Lord, don't be too arrogant

Shaky, and are you sure you're not overloaded?If it was broken... He jumped up in fright, turned into a koala and hugged Huangfu Qingcheng.

Even if he dies like this, he still has a backing!

Huangfu Qingcheng: "..." I regret bringing you up here, why the imagined scene is a little bird leaning on a person, but in reality it is a bear leaping back.By the way, can you pay attention to the image a little bit?

Passers-by looked at them in shock, what were those two doing on the tree?Monkey picking the sun?Although Luocheng has always been a tourist city, this is the first time I have seen such a unique scenery.

All the guards of the palace turned around one after another.Lord, we don't know anything, so don't poke our dog's eyes.

Huangfu Qingcheng hung the red rope with the wooden sign on the place Lu Yao just pointed out.Just as he was about to bring him down, Lu Yao patted him on the shoulder, "Look there, what is that man doing?"

He looked along Lu Yao's finger, and saw a young man with the appearance of a scholar sitting by the Luoshui River, holding a folder with rice paper in his hand, as if he was drawing.He has better eyesight than Lu Yao, knowing that Lu Yao can't see clearly from such a distance.

"You want to know? I'll take you there."

He jumped down the tree with him on his back, waved away the guards, and brought Lu Yao up to him. He saw the scholar holding a brush in his hand, with a very focused expression, and he kept looking at the painting boat on the other side of the Luoshui River.

What he described in his pen is a woman, with curly temples and eyebrows, with a delicate face, nodding her head and opening her lips, as if singing, with a little mole on her lips, very charming, vivid description, vivid on paper.

Lu Yao was a little puzzled. Even in the daytime, the boat was full of noise, but he didn't hear any singing.

"Long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness, endless love." Huangfu Qingcheng read softly.

Lu Yao chuckled, and saw that what he was reading was the poem that the scholar wrote in the lower corner of the scroll after finishing the painting, so he teased, "It's another lovesick person, are you two people who have fallen into the end of the world? "

Huangfu Qingcheng smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to hold Lu Yao's hand in his palm.

The scholar seemed so engrossed that he didn't notice anyone talking behind him.I saw that he finished inscribing the poem, thought about it again, and added the title to the picture scroll, with a peerless voice.

Such a beautiful woman, coupled with the four characters 'peerless Lingyin', really makes people want to have a look at her beauty.

Just as Lu Yao was thinking, he saw the scholar carefully roll up the painting, clip the drawing board, and turn around.The clothes are simple, there are traces of mending, and his features are clear, but he is a handsome man.

Lu Yao felt a little embarrassed, turned his eyes away, and pretended to look around.The scholar didn't seem to care, and walked straight past the two of them.

Huangfu Qingcheng said, "Do you want to see that peerless singer? Let me ask for you." Then he shouted loudly, "Brother, please stay."

After shouting three or four times, the scholar turned a deaf ear and continued on his way.

Huangfu Qingcheng showed displeasure.Just wanting to catch up, Lu Yao tugged at his sleeve. "Don't ask, my lord." If you inquire about someone's sweetheart in front of someone, only ghosts want to talk to you.

With such a stop, the scholar's back disappeared at the corner of the street.

"Yeah, stop shouting, he never pays attention to people." A man who was selling fried rice not far away choked, "He comes here to sit for an hour every day. Looking at the woman in the painting boat opposite. But I never got to go in and take a look. Infatuation is very infatuation, and I guess he is also a poor literati."

Huangfu Qingcheng casually took out a piece of silver and threw it over, "Do you know who this scholar drew?"

The man immediately opened his eyes and smiled after receiving the money, "I know, my lord, you go to the boat to find Miss Zhiyin. It is likely to be the person in the scholar's painting. If you can hear her sing a song in person, tsk tsk tsk. I will keep you for three days." ...for three days...couldn't hear my wife's voice."

"Oh?" Lu Yao became very interested. Is Zhiyin singing so beautifully?

"Don't regret it after listening." Huangfu Qingcheng looked at him with an expression about to move.Said lightly.

"why?"

"Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to listen to you?"

! ! !Don't take me as your wife!What's more, you haven't heard Lao Tzu's nagging at all!

Huangfu smiled all over the city, took Lu Yao's hand, "Let's go."

The boat is moored on the banks of the Luoshui River. It has three floors. The hull of the boat is shaped like a carp, with a copper ball in its mouth, and its appearance is resplendent and resplendent.

After all, it is the land of fireworks, although it is still cold in early spring.But the women in the painting boat are wearing revealing clothes, with crisp breasts and white legs.Very evocative.

When I saw two handsome men coming, they were dressed luxuriously.Mama Sang immediately welcomed the guests with a smile, and took a seat to make a tea circle.

"Do the two sons have a caring girl?"

Huangfu Qingcheng looked at Lu Yao with a smile, "Lu Yao, who do you fancy?"

Lu Yao: "..." My lord, you have murderous looks in your eyes.

"You don't order girls, but I do."

Lu Yao 囧囧 has a god, this... this is not fair!

"Call Zhiyin to open the elegant room."

Mama Sang immediately showed embarrassment, "Miss Zhiyin...is not feeling well recently, if the service is not good, please forgive me."

"No problem." Huangfu Qingcheng took out an ingot of gold and put it on the fruit plate.

Mother Sang hastily directed the turtle slave girls to serve.

The two of them entered the private room, only to see the red candles warming the tent, and the incense wafting in. Lu Yao couldn't help but think of the vague *sounds he heard when he got on the boat, and even his ears turned slightly red. Huangfu Qingcheng walked to the piano stand He stretched out his hand and plucked the strings of the piano, and the clank sound disturbed his mood.

"It's very convenient here."

"What's convenient?"

"What do you say..." His eyes were dark.

Lu Yao suddenly understood that there is only one end for the fucker to visit prostitutes and brothels with this guy! !That means he was being prostituted to death!This scene was really not good, he ran away in the next moment, but his legs were short, and he was stopped by Huangfu Qingcheng after only two steps, he pressed him against the wall, and kissed his lips impatiently.

Originally in this kind of place, the obscene and extravagant atmosphere around could easily arouse passion and desire.What's more, it was him who was facing him, who he couldn't catch but wanted so much.He kissed lingeringly and domineeringly, with his usual habit to him, involuntarily talking, enjoying resistance.Tongue entangled, occupied, suppressed, his hands kept going, all the way down through the material...

"Lu Yao, say you like me." He kissed his neck, Lu Yao was forced to raise his head, and a shallow moan came out of his throat.

In the past three months, he has known his body well, and he can easily draw out his *, he knows the posture he likes, the rhythm he likes, and the places he can't resist, but he is still not sure, whether he also Like he loves him to the bone, a little bit, likes him...

There was a knocking sound from the door frame, Lu Yao instantly cooled down from the suffocation of passion, Huangfu Qingcheng also stopped his movements, he turned his head and saw a woman in light yellow clothes with moth-brows sweeping her eyebrows, glanced at them at the door, then lowered her head go, said,

"Is Zhiyin disturbing your son's Yaxing?"

The person is indeed somewhat similar to the person in the painting, and the mole on the lip is also clearly visible, but the voice is not as beautiful as they imagined, or the second-class oriole out of the valley, or even more ordinary and melodious.

Her voice was low and hoarse, and she couldn't even speak clearly.

No.90 seven times will live up to the sincerity

"You are Zhiyin?" Huangfu Qingcheng was also taken aback, and Lu Yao took the opportunity to escape from under his clutches.

"Miss Zhiyin, come in quickly."

It was a heavenly rescue.

Zhiyin was still hesitating outside the door, Lu Yao quickly pushed her in, and closed the door with his backhand.

Huangfu Qingcheng can't laugh or cry, look at you, disheveled and in a hurry, the people outside think you are so anxious!

"Sit down, I'll pour you tea." Lu Yao nodded and bowed, showing great hospitality.

Huangfu Qingcheng: "..." Your kindness to this king is not as good as to this flower girl!

"...Don't dare to bother my lord, I'd better invite you to watch." Zhiyin looked a little nervous.

Huangfu Qingcheng turned around and lifted the hem of his clothes, sitting dignified and unrestrained, and pulled Lu Yao by the way, and Lu Yao fell into his arms. He looked down at Zhiyin with a slight displeasure in his words, "I heard you can sing?"

Zhiyin understood when she saw the two lingering at the door for the first time, but at this moment, seeing Huangfu Qingcheng's face of demonstration, she was very helpless. Women looked at her a lot with this kind of look, and being looked at by a man like this, It was the first time.Since the two of you are both broken sleeves, why did you come to this boat to recruit prostitutes? They spent their money to have fun, and you two spent their money to find jealousy. Really... Is this called fun?

"I did it before, I won't now, and maybe never in the future." Zhiyin lowered her head, her voice was hoarse and low, she brought the tea tray on the table to the side of the table, sat down too, took out a teaspoon, and poured out the kidney bean-like tea leaves. Poured it into the tureen, "This is the new tea of ​​this year, please taste it."

Needless to say, with her current voice, it is more than a male duck, don't talk and sing.It is difficult to speak and listen.

"Girl, don't be sad..." Lu Yao felt a little sympathetic, after all, he once had such a good voice, but lost it in vain.Must be sad, "Maybe... there are other ways."

Well.Do you want to suggest that she try to take the route of Yang Kun or Adu?Sing "Tear the Night" or something.

Zhiyin smiled, "Young master is right." Holding the pot in jade hands, the pearls and jade fell, and the tea in the covered bowl was rolling, and the fragrance of tea was wafting.

"What else do you want?"

"Zhiyin is vulgar and vulgar, and knows nothing else."

"Oh?" Huangfu Qingcheng's tone was a little raised.

Lu Yao knew that this meant that he had become interested in something, but this Zhiyin.What else could interest him?

After Zhiyin made the tea, she offered a cup to Huangfu Qingcheng with both hands.

He took it with one hand, and suddenly grabbed her hand with the other, Zhiyin