Dressed as a villain in the palm of your hand

Chapter 28

Watching the two go away, went upstairs and entered the private room, Mama Cui slapped herself on the mouth lightly.

After living for nearly fifty years, why did I miss it today!

The young man had such a rare complexion, and the man in black beside him had a vicious look, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a good person. She thought that the other party was here to sell someone, and she couldn't help being overjoyed.

I even thought about how many taels of silver to open.

The red girls in Zuidu Mountain are divided into three grades from A to C according to their appearance and figure.

Most of the B-class and C-class red girls can buy their contracts within a hundred taels of silver. After entering Zuicu Mountain, they will be trained for a while, and then they will be pushed out to pick up customers to make money.

As for the first-class ladies, there are not many of them in Zuidu Mountain. They were all sold in since childhood, and they were not in a hurry to send them to the front. Qin learns painting and calligraphy.

There was only one relative, Lu, and although he was almost sixteen when he was sold, his mother Cui immediately made a decision on his small face and made him a class A.

Who knows, things are unpredictable.

Now, although Lu Qi can still see his face, his height and physique are really unsightly.

well. Not to mention.

Mother Cui sighed deeply.

——But if it was the young man just now, not to mention the first class, she might have set up a first class for him, raised golden branches and jade leaves, and waited for a price until he was eighteen years old, and then started with a thousand taels of gold It's the first time to auction his broken title.

You will definitely earn a lot of money.

After a moment of regret, I thought to myself: I don't know what kind of family raised such a young son with such a mark?

"Mother Cui, why didn't you finish talking just now?" Holding her arm was a woman in her forties, who was also powdered and wearing flowers. Simple, the clothes are just the most common silk and linen clothes, not like the son of a rich family."

Recently, Lou Wai Lou will hold a grand event in Gusu City, so these days, Zui Tushan is the receptionist There are many quacks.

But people in the world are also divided into those who have money and those who have no money.

Some are brightly dressed, and the hilts of their sabers are inlaid with precious stones, and they can tell that they have a lot of money at a glance; The waiter sang a ditty.

"That man's clothes are plain, but what is that boy wearing? Don't you open your eyes and take a good look at it?" Cui's mother poked the woman's head and cursed in a low voice, "Just the one on his head?" Jade belt, even if you receive customers for another ten years, you still won't be able to afford it!"

Inside the Nuanxiang Pavilion on the second floor.

This jade building looks resplendent and resplendent from the outside, but I didn't expect that there is another gorgeous and extravagant scene inside.

Once inside, there is a screen made of veil, but it is almost transparent, and nothing can block it. You can see the couch behind at a glance.

This couch is not unusual, it is surprisingly big, it looks like it is not just for one person to sleep on. There are also dark red gauze curtains hanging on the four corners, on which two phoenixes are embroidered with gold thread.

There is a censer in the corner, which is full of fragrance.

Every detail is exquisite, and reveals a sweet and greasy softness.

Luo Wenxin couldn't help but sneezed twice, then rubbed his nose.

Seeing that he was sneezing like a cat, and his eyelashes were covered with mist, Ji Sheng put him on the soft couch and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Luo Wenxin sat on that couch, her head was so fuzzy that she felt dizzy, it took her a while to recover, she sat on her knees with her arms propped forward, she turned her head and looked around, her eyes were wide open, He exclaimed, "It's really big here."

It's more than double the size of the Nuan Pavilion where he lived in Xianzhou.

He asked again and again curiously: "Is Meng Qiao here? Why haven't you seen him? Is he coming to join us?" "..."

Ji

Sheng took off his mask and threw it on the table, pointing backwards Pulling a handful of hair, he said, "He's not here."

"Ah." Luo Wenxin was about to say something, but she was still young, and the new place was full of novelties, so she was quickly overwhelmed by the gold thread embroidered painting on the curtain. Er lost his attention, "This painting...is so beautiful."

He said in an envious tone, Ji Sheng also came over, lowered his body, and leaned his head next to him, looking at the painting of two phoenixes in a phoenix together.

The paintings in Zuidu Mountain are naturally not serious paintings.

However, although this painting is not serious, the style of the brushwork is elegant and grand, with a sense of unrestrained romance.

It's a pity that both of them are laymen who don't know how to paint. In this matter of the wind and the moon, the only experience Ji Cheng has more than Luo Wenxin is probably the things he did in the lake that night.

It is said that lust and desire to kill have the same origin. In this matter, people are the same as animals, and they can learn it without teaching.

So Ji Sheng did that kind of thing completely out of instinct, not much different from eating when hungry or drinking water when thirsty, but if he really asked him to look at this painting, he couldn't understand the metaphorical Fenghe in the painting What is Huang doing.

The two stood and sat, staring at the painting for a long time. Luo Wenxin could only see that the picture was gorgeous, and the phoenix was also lifelike. The painter must be an extraordinary person.

Ji Cheng, on the other hand, only saw that the style of this painting was somewhat familiar, especially like someone he knew, so he couldn't help but frowned.

Suddenly, a voice came from the other side of the wall, breaking the short silence.

Luo Wenxin was immersed in the painting, he was startled by this voice, turned his head quickly, and grabbed Ji Sheng's arm in panic.

Ji Sheng looked down at him, without any surprise in his eyes, pointed at the back of the curtain, and said, "Over there." It

meant that the voice came from the next room.

Luo Wenxin blinked, and before she could speak, the voice became a little clearer.

There seem to be two vaguely, one is slightly pointed and thinner, like a woman, but not like a woman, and the other is lower and deeper, obviously a man.

Luo Wen listened intently for a while, only to feel that the tone of the voice fluctuated, which was strange, but he couldn't hear any clear sentences at all, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

He didn't even know what Zuitu Mountain was for, he only knew that he came here to look for Meng Qiao, and of course he couldn't guess what the strange sounds and movements were doing.

After a while, I vaguely heard a few crying sounds. Although they were not very real, they could be recognized as crying.

Luo Wen paused, his expression became a bit worried, after thinking about it, he turned around and asked Ji Sheng, "What are they doing?"

Ji Sheng looked down at him.

With his hearing ability, he could hear everything verbatim of what the people across the wall were doing and saying.

He wasn't very interested in listening to people's corners, and just wanted to take Luo Wenxin away, but hearing Luo Wenxin's question, he couldn't help but look at his face.

The young man's eyelashes are slender, his skin is radiant, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and he smiles halfway without saying a word.

Such a very charming face is the most suitable for this kind of ordinary people's pleasure, and it is born with a kind of innocence that does not touch the world.

Seeing that Ji Sheng didn't answer, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the fabric of the man's collar, and asked again nervously: "I seem to hear someone crying... Did you hear that?" Ji Sheng followed him and grabbed his hand

, Leaning forward a little, he suddenly stretched out his hand, pushed aside the layers of curtains, and asked him with lowered eyes, "Want to hear?"

Luo Wen nodded blankly, wanting to say yes, but felt that this was not right. Okay, but before he finished speaking, Ji Sheng's fingers touched the wall.

I saw him squeeze his two fingers together, and then move them away, and a ray of light shot from the other end.

——On the wall, he actually pierced a small hole.

In an instant, the two voices became distinct.

The wall was obviously more than two inches thick, and before Luo Wenxin was surprised that Ji Sheng had such supernatural power, he could clearly hear those sentences accompanied by panting.

"Good Wanwan, help me." It was the man with a deeper voice who said.

The thin male voice really had a crying tone, but the words he said didn't sound like he was scared as if he was in danger.

"...how does Mr. Xiang want Wanwan to help?"

Then, there was the rustling sound of cloth rubbing, and the man said, "Is this how you want to help...?" "

...or do you want to help like this?"

But the man didn't answer again, only left one "Wan Wan" and another "Wan Wan", calling him very intimately, as if full of love.

The young man also kept claiming that the other party was his "sister-in-law", and occasionally cried, but even the sound of crying seemed so sweet that it could melt into sugar water.

Since they are called "Xianggong", they must be husband and wife.

Luo Wenxin heard this verse, couldn't help being very surprised, and wondered what the man wanted that "Wan Wan" to help him, and was about to eavesdrop for a while, when a hand came across his waist and held him Take it back.

The man's arm was as hard as iron, Luo Wenxin didn't have the ability to resist at all, and fell back into the man's arms from being bound, hearing Ji Sheng's breathing that became heavier at some point.

"Xinxin." Thin lips pressed against his earlobe, hot breath sprayed on his delicate skin, and his voice was low, shaking even his chest, "Xinxin." Luo Wenxin trembled all over

.

Ji Sheng was imitating the man over there. That person called his young gentleman "Wan Wan", and Ji Cheng followed suit by calling him "Xin Xin".

Hearing the conversation between those two just now, Luo Wenxin didn't feel anything, but now that Ji Sheng called him that, he felt ashamed.

It seemed that there was a sticky heat, which spread to his limbs along the point on his earlobe. The image of Ji Sheng kissing him and biting him was instantly filled in his mind, no matter how hard he tried to drive him away, he couldn't get rid of it.

It made him tremble with shame, but he felt a little thirsty for no reason.

Listening to the voice on the other end, it was like sitting on pins and needles, every word and every word had a clear meaning.

"I don't want to listen anymore," Luo Wenxin covered her ears, shook her head, her cheeks were pink, and stammered, "I, I don't want to listen anymore."

The voice from the other end was like a raging beast, and it made Luo Wen hide back again and again, even knelt up, turned around, and wanted to jump off the beauty's couch.

But the waist was held and the earlobe was bitten. As soon as he turned around, he was restrained. The man weighed two of his weight, pressed him up, easily pressed him on the couch, opened his mouth and bit him.

Ji Sheng is like a very hungry person who treats a very precious and delicious food. First he took a bite to satisfy his cravings, but then he remembered how rare it was, so he deliberately slowed down, slowly, bit by bit with the tip of his tongue. taste him.

Luo Wenxin burst into tears after being bitten by him for the first time, and a broken cry came from his throat.

Fortunately, Ji Sheng wasn't too bad today, he quickly changed from ferocious to patient, he first sucked his plump lips, and then moved up slightly to kiss his soft cheeks.

His movements were surprisingly gentle, and Luo Wenxin slowly relaxed, wrapping his hands around his waist softly.

They kissed inseparably, and the man on the other side seemed to be deeply in love, calling "Wan Wan" one after another.

Ji Sheng's strength suddenly intensified, and he took Luo Wenxin's earlobe and sucked it hard, the soft and tender spot melted in his tongue cavity like goat's milk.

Luo Wen breathed a sigh of relief, turned his face away, and pushed Ji Cheng, his face was still red, "No, don't be here anymore."

Ji Sheng didn't let go, but picked him up by his waist, and walked towards the window. Walking, no longer listening to the sound on the other side.

"And this..." Luo Wenxin poked the scabbard at his waist, "Untie it..."

Just now the man put most of his body weight on him, and the scabbard was stuck on his stomach , It hurts so much. 【It's really a scabbard, not anything else, please check it out~】

Without saying a word, Ji Sheng untied Duanhun and Wushang, casually threw them on the couch, and wrapped his arms around the young man's slender waist even tighter.

He bit Luo Wenxin's soft and tender cheeks, already impatient, and asked vaguely, "What else?" Before

Luo Wenxin could answer, he pulled him up and pressed him against the window side.

Luo Wenxin turned her head and saw the window pushed open behind her, and further down was a few feet into the sky, if she was not careful, she could fall down and be smashed to pieces.

"Don't be afraid." The man felt the person in his arms suddenly become tense, and kissed his forehead comfortingly, holding him firmly with his arms, "I can't fall."