The green smoked gauze was half draped on the shoulders, and the pink skin was looming. It was better to apply powder than to apply powder. Her eyes were flowing, and her steps were graceful. She just walked to the table step by step, and sat down with her legs sideways. I don't know if it was intentional or not.
For this reason, he left a slight tuck on his chest for Xia Shang to taste slowly.
"Qin Ge, the slave family, has met the young master."
It was rare to see the beautiful scenery of wind and moon, so Xia Shang did not need to avoid his eyes. He stared at the tenderness behind the Qingluo gauze openly, without saying a word, and responded with a gentle nod.
Qin Ge was not restrained, and seemed to be used to other people's eyes like this. He straightened his chest proudly and changed to a more suitable angle for Xia Shang to appreciate. It was not to please the man, but just curious in his heart. This handsome face
What is the difference between a man and others? He can appreciate the shameful beauty of a woman so calmly and calmly, without shying away or showing any impatience.
"Young Master is new to you, have you ever been to Jiangnanchun?"
"The first time I came here, I entered Miss Qin's boudoir. It must be considered fate."
"Giggle..." Qinge covered her mouth and raised her head to smile coquettishly. Qiao Yingying's little body was wrapped around her, which made the man's heart tremble. "Young Master may not know Qinge, but Qinge has met Young Master."
After hearing this, Xia Shang's heart tightened slightly, wondering if he had been seen by this woman last time he came to Jiangnanchun?
Then Qin Ge explained: "Last time at Liuzhuang, the young master was surrounded by all the girls. The slave family saw the young master from a distance. The first glance was actually a startling glance. The young master left a deep impression on the slave family. He even said a word of pity to the slave family.
I didn’t even get a chance to talk. I didn’t expect that the young master would accidentally enter the slave’s door today, so the slave’s family must treat him well.”
Xia Shang was dubious, with a happy expression: "Is this really happening? It's really fate."
"Young Master is a great talent, no need to comment. Just the fact that Young Master was the only man going up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain that day is enough to prove it. I wanted to ask Young Master for advice, but unfortunately I didn't find the opportunity. Later, something happened to Liuzhuang, and I was lucky enough to survive in the panic.
I'm very lucky. Today's opportunity is rare, so I must ask the young master for some advice. How about I play a zither for the young master to listen to?"
"Very good."
Xia Shang nodded, and Qin Ge stood up happily, slowly twisting his buttocks, and went to the side hall to get the piano. Only a plump and slim back was left, and his plump buttocks stained with a little dew were left twisting.
, which makes people think a lot.
Xia Shang came here today just to hang out for some time, find a gentry to chat with, and find out about Jiang Nanchun's background. Unexpectedly, the girl he met was so open-minded, which was very different from the gentry that Xinzhong thought of in the past.
Similarly, some doubts arose in my heart. Are all the nobles in the world like this, or is it just the girl from Jiang Nanchun, or is it just the girl Qin Ge?
Not long after, bursts of piano music sounded in the simple wing room, and as the night grew darker, it was like a solo of a Sheng song, adding a Jiangnan style to Jiangnan Spring.
…
At the third watch, the night is getting darker, and the gentle breeze of love is blowing in every corner of Jiangnan Spring. Here, it is common to hold candles and talk at night, so no one takes a rest, but becomes more and more busy.
At this time every day, Chun Kui would come to the store to take a look at the situation and check the accounts. She would also pass on some shady news to everyone.
As soon as Chun Kui arrived, a girl from Jiang Nanchun came up to her and whispered: "The person who followed us has arrived in the building, and now Qin Ge will accompany him."
"What has he done in recent days? Why is he here suddenly?"
"According to the informant's report, the man went to Daqingshan again in the past few days, which should be related to the tragedy that happened in Daqingshan and the Smiling Tiger. Then he went to Saifu, Yulin County, and met an unknown person, and then came here.
"
"In your opinion, what is this person like? What is the purpose of coming here?"
"According to the guesses of my subordinates, this man is just an ordinary young man, with a reserved nature and nothing special about him. He doesn't seem to be capable at all. He just opened a winery and made some money. It's natural to come here.
For the sake of pleasure, what else could it be for? My subordinates have informed Qinge and asked her to test him with her beauty to see how strong his concentration is."
Chun Kui nodded and signaled to leave.
After the girl who reported the report left, her daughter Chunjiao came to inquire and asked: "Mom, you said that person is really as bad as she said? But why is there the first token in his hand? Could it be that he picked it up or was it?
Stolen?"
"The token cannot be fake, nor can it be stolen or robbed. It's just that it's hard to judge how capable this person is. In any case, from the current point of view, it shouldn't be a big problem. Toraemon No. 1 is not as good as the previous generation.
This is an indisputable fact, so it is good. Let’s see if this person is addicted to beauty? If his thoughts are simpler, we can control them. If he has too many thoughts, we must take some extraordinary measures when necessary. Fifty
The scriptures that stirred up the world a few years ago have always been controlled by the Toramomon, but now that they have lost their ability, the scriptures will naturally belong to the control of the strongest line among the twelve divisions."
…
After the beautiful sound of the song was gone, the piano smoothed the strings, and suddenly a needle could be heard in the room. Under the night, the candlelight lingered in the room, falling in a pair of eyes full of expectation, as if there were thousands of words to say
There seemed to be a subtle smell in his burning eyes, which made Xia Shang suddenly feel in a trance.
There are wonderful sounds in ancient times that are intoxicating. Is it possible that the beautiful sound of the piano is so beautiful that it intoxicates the heart? People can't help but be immersed in the melodious music of the piano.
Seeing that Xia Shang was silent, Qin Ge put down his qin and sat next to Xia Shang. He gently put his silky hands on Xia Shang's shoulders and blew in the aroma, like wine or honey.
"Sir, can you still hear the music of the slave piano?"
Xia Shang trembled, feeling something was wrong, but couldn't explain why. He looked at the woman next to him. The gauze on his shoulders had been gone for some time, and her fair skin was bright and red under the firelight.
, as mouth-watering as a ripe peach.
"Young Master, Young Master..."
Xia Shang seemed to be lost in thought and responded blankly: "Huh?"
Qin Ge's voice was charming and charming: "Master, where are you looking at the slave family? You are so wanton, and the slave family will be angry. Master, look at it, hum! The slave family is ignoring you."
As he spoke, Qin Ge was determined to get hold of him. He put his feet up and turned around, as if he was no longer paying attention to Xia Shang.
"Gulu..." Xia Shang felt his mouth was dry and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He almost rushed to hug the girl and threw her to the bed.
But when I think about it carefully, I feel that something is wrong. To be fair, the previous piano music is not as good as that of Xian'er, nor is it as good as that of Yazhi. In terms of appearance, it is not as good as the previous two, but why can my heart feel hot and my body heat up with just a few words?
I can't control myself. Is my concentration so poor?
It’s so weird!
Xia Shang didn't know how to explain it, so he immediately woke up and took a sip of tea, and then he felt a little relieved.
"Miss Qin, it's not me here. Instead of talking about Qin, I have a few more questions to ask you. I hope you can tell me the truth." (To be continued)