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The slightly lighter body bumped into his arms, soft and warm, filled with a sweet fragrance, like the budding osmanthus in early autumn. The fragrance is not yet strong, but if it is there or not, it attracts people's attention.
The man paused for a moment, touched the girl's slightly drunken cheek, and tightened his fingers slightly.
Turning around to look at the others, Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Tonight, it will be her."
His voice was very light, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains after the rain.
The heavy people who were still fighting for him were dumbfounded and looked at him dreamily. They didn't expect that he would choose a little girl who looked so useless.
Still a drunken drunkard.
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"Mr. Mi," Wen Shu froze for a moment and looked at him in confusion. Her eyes fell on the sleepy Jiang Zhu. There was a hint of jealousy in her eyes. She blocked his way without thinking, " What you are holding in your arms is my sister. She already has someone she likes. She came to the building today just to drink away her sorrows. You can't take her away."
Wen Shu's words were so high-sounding. How could the man she liked take advantage of Jiang Zhu first?
Although she traveled through time, she followed the Romans and her eighteen years of life as a queen made her particularly concerned about a man's first time.
If Mr. Mi has a relationship with Jiang Zhu under her nose, she will never agree to it.
The man glanced at her without changing his expression, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. He ignored her words and walked upstairs with Jiang Zhu in his arms.
The Madam¡¯s father was dealing with the other guests on the side, saying that although Mr. Mi had already selected the guest he liked, there were many other gentlemen waiting for the guests. Instead of staring at Mr. Mi, it would be better to spend the night with the other gentlemen.
Of course, other young masters are not free.
The guests looked at Mr. Mi unwillingly and felt that he had made the wrong choice. When they got to bed, he knew that the frail little girl could not satisfy him at all.
But this is the rule of Luoshen Tower. Since Mr. Mi has become the oiran of Luoshen Tower, he has the right to choose his guests, not to mention that the girl he took away also spent a lot of money on him.
Naturally, Wen Shu couldn't just watch Mr. Mi leave. She quickly caught up with the man and said, "Young Master Mi, I'm afraid you don't know my identity yet. I am the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If you want to take my sister away, it's not like that." easy."
She deliberately emphasized the words "the direct daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion", for fear that Mr. Mi might not hear clearly.
She thought that such a reminder would make Mr. Mi think about who he should really follow.
Unexpectedly, the man didn¡¯t stop at all and continued walking forward, as if he didn¡¯t hear her words.
"Mr. Mi!" Wen Shu clenched her fists and stared at him with obsession and reluctance, "If you want to take my sister away, as her eldest sister, I will follow you, otherwise you will never take her away."
She said it very firmly, as if she had a good relationship with Jiang Zhu.
The man finally stopped and stood at the top of the steps. He turned back quietly and looked down at Wen Shu, who looked eager.
She opened her thin lips and said word by word: "So what about the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
His long and narrow eyes were slightly drooped. Looking from bottom to top, you could clearly see the light in his eyes, which seemed to contain the cold light of the stars, burning the heart and lungs like a sharp sword. He did not take her seriously at all.
That look doesn¡¯t look like that of a brothel actress.
Wen Shu's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but retreat. She had the illusion that if she took a step forward, she might get into big trouble.
"Mi, Mr. Mi" She took a breath secretly, but still refused to give up easily, and continued to find reasons: "My roommate is young and is still drunk. You'd better not treat her"
She said it with awe-inspiring justice, as if Mr. Mi had done something to Jiang Zhu, just to take advantage of others' danger and not get on the stage.
But she forgot that there were no decent men in the brothel.
"A sensual person doesn't deserve to say this to me." The man's understatement directly tore off her fig leaf.
"Youwhat did you say?" Wen Shu opened her eyes wide and looked at Mr. Mi in disbelief, not believing that he actually said these words.
However, when she met the man's cold gaze, her heart went cold. She knew that Mr. Mi had seen her true face, and her face instantly turned pale.
The man ignored her, let out a cold scoff in his throat, hugged Jiang Zhu and left without looking back.
Wen Shu stood there and raised her hand to touch her face. It was still as smooth and shiny.Run, how could Mr. Mi see her
"It's impossibleshe just went too far last night.
After all, there are more than a dozen beautiful men in the yard, and she wants to treat them all equally, but Mr. Mi sees her clearly.
Wen Shu felt like she had been slapped in the face. An unprecedented sense of shame came over her, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to burrow into.
A woman can¡¯t stand being ridiculed about sexual intercourse by a man she just fell in love with, not to mention that her soul is from modern times.
Wen Shu took a deep breath, not daring to stay any longer, and fled the Luoshen Tower in a panic.
A red figure walked out from the corner of the second floor, silently looking at the direction Wen Shu left, with a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
The heroine
"Third Princess," a gentle voice sounded from behind, "It's late at night, it's time to go back to the palace."
The woman turned around, revealing a coquettish and beautiful face, like a poppy flower in full bloom, full of charm.
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Jiang Zhu vaguely felt that she was drunk, but she didn't think too much about it. Even if she was drunk, she could still find a place to rest with the boy next to her.
Unexpectedly, I fell down from upstairs.
She smelled a cold fragrance, which gave people an inexplicable sense of security, and then fell asleep. She vaguely remembered being taken to the wing. She struggled to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them no matter what. Her mouth was very dry. The skirt was also in a mess and wrapped around her body, making her hot and uncomfortable, and she could only make a shallow hum in her throat.
"Water" I want to drink water
She unconsciously raised her hands to grab her clothes, trying to take off the annoying coat. The hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat.
The door of the room was gently closed, and the sound of very low footsteps fell beside her. Jiang Zhu struggled to open his eyes a small crack, and while swaying, he saw a black figure, which seemed a bit familiar.
She lowered her hands and looked intently. After seeing the person's face clearly, she exhaled from her throat, "It's you"
"Why are you here?" Jiang Zhufu closed his eyes again and whispered: "Aren't you aren't you choosing an oiran outside"
Hearing her words, the visitor took two steps forward, looked at her with lowered eyes, and said nothing.
Jiang Zhu was already a little drunk. Seeing that he ignored her, he was not in the mood to say more to him, "You you are from a brothel. I will stay here tonight I will pay you tomorrow. Don't do anything to me." Move your feet" After saying that, he fell down completely. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com