"This is the finest sandalwood. No one in this small town is so luxurious. Girl, are all the furniture in your house like this?" Ouyang Yuan asked in surprise.
"Yes, there are a lot of them. Can they be sold for a lot of money?" Benben is only concerned about the money issue.
"Liu Er, you go to the market. Benben and I will discuss the furniture. Then I will personally take Benben home and take a look at the furniture." Ouyang Yuan felt that Liu Er standing aside was an eyesore and wanted to talk to Benben.
Stupid to be alone.
This girl really suits his eyes, and he wants to know her origin clearly. Maybe his marriage has already arrived, and it is this little woman in front of him.
"Brother Ouyang, where are you taking me?"
"Xianlai Inn." Ouyang Yuan smiled softly at Benben and couldn't help but caress her slippery hair.
Benben didn't feel anything, so he responded lightly and looked around cheerfully.
Xianlai Inn.
Immortal music floats in the air, and the fragrance of drunkenness lingers in the nose for a long time. The man with drunken eyes has a radiant jade face, thin lips like fire, narrow and dark eyes, and is extremely coquettish.
He lay drunk in the arms of the beauty and hugged her waist tightly. He seemed completely drunk, but in fact he was very sober.
The ten dancing girls are all as beautiful as spring flowers and as bright as peaches and plums. It is not easy to find such beauty in this remote and remote area.
Really, he should be satisfied, right?
Why does he always feel that those beauties are too gorgeous, too tacky, too...
Sighing softly, he came here to have fun, just to find excitement in women. Now he can eat any woman, after all, he can be moved by beauties like Benben.
Don't be too picky, Chun Yuxiao. This is not the capital. In fact, these beauties are beautiful enough. It's okay to use them for a while.
Next, he sighed again.
Zhang Jin and Li Fan, who were hiding in the dark, looked at each other in confusion, wondering what was wrong with their prince. All the women in the room belonged to him, but they were drinking there and not taking any action. The prince said he wanted a beauty, but why was he so uninterested?
?
"Li Fan, don't you look down on these beauties?" Zhang Jin, who was about twenty-five years old and wearing a green robe with straight eyebrows and straight nose, asked uncertainly.
"Maybe, maybe, probably..." Before Li Fan could finish his reply, Zhang Jin punched him in the stomach.
"I didn't expect that I could live in this place for such a long time. Although I live with a woman, she really can't be on the stage. Our prince is suave and handsome. How can he be worthy of that woman? Li Fan, what do you think?