it this time? He used to doubt her and didn't believe her, but now, does he still secretly not believe her?
?Or doubt her?
Lin Jinrong looked at Lu Yan and smiled: "Don't you suspect that I am using my clever words to cover up my scandalous behavior when someone makes trouble?"
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Sorry, I had a difficult childbirth. I had to postpone the update from yesterday to today. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest support.