Someone said in the book review area that I should make fifty updates in three days, you can kill me... Σ(°△°|||)︴
To this friend, I just want to say one thing - I can’t do it!~!~
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Playing with beauties in your spare time is good for your physical and mental health...
Anyway, that's what Fang Jun thought.
I don't know why, but this stunning beauty in front of me always feels like Ruoyouruowu is vaguely and inexplicably hostile to me.
Fang Jun stretched out his hand to signal the two women to sit down, and the maid brought up the tea cup that had just been removed and made two more cups of fragrant tea.
The copper stove is burning with fine charcoal, exuding warm and fragrant heat, the hot tea is clear and light green, and the fragrance of tea is lingering... Miss Mingyue, the master and the servant, are sitting quietly on the couch covered with thick felt blankets. They were shy before.
The annoyance gradually dissipated along with the coldness on his body.
Miss Mingyue untied the fox fur scarf around her neck and handed it to the little maid beside her.
The three of them sat across from each other, silently talking to each other for a moment, but fell into an inexplicably harmonious atmosphere. It seemed that if someone talked too much at this time, it would break this delicate and natural balance.
Of course, the most difficult thing in the world is the word "balance", and the only one who can break this beautiful balance is Fang Jun, a guy who is a big disgrace...
"Ahem!" Fang Jun coughed twice, causing the two beauties across from him to look at him unhappily, quite baffled.
"Fang is an honest person. He is not as hypocritical and worldly as Miss Mingyue. Please forgive me... Miss comes to my humble residence. If you have any advice, please speak frankly. I am open-minded, but there is nothing inappropriate in the girl's words.
I won’t get to know you in the same way…”
Fang Jun said with a smile.
Miss Mingyue almost laughed out loud. She wanted to scold you for being so hypocritical and sophisticated! Are you talking like this again? Are there such weird people in the world? You really live a long life and see a lot...
The little maid's eyes widened even more, and she stared at Fang Jun in disbelief, as if a flower had grown on Fang Jun's face.
Miss Mingyue was lucky, and when she remembered the purpose of her trip, she didn't dare to make any detours, for fear that if this person continued to be "sincere", wouldn't she be humiliating herself?
He sat upright and said frankly: "That's the case, then the slave family can speak frankly. The reason for visiting this time is because the Oiran Conference is about to come on the night of the Yuan Dynasty, and I want to ask Erlang to write a poem for the slave family, so that he can help the slave family.
Win the first prize.”
He’s asking for lyrics again... In this way, wouldn’t he become a literary giant?
Even if the Immortals, Holy Poems, Buddhas, Poems and Ghosts had not yet been born at this time, the Tang Dynasty’s five-character and seven-character masterpieces were the best among all ages, so they wouldn’t be left with only two swords, right?
Besides, no matter how many poems and songs I remember, they are still limited, and it is absolutely impossible to write hundreds of poems about drinking. Naturally, limited resources must be used in serious places. We don’t have any professional discrimination, but you ran away with such arrogance.
I'm here to ask for lyrics. Do you know me well? Or do you think you are handsome?
Uh... he looks really handsome...
Fang Jun picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and determined to carry out the "teasing" to the end. He pretended to be difficult and said: "You are really... you are so direct when I ask you to order it directly. You have to be careful no matter what you do.
The art of conversation, right? At least you have to be tactful, and if I refuse, try not to hurt each other's feelings as much as possible, right? Going into battle shirtless with such a straightforward talk about real swords and guns, there is no room for change.
,This is not good……"
As he spoke, he sighed again and again, with a rather disappointed look on his face.
Miss Mingyue has really seen something today!
There is absolutely no lower limit to the thickness of this person's skin!
Taking a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart, Miss Mingyue smiled brightly, her eyes moving: "Please show mercy to Erlang."
As she spoke, she gently bit her pink lips, her beautiful eyes were forlorn, and she looked like a warm and fragrant nephrite. I saw that she was so weak and lovely.
Fang Jun's heart skipped a beat...
This woman is indeed a naturally charming woman, a beauty in the world, with a charm that confuses people with every look and smile. It may be a bit exaggerated to say that she confuses all living beings, but it is not much different when you think about it.
Suppressing his momentary gaffe, Fang Jun chuckled, his eyes looking up and down Miss Mingyue's delicate body unscrupulously: "A certain person is a rough man, he only knows the four words "fair dealing and fair dealing."
The little maid on the side stared, bulged her mouth, and wanted to say something: It's clearly eight words!
Naturally, Miss Mingyue didn't go back to worry about these things. Her face turned pale when she heard this, and she asked softly: "Mingyue is vulgar, I need to be taught a lesson... But I won't tell lies in front of the real person. The purpose of the slave's coming has been made clear, so please ask Erlang to make some conditions."
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As expected of a well-established brothel, her ability to control men's emotions is naturally unparalleled.
It's just that she has outstanding talent, and she became famous as soon as she entered the world. She interacts with scholars and powerful people, and she values elegance and refinement. Have she ever seen such a philistine face?
It’s very embarrassing!
"good!"
Fang Jun praised: "I like how you are so...direct! Since the girl has no reservations and is honest with Fang, how can Fang be secretive and shrink from the battle? As the saying goes, if you want to get something in return, you have to
Pay the price, you know what?"
There was another burst of laughter, and his eyes lingered on Miss Mingyue, with an extremely vulgar expression...
These straightforward and obscene words immediately made the master and servant opposite him blush.
The little maid was ashamed. After all, she was still young, and the people her daughter came into contact with were all polite people. At least they looked polite. How many times had she heard such dirty words that were equivalent to those of street gangsters?
As for Miss Mingyue, she is so ashamed and angry!
What is a Qingguoren?
That is a prostitute who only talks about ideals and life with you. She can play piano and chess, but she has never slept with a guest. Although she has gone through a lot of bedtime training, she has not really gone into battle yet.
What about being honest and unreserved, and what about being secretive and shrinking from the battle... Such a simple hint is definitely the first time for an elegant and elegant man to hear it, and it makes Miss Mingyue's beautiful face look so dazzling with embarrassment.
peaches and plums!
What was most difficult for her to accept was Fang Jun's unabashed contempt for her.
The most unbearable thing for a beautiful woman is the contempt, contempt, and even disregard of this kind of red fruit!
It hurts my self-esteem so much...
Do you have to dedicate your first night to get a sentence of unknown quality?
Absolutely impossible!
Don't say a single word, even if she puts the gold and silver mountains, the phoenix crown and the harem before her eyes, she, Dong Mingyue, will not be tempted at all!
Do you really think that you are a prostitute who can do anything you want?
Miss Mingyue bit her silver teeth, stood up suddenly, stared at Fang Jun, and said word by word: "Don't you think Erlang's filthy words are too much? Ping'er, let's go!"
As he spoke, Liu swayed his waist slightly, raised his lotus steps slightly, ignored Fang Jun, and walked towards the door.
The little maid hurriedly stood up and followed her. She glanced at Fang Jun with resentment, as if she blamed this guy for shattering her beautiful image of a "fashionable poet" in her heart...
Fang Jun was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this girl to be so strong.
It's quite rare...
But it didn't stop it.
He just said quietly: "The jade snail blows the vertebrae, the bronze drum strikes the tattoo a thousand times... If what I expected is correct, there is a bird tattoo on the girl's neck, right?"
Miss Mingyue, who was walking out angrily, became confused when she heard this and almost tripped herself!
My heart was beating wildly: This man’s eyes were so good that he actually saw the tattoo on his neck?
Of course, the scariest thing is not seeing my own tattoo, but these two poems!
The jade conch blows, the vertebrae are raised, the bronze drum strikes a thousand blows, and the tattoo dances...
How could this person say these two lines of poetry? Could it be...
Miss Mingyue was shocked and confused, but she didn't dare to delay at all. She quickly walked out of the door and jumped into the carriage. After the little maid got on the carriage with a strange look on her face, she ordered the coachman to set off.
The little maid was very dissatisfied and pursed her lips and said: "This Fang Erlang is really too much. Don't you even want to give the girl a gift?"
Miss Mingyue didn't care about Fang Jun's rudeness, but her heart was beating wildly - what did he see? What did he know?
Fang Jun was sitting in the room, unable to even move.
Holding the tea cup, he narrowed his eyes slightly, which was his habitual action when he encountered doubts and thought.
With a sudden glance, he saw a tattoo on the neck of the Mingyue girl.
It's not that the tattoo itself is so magical, but... In his previous life, Fang Jun had a girlfriend in college. It just so happened that that girlfriend also had such an almost identical tattoo. Whenever the two of them rubbed each other's ears and temples, Fang Jun was very excited.
I like to gently lick the tattoo, and my girlfriend also enjoys that level of tenderness...
It is said that the tattoo is a long-standing local custom in her hometown.
Could this Mingyue girl be from the same place as his ex-girlfriend?
Fang Jun was sipping a cup of tea, that was really interesting...