Amid the sound of sarcasm, Ma Wuchang finally couldn't help but drink five cups of fragrant tea. All the silver notes were plundered. The pocket was empty and cleaner than his face!
After this small storm passed, the hall returned to peace.
The eyes of the students were directly studying this exquisite and mysterious tent.
They are artful people, and they are basically dandy scholars who have seen the world. At first, they did not take Weimei Pavilion in their eyes, although Weimei Pavilion looked very grand from the outside.
But they still stubbornly believe that Foomei Pavilion is just a third-rate brothel with gold and jade and a broken silk.
But since I walked into this hall, I was shocked by the luxurious, wealthy, elegant and quiet style, and I would never have any contempt and sarcasm in my mind.
Originally, when all the students flocked in, they just wanted to see Li Xianyu's self-portrait.
However, I didn't expect that the placard, called Qianli, could be comparable to Li Xianyu's self-portrait in terms of value; in terms of knowledge, the portrait had been thrown out more than a dozen streets.
At this time, the interests of the talented men were only focused on the roster, but their interest in Li Xianyu's self-portrait was much less.
During this period, some talented men were talented after all. They came up with a wonderful method by chance, put on a hundred taels of silver bills, played chess with Hongxing, and walked out with more than a dozen tricks, and returned sadly.
But they were not worried, but were more interested in scheduling.
While tasting a cup of snow lotus tea with 100 or ounces, I carefully studied the placing, and looked like I was never willing to give up.
He occasionally expressed his feelings: "Who is this young master Nongyue? It is really admirable to have such a clever layout."
That devout look looks interesting!
However, there are also some talented men who are self-aware and know that with their own strength, they have no hope of solving this scheduling, and there is no hope of getting Li Xianyu's self-portrait!
However, they were deeply attracted by the elegant and exquisite layout and style of the Foomei Pavilion, especially the sad look that other talents showed to understand the chess game, which made them very happy.
Of course, the one who attracted the most attention of these talented men was the group of kiln sisters who stood aside and were as quiet as virgins!
The fat scholar who was drinking snow lotus tea happily was one of the playboys.
The fat scholar was indulged in laughter and joy, and had extraordinary experiences, and could be called an old bird, but he had never seen such a well-behaved and quiet kiln sister!
Looking at the major brothels in Kyoto, in addition to those famous soccer girls, even the most valuable girls will be like an old hen in heat when they pick up customers, and they will be like a coquettish hen in a man's arms.
It’s rubbing the shoulders and the back, the meaning is full and the chest is exposed, not to please the man, and to pay money out of the man’s arms?
However, the girl from Weimei Pavilion completely subverted his understanding of brothels!
It gives people the feeling that these graceful girls are quiet and peaceful, quiet, gentle and beautiful.
No matter how you look, it doesn’t look like a laughing person in a brothel, but like a little sister next door or an older sister, with a strong affinity and infectiousness.
Especially the girls' outfits, white shirts, black stockings, and tight shorts, are not only refreshing, but also perfectly show the woman's plump breasts, soft waist, and perky buttocks.
Although a piece of white and greasy meat was not exposed, it gave people a hallucination everywhere.
They exuded a sexy and charming signal from their bones, which made you feel extremely excited in your subconscious mind. You really want to grab them in your arms and ravage them hard.
The fat scholar happened to be immersed in such a wonderful and numb fantasy.
He had nothing to do, so he ordered another cup of snow lotus tea.
A girl with a plump figure was obediently served with fragrant tea. Although she walked very dignifiedly, the curve of her buttocks wrapped under her short skirt was infinitely magnified.
As the golden lotus moves, its plump buttocks naturally sway left and right, swaying and tempting souls.
The fat scholar's excited eyes also swayed and drooled in greed.
"Young master, please use tea!" The plump girl obediently placed the teacup in front of the fat talented man.
He has a dignified figure, and his delicate face is as if he is shyly drooping;
The clear eyes did not have a flattering smile, like a pool of autumn water, quiet and clear, dodging the fat scholar's gaze, suddenly not good at teasing and shy.
A thin kiln sister standing next to the plump girl looked over here and looked at her arrogant look, looking at her plump girl's arrogant style, she snorted disdainfully!
This girl used to rely on her big breasts and her butts, and when she saw a man, she looked like a broken shoe. Why did she pretend to be well-behaved like a bird today, but instead made the scholar fascinated?
Man, it's so stupid!
How can the fat scholar know these many tricks?
The eyes were filled with spring light, staring firmly at the plump girl's black stockings. Through the fine grid of the stockings, you could vaguely see the white flesh on the round thighs.
The feeling of being so mysterious and seductive that the fat young master forgot to take the fragrant tea.
The plump girl was slightly surprised, raised her eyes and smiled, as if she was shy, and then lowered her head obediently and said sweetly: "Young Master, please use tea!"
"Ah! OK! Use tea..."
The fat young master couldn't understand why he was so disobedient: this girl's figure and appearance were just average, so how could she have charming every move?
"Ahem, what's your name?"
"I'm changing my name to fragrant clouds! The fragrance is fragrant, the clouds are colorful!" The plump girl answered obediently, then raised her eyes and looked at the fat young master secretly, and lowered her head shyly, "Can I know the name of the young master?"
"Ah, my surname is Kong, my name is Liren. I stand Li, a benevolent person..." The fat young master didn't know why he stuttered.
"Young Master Kong is so humorous..." Xiangyun just took possession obediently, showing a shy smile, and never had the intention to throw herself into her arms.
The fat young man was itchy and thought about how to get some cheaper. After drinking Xiangming, he returned the teacup to Xiangyun. His big hand was deposited on Xiangyun's smooth hands and touched it.
Although the smoothness of the skin can only be considered to be of medium level, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and panic arises in the heart.
"Young Master... don't..."
Xiangyun seemed to be shocked by Kong Liren's bold actions.
Xiao Zaozhu moved back a few times, lowered his head, blushed, put his little hand on his pink lips and sucked it, muttering in a low voice: "Young Master Kong, I'm a little scared, young master, don't... don't do this, okay?"