Merry illusion

The son spoke again, with a firm tone: "It's okay, since the second brother can like men, why can't I marry a male prostitute." The second brother can withstand so many rumors that both men and women can take it all, and she can too.

"No, father won't agree." When Mo Xian thought of someone staring at Shu Chen, he felt unhappy from the bottom of his heart. It was always him who used what was left and didn't allow others to think about it.

"You like men, and your father doesn't agree, but you haven't done it yet." Mo Yan'er was a little excited.

"You are different from me, you are a girl." Mo Xian said the reason patiently and told her to give up.

Mo Yan'er was emotional, and he put his hands on the table and said: "Could it be that the second brother also fell in love with that luthier, which is why he is so obstructive. Just now the second brother said that even if the second brother likes, he should give it to the younger sister. The words are still hot." !Second brother, don’t go back on your word.”

Mo Xian stood up and unfolded the folding fan in his hand "swish". The wind of the fan stirred a few strands of ink hair flying, and a smile spread on his face: "Whatever my sister said, how can my second brother go back on what he said."

Just a man, don't worry about it.

"My lady, if the boudoir is not a place for girls, please come back!" Aunt Mei stood at the door and stopped Mo Yan'er.

Mo Yan'er was holding the food box in his hand, and took out a piece of silver on an idea: "Aunt Mei, just let me in if you can! Let me meet Mr. Shu Chen! Look, my food is ready. But it won't taste good."

Aunt Mei saw that Qian's eyes were straightened, and her complexion changed into embarrassment, she said hesitantly: "Okay then! I'll take the girl in for the sake of the girl's intentions, but is she willing to see Shu Chen?" Girl, I can't make up my mind."

Mo Yan'er quickly responded happily: "It's okay, it's okay, Aunt Mei just let me in."

As Aunt Mei stepped into the inner courtyard, Mo Yan'er looked around, and occasionally met a few girls who were all dressed up, and the clothes on their bodies were as thin as a veil, half showing their breasts, she felt ashamed when she saw it, no wonder those men like it run here.

Passing through several flower beds, gradually approaching, and stopping outside the door of a room, the sound of the piano in the room came out from time to time, as if someone in the room played it casually.

"Shu Chen, a girl is looking for you." Aunt Mei knocked on the door and said.

"Little girl Mo Yan'er begging to see the young master." The voice was as crisp as a copper bell.

Mo Yaner...

The fingers of the people in the room who were about to pluck the piano stopped, and a cute little girl about six or seven years old appeared in his mind, always pulling his sleeves and asking him to push him on the swing...

Now that she has grown into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, Shu Chen stretched his brows like ink in the water, and said softly, "I don't see you."

Still not good.It's better not to touch people from the past...

"Miss Mo, you see that our Shu Chen doesn't want to see you, please go back, miss!" Aunt Mei persuaded.

However, Mo Yan'er made up his mind, as if he would not leave without seeing Shu Chen today. "Mr. Shu Chen, you don't want to see Yan'er right now, Yan'er will wait outside the door until you are willing to see him."

"Girl, it's okay for you to be here now, but it will hinder our business when it's late! You also know how popular our Shu Chen's piano is."

Aunt Mei said so much, every word she wanted to express was nothing more than money.Mo Yan'er took down the purse from his waist and threw it into her hand, saying: "Stop everyone who comes to see you today! If it's not enough tomorrow, send someone to Mo's mansion to find me, Mo Yan'er."

Aunt Mei's eyes lit up as soon as she heard Mo Fu's words, as if seeing the big white ingot, she weighed the purse in her hand and quickly responded: "Yes yes yes, someone will carry a chair for Miss Mo." And then After saying hello, he left.

Mo Yan'er sat outside the door and waited quietly.

Shu Chen looked at the figure outside the door through the window paper, and shook his head lightly.

The little girl in my memory was always pestering him, and if he didn't agree, she would always follow behind him and refused to leave, but now she still has the same temperament.

Shu Chen picked up a book and read it. He even flipped through several pages, but he didn't see why.Concerned about how he could see it, he finally got up and went to open the door.

The door opened with a "creak", and a cool figure in white clothes stood smilingly at the door.

Mo Yan'er quickly picked up the food box in his hand and stood up, saying in a shy voice, "Mr. Shu Chen."

"Come in!" The voice was as light as autumn water.

Mo Yan'er followed and entered, the furnishings inside the house were different from those outside, not as prosperous as that, but more elegant than chic, the house was like a human being.

"sit."

"I made some small dishes for you, I don't know if they suit your taste." He brought them out of the food box while speaking.

Shu Chen glanced at it indifferently, the dishes were delicate but must have spent a lot of thought.

"Young master, come and taste it!"

Mo Yan'er tugged on his sleeve, his eyes were filled with anticipation, and he couldn't bear to refuse for a while.

Once upon a time, he also looked at that person with a bowl of ginseng soup full of expectations, and only hoped that he would say yes or no?What I got was fragments all over the floor and hot soup stains all over my body.

Mo Yan'er watched intently as he picked up a piece of vegetable and slowly put it into his mouth, his cheeks fluttered slightly, and asked nervously, "Is it delicious?"

Shu Chen put down his chopsticks and just gave a light "um".

When the time came, Mo Yan'er happily carried the food box and said to him, "I will come again someday."

Shu Chen frowned slightly: "Miss Mo is the daughter of the Mo family, Shu Chen can't bear such admiration from Miss Mo, and I hope he won't do such things in the future."

Mo Yan'er smiled and said, "It's okay." Then he left quickly.

miss

"Come on, have another drink."

There was a strong smile between Mo Xian's brows and eyes, his tone was all joking, and he put the drink to the mouth of the young man in his arms.

The young man's clothes were half-open revealing a little bit of his chest, the corner of his mouth hooked was even more seductive than that girl's, his thin white fingers rested on the wine glass, and said in a charming voice: "After drinking this glass, what good will you do me?"

"Benefits? This will give you benefits." While speaking, he touched the half-open clothes with his hand, wrapped one arm around the boy's back, pressed it straight down, and kissed him lingeringly.

Xiao Yan saw this scene as soon as he came in, he was already familiar with it, and coughed lightly.

Only then did Mo Xian let go, the tip of his tongue licked along with the fishy sweetness, and the bright red on his lips disappeared without a trace.

"It's always like this, don't close the door, it's fine if I see it, what if someone else bumps into it?" Xiao Yan was full of helplessness, saying that he was flirtatious, and he was even more flirtatious than him.

"What's wrong with bumping into each other? I don't envy if I don't steal or rob, what's the shame?"

Xiao Yan shook his head slightly, and after a while, he remembered the purpose of coming here again: "Why did you give the rest of the play to your sister? When did you become so generous?"

Mo Xian let go of the young man in his arms, walked to the window with a fan, and said with a gentle smile on his mouth: "I have always been so generous! How about I give you a few? The relationship between you and me, I still have ten or eight. willing."

Xiao Yan quickly waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, I am not blessed to accept the gift of Mr. Mo Xian."

Mo Xian looks out of the window and smiles without saying a word, which seems a bit elegant.

"Your younger sister has followed you. My older brother doesn't go to the brothel, my younger sister will go there every now and then. One meal today and tomorrow weaving embroidery. She is very diligent, unlike your elder brother who is always merciful." Xiao Yan didn't mean to talk while sitting and drinking.

"Oh? Then does Shu Chen like my sister?" What kind of attitude would such a noble attitude be?

"I haven't heard of this, but yesterday I went to Ruogui Pavilion and saw her face was rosy. It's hard to think that she won't be rosy when I stay with your sister like this! Sigh, why didn't I meet such a nice girl!" Xiao Xiao Yan sighed softly and drank another glass of wine.

Yeah?A lot of ruddy?

The lights were shining brightly, and Mo Xian stepped in, smiling and waving his painting fan.

"Young Master Mo Xian is here, but are you looking for Shu Chen?" Aunt Mei greeted him when she saw him.

Mo Xian folded his folding fan across his chest, slowly shaking it: "Aunt Mei, go get busy! I'll just listen to the little song in front of the court."

I wanted to play tricks on this God of Wealth again, but it happened that someone called her over there: "Then Mr. Mo Xian, sit down, I'll go over there and have a look."

Mo Xian nodded, and found a place to sit down, seemingly drinking some wine and listening to music, but his mind was not there at all.

What would such a person look like in bed?Mo Xian squinted his eyes and thought, all the unbearable scenes appeared in his mind, and his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Mo Xian drank a glass of sake, shook his sleeves and walked towards the inner court.

The lights in the room were brightly lit, but as we approached, we first heard a male voice followed by a burst of indifferent laughter. A person who is unwilling to speak to him, but can he laugh and chat with others like this?

Either he was used to people licking their faces and looking for him, or he felt uneasy when he met such a prostitute who pretended to be noble and ignored his existence.

He opened the door casually and walked in. What he saw was the unrestrained smile on that white face. When he saw him, that face quickly changed into his usual indifferent appearance. His heart was overwhelmed, but his face remained Without the slightest disturbance, the folding fan was slowly shaking, with a little smile on his face: "What are you talking about, smiling so happily?"

Liu Yunsheng lived with the theater troupe in Mo Mansion, and he already knew him as the second son of Mo Mansion, so he stood up and saluted: "Yun Sheng has met Mr. Mo Xian."

Mo Xian completely ignored his existence, walked to Shu Chen's side and grabbed his shoulders, and lowered his head slightly: "What are you laughing at, tell me."

Seeing this, Liu Yunsheng hurriedly made a rescue: "We are talking about..."

He was interrupted by Mo Xian before he finished speaking: "Young Master Liu, come back! I have something to talk to Shu Chen."

Liu Yunsheng didn't want to leave, Mo Xian was clearly trying to make things difficult for Shu Chen, looked at Shu Chen, Shu Chen smiled at him and said, "Yun Sheng, be careful on the road."

Although Liu Yunsheng was worried, he didn't