As soon as the Xuan'er girl's green fingers touched the strings, her enchanting temperament immediately turned into a dignified one, her straight back and her bright eyes and white teeth sparkling in her eyes.
Every frown and every smile is so freehand and romantic that it makes people feel numb.
But she only played a short section, and Shen Lie was in awe.
This piano skill is so good!
Listening to this moving authentic ancient music, Shen Lie closed his eyes in enjoyment and did not dare to regard her as a prostitute anymore.
This stunning woman’s accomplishments on the guqin, her appearance...
Shen Lie was reminded of the traditional Chinese music performers of later generations, but she was much more beautiful and charming than ordinary artists, and she had a natural classical beauty.
This moving piece of music made Shen Lie listen attentively involuntarily, and his restless mood gradually calmed down, as if he really saw the smoke curling up on the Dongting Lake.
As Miss Xuan'er finished playing a song.
Buzzing.
Shen Lie woke up from the long-lost calm and secretly praised it in his heart.
On the side, Mr. Zhen couldn't hold himself back any longer. He put the folding fan on the table and shouted excitedly: "Wonderful!"
Miss Xuan'er stood up hurriedly, bowed her hands, put down the plectrum of the guqin, walked over with gentle steps, and used her delicate hands to pick up the wine jug and fill it up for the two of them.
Shen Lie and the two couldn't help but feel dry again.
My heart is pounding.
As Miss Xuan'er smiled, she revealed two more deep dimples. She smiled softly towards Mr. Zhen and said softly: "Young Master..."
Mr. Zhen was already smiling from ear to ear and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
Amid Miss Xuan'er's soft words, Shen Lie quickly winked at Mr. Zhen as he picked up the wine glass.
Every time you take a step, you gain wisdom!
Drink less.
But……
Looking at Xuan'er's charming smile, Qu Yi tilted his neck in greeting and downed a glass of Qiulu Bai wine.
The corners of Shen Lie's mouth twitched slightly.
"Okay!"
Looks like I have to drink too much today.
As expected, Yingying Yanyan smelled the fragrance in her nose. Seeing Mr. Zhen’s tender face turning red, she exchanged glasses with Miss Xuan’er...
Gradually, I became a little drunk.
Seeing that this man could no longer drink, he still wanted to show off his strength.
I saw him stand up with some drunkenness, danced for a moment, and then slid under the table.
Shen Lie was well prepared, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug the drunk young man, and then apologized to Miss Xuan'er: "Sorry, sorry."
As expected, Mr. Zhen drank too much again and fell into pieces.
Then Shen Lie shouted out the door: "Here comes someone."
After hearing this, several attendants pushed open the door and came in, lifted the drunken Master Zhen out of Shen Lie's arms, took out the clothes they had prepared and wrapped them in him.
Shen Lie looked around, picked up the luxurious folding fan placed on the table, and after making sure nothing was left behind, he nodded towards Miss Xuan'er.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
Then Shen Lie and a few followers walked out with the drunk Mr. Zhen.
about there.
It's time to withdraw.
As several people left in a hurry, Miss Xuan'er walked out of the private room with light steps and stood on the corridor on the second floor looking at Shen Lie and others.
There was a mist in her bright eyes, and she felt that these two young men were really strange. One was mature and steady, and looked like a careful elder brother.
The other one was young and rich, and although he was a bit frivolous, the grace and elegance that was revealed unintentionally in his speech and behavior could not be hidden no matter what.
But one thing is certain, these two are both educated and modest gentlemen, and they did not force her to do anything she did not want to do.
So Miss Xuan'er pursed her lips and smiled, and made a comment in her heart to these two young men.
Two good people.
A moment later, on the street.
Shen Lie and several of his followers carried Mr. Zhen and walked through the dark streets. Shen Lie looked up at the sky and couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.
I remember it was in the afternoon when I came here, but it was already midnight before I knew it.
Shen Lie felt awe-struck in his heart, remembering the charming girl Xuan'er, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, and secretly screamed fiercely.
This is the charm of Oiran's top brand, which makes people addicted to it unconsciously and even forgets the time.
"I understand."
Shen Lie silently murmured in his mind, gaining an additional understanding of the identity of this top brothel figure, who was probably equivalent to a socialite during the Republic of China and a socialite in modern society.
These are all in the same vein.
Don’t underestimate the influence of this top social butterfly!
At this time, Shen Lie couldn't help but think of a poem, and sighed softly: "Zhao Si is romantic and Zhu Wu is crazy, and the graceful butterflies are walking. Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, who cares about the Eastern Division entering Shenyang."
At this moment, Shen Lie suddenly became alert. He raised his head and saw that Mr. Zhen had woken up at some point and was looking at him with wide eyes.
Shen Lie felt that his hair was standing on end and said hurriedly: "Master, you..."
Mr. Zhen stared at him for a while, then muttered, closed his eyes, and started dancing in the air.
This young man started to drink like crazy.
Shen Lie was speechless again and could only tell his followers: "Take good care of your young master and don't let him fall."
Another half hour later.
Xiyuan.
As several people showed their badges and passed the inspection by the guards, they carried the struggling Mr. Zhen into the room and placed him on the fire bed.
Several tall and muscular men were exhausted.
Shen Lie wiped his sweat, looked at the young man's clenched fists, closed his eyes tightly, and cursed indistinctly.
For a moment, Shen Lie couldn't laugh or cry, thinking to himself that with his drinking capacity, he would imitate other people visiting brothels, and drinking too much wine would not be good...
Several of the attendants were also exhausted, so they hurriedly found water and towels, and wiped the dirt from the corners of the young man's mouth, keeping their feet from touching the ground.
As several people took off the clothes from Mr. Zhen's body, the young master was still cursing incessantly.
"Let me go... be brave!"
"Immortal...acting recklessly...destroy me..."
Watch him grinning for a while, then gritting his teeth for a while.
Shen Lie didn't take it to heart. He took a wet towel from his entourage, wiped it on the young man's face, and then slowly laid his limp body flat on the kang.
Shen Lie said a few casual words of comfort: "Go to sleep...no one wants to destroy you."
Where did this statement come from?
at this time.
Mr. Zhen suddenly sat upright, staring at Liu Bai with blank eyes, and reached out his hand to grab Liu Bai's collar.
Following this pull, Liu Bai pressed him down hard again, watching him mumble as he fell asleep.
Shen Lie breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the alcohol-smelling bedroom cleanly, and wiped the sweat off his head.
It's too strenuous.
This young man's behavior reminded Shen Lie of the years he spent in Hengdian and the years he spent living and drinking with his martial arts brothers.
A drunk person's words cannot be taken seriously.
At this time, a gust of night wind blew, and as the drunkenness surged, Shen Lie himself felt a little dizzy and staggered.
So he randomly found a room in this large deserted empty house, threw himself on the kang mat, and soon fell asleep.
The next day, early morning.
Shen Lie woke up with a start, stood up from the cold kang, rubbed his sore eyes, and hurriedly walked out of the room.
