Quickly wear: The abstinent yandere boss’ crazy criticism of his little wife

In the elegant room on the third floor of Yan Ruyu, the most famous brothel in Beijing, a handsome man with extraordinary bearing was sitting behind a beaded curtain, looking up at the tall woman dancing downstairs with dark eyes.

After Shen Qingbai ran away, he used to go into Shen Qingbai's dormitory in Dongchang to rest after nightfall.

A few days ago, as usual, he threw himself after bathing on the couch where the smell gradually dissipated, closing his eyes and quietly feeling the faint fragrance that still lingered around him.

Shen Qingbai hasn't been back for a long time, and the smell on the bedding is almost gone.

The bedding on the man was obviously the bright red gold silk quilt from that night. He had the dirty bedding cleaned and put it back again. He asked the eunuch in charge of Shen Qingbai's place to exchange anything for this bedding. Cannot be exchanged.

After changing it, he might not be able to find anything that has the fragrance of Shen Qingbai's body.

Suddenly something hit his arm. He thought it was a gadget left over from that night, but he realized something was wrong.

Shen Qingbai's bedroom was cleaned regularly by the eunuch every day. It was impossible not to know what was placed on such an obvious couch.

He closed his eyes and touched the outline of the thing with his hand.

Thin and long, it seems to be a picture scroll.

Could it be a painting painted by Shen Qingbai?

With this in mind, the man opened the picture.

The first thing that caught the eye was Shen Qingbai's beautiful peach blossom eyes. At this time, the peach blossom eyes were filled with starlight, just like a little raccoon slave who had just done something bad.

With just one glance, the man knew that this person was Shen Qingbai. This feeling was amazing.

Who painted Shen Qingbai's portrait?

However, above this is Shen Qingbai in women's clothing.

Yan Ruyu wrote this, but it doesn't look like the name of a nice place?

"Which of you has ever heard of the name Yan Ruyu?"

"And who is this person named Ye?"

Xiao Hanye had never been to such a place, so he naturally didn't know that Yan Ruyu was just the name of a brothel.

When he saw the word "night", his heart stirred up, and he always felt that the word "night" might have something to do with him.

There was a faint voice coming from the darkness.

"Back to Your Majesty, Yan Ruyu is the name of a very famous brothel in Beijing. As for this night, it is the oiran recently selected by Yan Ruyu."

"I heard that everyone spends thousands of dollars on Bo, the night girl, for her smile. It's a pity that this girl only sells her art but not her body."

Originally he didn't care about such things, but he couldn't help but someone insisted on telling him.

When the man heard this, he had an inexplicable premonition that Shen Qingbai must be with Yan Ruyu, and asked:

"Have you ever seen this oiran named Ye?"

This night girl may have some relationship with Shen Qingbai, otherwise she wouldn't have painted Shen Qingbai's portrait.

"No, His Majesty needs her portrait. I will draw it now."

This is the first time that the master has inquired about the woman's portrait. Although she is a woman from a brothel, she must be a good girl if she is an artist rather than a prostitute.

It's rare for the master to fall in love with someone, so he must have taken care of it.

Xiao Hanye didn't know the complicated psychological process of his secret guard, so he said quietly:

"No need, I'll go and see for myself."

He was worried that others would not be able to recognize Shen Qingbai, so it would be safer for him to go there in person.

During this period, he had been searching for the man's portrait but could not find it. It was very possible that Shen Qingbai was disguised as a woman.

Shen Qingbai's face was indistinguishable from male to female, and apart from being taller, it should be impossible to tell.

No wonder he couldn't find her. The co-author changed into a woman under his eyes.

It's his fault for being careless, otherwise he would have been caught long ago.

Xiao Hanye recognized Shen Qingbai from the moment he saw the night girl coming out.

He didn't know that Shen Qingbai could dance, play the piano and sing. It was really beyond his expectation!

"Go and invite Miss Ye."

After the man saw Shen Qingbai step down, he asked someone to get Shen Qingbai up.

It was something that I thought would be easy, but soon the secret guard who went to invite Shen Qingbai came back.

Xiao Hanye glanced behind the secret guard and was about to say why not call him up?

The secret guard said:

"Master, there is a rule in this building that anyone with more money can see Miss Ye. It doesn't work for anyone."

He was also helpless. He spent all his wealth, but his mother told him that it was not enough to pay a fraction of Miss Ye's salary.

"My subordinates took out all their belongings. Mom said it was not enough, so she kicked them out."

"I heard that mother said that after a stick of incense, it's election time. Master, do you think so?"

Although he has no money, his master has money!

"Okay, okay, I know, it's just embarrassing to me."

"After returning to the palace, the monthly rate of all secret guards will be doubled."

"Go to the election, I will give you the money."

When Xiao Hanye heard this, he looked up and down at his secret guard with disgust.

No wonder the secret guard always wears black. He has no money to co-write. This is his mistake.

How can the people who follow me be so poor?

"Master, ten million taels of gold."

After the secret guard finished speaking, he immediately stepped away.

It was also the first time that he had seen an oiran with such a high value, and it made his heart ache just to think about it.

But since the master likes it, he can pay how much money he wants, right?

Xiao Hanye's eyebrows jumped when he heard the number mentioned by the secret guard.

Good guy, it costs one thousandth of the national treasury's money.

It’s okay, you can give it.

"Go to my private treasury and get 1000 million taels of gold."

The secret guard hurriedly added:

"Master, it's 9000 million taels of gold."

He was worried that the master would feel uncomfortable if he could not see Miss Ye, lest he be kicked out because of insufficient money.

"You're just talking too much. I made a mistake. It's 9000 million taels of gold."

"Hurry and get it. If you come back late, you don't have to come back."

What a waste of time, neither one nor the other will give him any peace of mind.

"Young master, the slave family is here."

Shen Qingbai wore a slim-fitting red dress, which perfectly depicted her two plump areas, showing her charm in every move.

He knew that his man was coming the moment Xiao Hanye arrived, but he didn't want to reveal his secret so early.

"Young Master, I would like to propose a toast to you."

The beautiful young man half-undressed his red dress, revealing his round, white shoulders and distinct collarbones.

The jade-like hand held the jade flask and tilted it slightly. The transparent wine fell into the clear collarbone and was served in front of Xiao Hanye.

The man stretched out his hand to hold Yingying's waist, swallowed the drink by the collarbone, and said with a smile:

"It's unfortunate that I heard that Miss Ye doesn't sell herself. It would be a shame to spend so much money without having a taste of a girl."

Xiao Hanye had an improper smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes and he was even filled with anger.

Thinking that many people could taste this collarbone wine with him like this, kissing Shen Qingbai's distinct collarbone wantonly, the man bit down hard on the collarbone.