Duolong, Zhang Kangnian and others looked at each other, and the same thought flashed in their hearts: Brother Wei’s Shuang'er is the best, and other women are jealous.
After a moment of impulse, Shui Sheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful now. He looked at Song Qingshu with fear. Seeing that he was not right, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue quietly. It was so cute. Fortunately, they were far away from the crowd here, otherwise a group of big men would have the posture of her little daughter. They might cause another storm.
Xia Qingqing couldn't help but stomp her feet and looked at Song Qingshu angrily, thinking why Wei Xiaobao is so stupid. The answer is coming to his eyes. Instead, other men took advantage of the loopholes. He couldn't help but start thinking about what reason to invite him to his room later...
Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, but when he came into contact with Xia Qingqing's eyes that seemed to be smiling and angry, his heart couldn't help but tremble. He couldn't help but clear his throat and said: I happened to have a couplet here, I hope Miss Youyou's advice.
Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up and thought to herself that no matter how bad you are, I have the right reason to invite you into the house for a while. Anyway, I am the referee, so I have the final say tonight!
Mr. Wei is so talented that what he does must be extraordinary?
Song Qingshu stood up, hidden internal strength, and brought his answer into everyone's ears: The first couplet of Miss Youyou is "Smoke Locking the Willows of the Pond", and the second couplet below is "Peach Blooming the Jinjiang River Dike".
Whether the couplets that everyone had mentioned before were good or bad, after giving the second couplet, there was always a group of people commenting on it. As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, a strange tranquility fell into the scene.
Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes were bright, and she quietly glanced at Song Qingshu's side, and felt extremely melancholy: How great would it be if my cousin had his literary talent...
Xia Qingqing looked at him in surprise, looked around, and smiled: Mr. Wei’s opinion is the best tonight, so you must have no objection, right?
good!
A group of people applauded, and everyone lingers in the fireworks. At least they have a demeanor. To put it bluntly, although everyone is a client, they still have a bottom line for a client.
Song Qingshu's answer is indeed the best in the audience. No one will be so blind to pick the bones in the eggs at this time.
Since that's the case, Youyou asked Mr. Wei to go upstairs and talk.Xia Qingqing smiled sweetly, leaving behind a graceful back that made the audience drool and disappeared in the back hall.
Soon a maid came forward to invite him: Mr. Wei, my girl is invited.
Song Qingshu was struggling in his heart, should he go or not?If you go, your glorious image will inevitably be damaged. If you don’t go...uh, are you still a man!
With a smile on his face, Song Qingshu followed the maid politely and walked upstairs in the envious and jealous eyes of a group of men.
A big pervert, a dead thief!Shui Sheng felt irritated and sat down and kept pouring himself a few glasses of water and wine.
Sister Shui, Mr. Song is very elegant, and this trip may not be as unbearable as others think.
Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't say the word "despicable". Seeing Shui Sheng looking jealous and being a woman, she couldn't help but explain.
What does it have to do with me... Shui Sheng smiled reluctantly, held his chin with his hand, and sat in a daze.
Well, why is the hall much deserted? Where is Brother Song?
Wei Xiaobao just came back and asked in confusion, feeling very resentful. He slipped into the wine cellar with a friend and a maid. Although he had a feast for a while, he had to hide in the wine cellar for a long time, so he came back for so long.
What!
When Wei Xiaobao heard that Song Qingshu was invited into the boudoir by the flower court Youyou, he looked strange and felt heartbroken: Grandma, grandpa, I have experienced a lot of hard work before I replaced the wine sent to the flower court's room with Michun wine. I originally wanted to...
But I knew it would be cheaper!
Uh, when it comes to being with this little face, her love luck is a huge loss... Wei Xiaobao glanced at Wang Yuyan and Shui Sheng who didn't pay any attention to him, and felt very resentful.
Following the maid to a quiet hut, Song Qingshu smelled the sweet fragrance of rouge, and for a moment it seemed like a different life. He had been inviting some business partners to visit these romantic places many times. I wonder which of these famous prostitutes in ancient times and those versatile vixen in modern times...
Mr. Wei, please come in and sit down.When Song Qingshu was stunned, a sweet and seductive voice from the Youyou girl came from behind the pearl curtain.
After sitting down next to her, Song Qingshu had the opportunity to look at her carefully from a close distance. She had already changed into a light green gauze dress, her long dark hair scattered on her shoulders, her endless charm, her face was covered with thin powder, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, and her watery eyes were about to drip out of water.
After her eyes that looked like a smile and Ye Feiye were swept, Song Qingshu's face turned red and subconsciously lowered her head and did not dare to look at it again.
Xia Qingqing smiled in her heart. Everyone said that Wei Xiaobao was a lustful person, but who knew that he was so shy.
As a woman, she has long lost her youthfulness as a girl. In addition, she is a child from the world, so she doesn't have so much concern in her words and deeds. She is determined to complete the task without revealing her flaws, but she doesn't mind showing the other party the various styles that originally belonged to Yuan Chengzhi.
Song Qingshu was a little annoyed why he acted like this. He was not unfamiliar with the scenes that year. He immediately calmed down and asked with a smile: I wonder what is the third problem of Miss Youyou?
The long night is long and there is time. Why should the young master be so anxious?The summer green stars flowed, and I smiled sweetly. Today I saw the young master and the talented man. I admire him very much. I respect him a cup first.
Looking at the other party's slim hands holding the wine glass, Song Qingshu's mouth was dry for a moment, and reached out to take it, but accidentally touched the other party's soft skin.
A cold light flashed in Xia Qingqing's eyes, thinking that it was not to delay time and wait for Brother Yuan and his friends to deal with the outer guards, they had to kill him with one sword.
Song Qingshu didn't even realize the murderous intent hidden in the gentle land. He drank the wine in the glass in one go. The wine immediately turned into seven parts of heat, but he could not erase the cold and comfortable feeling that came from the other person's fingers just now.
Who is Miss Youyou?
Song Qingshu asked, in his previous life, he often laughed at a friend who would persuade the lady to be good every time he went to the club. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but feel the same thoughts at this moment. He was very sorry that such an outstanding person could be left alone.
The little woman had long forgotten it. A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xia Qingqing's eyes, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "The beautiful scenery of the city tonight, let's talk about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, why bother talking about those sad things."
Every frown and smile vividly interprets the misery and helplessness in Fengchen’s heart.
She was rude and thought that the words just now might have touched her sad life. Song Qingshu was immediately dissatisfied and said that this glass of wine was apologizing.
The young master is Youyou's distinguished guest, how dare Youyou let the young master drink alone?Xia Qingqing smiled slightly, picked up the wine pot that was replaced by Wei Xiaobao, poured out a glass, and drank it all in one go.
After a moment of impulse, Shui Sheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful now. He looked at Song Qingshu with fear. Seeing that he was not right, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue quietly. It was so cute. Fortunately, they were far away from the crowd here, otherwise a group of big men would have the posture of her little daughter. They might cause another storm.
Xia Qingqing couldn't help but stomp her feet and looked at Song Qingshu angrily, thinking why Wei Xiaobao is so stupid. The answer is coming to his eyes. Instead, other men took advantage of the loopholes. He couldn't help but start thinking about what reason to invite him to his room later...
Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, but when he came into contact with Xia Qingqing's eyes that seemed to be smiling and angry, his heart couldn't help but tremble. He couldn't help but clear his throat and said: I happened to have a couplet here, I hope Miss Youyou's advice.
Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up and thought to herself that no matter how bad you are, I have the right reason to invite you into the house for a while. Anyway, I am the referee, so I have the final say tonight!
Mr. Wei is so talented that what he does must be extraordinary?
Song Qingshu stood up, hidden internal strength, and brought his answer into everyone's ears: The first couplet of Miss Youyou is "Smoke Locking the Willows of the Pond", and the second couplet below is "Peach Blooming the Jinjiang River Dike".
Whether the couplets that everyone had mentioned before were good or bad, after giving the second couplet, there was always a group of people commenting on it. As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, a strange tranquility fell into the scene.
Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes were bright, and she quietly glanced at Song Qingshu's side, and felt extremely melancholy: How great would it be if my cousin had his literary talent...
Xia Qingqing looked at him in surprise, looked around, and smiled: Mr. Wei’s opinion is the best tonight, so you must have no objection, right?
good!
A group of people applauded, and everyone lingers in the fireworks. At least they have a demeanor. To put it bluntly, although everyone is a client, they still have a bottom line for a client.
Song Qingshu's answer is indeed the best in the audience. No one will be so blind to pick the bones in the eggs at this time.
Since that's the case, Youyou asked Mr. Wei to go upstairs and talk.Xia Qingqing smiled sweetly, leaving behind a graceful back that made the audience drool and disappeared in the back hall.
Soon a maid came forward to invite him: Mr. Wei, my girl is invited.
Song Qingshu was struggling in his heart, should he go or not?If you go, your glorious image will inevitably be damaged. If you don’t go...uh, are you still a man!
With a smile on his face, Song Qingshu followed the maid politely and walked upstairs in the envious and jealous eyes of a group of men.
A big pervert, a dead thief!Shui Sheng felt irritated and sat down and kept pouring himself a few glasses of water and wine.
Sister Shui, Mr. Song is very elegant, and this trip may not be as unbearable as others think.
Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't say the word "despicable". Seeing Shui Sheng looking jealous and being a woman, she couldn't help but explain.
What does it have to do with me... Shui Sheng smiled reluctantly, held his chin with his hand, and sat in a daze.
Well, why is the hall much deserted? Where is Brother Song?
Wei Xiaobao just came back and asked in confusion, feeling very resentful. He slipped into the wine cellar with a friend and a maid. Although he had a feast for a while, he had to hide in the wine cellar for a long time, so he came back for so long.
What!
When Wei Xiaobao heard that Song Qingshu was invited into the boudoir by the flower court Youyou, he looked strange and felt heartbroken: Grandma, grandpa, I have experienced a lot of hard work before I replaced the wine sent to the flower court's room with Michun wine. I originally wanted to...
But I knew it would be cheaper!
Uh, when it comes to being with this little face, her love luck is a huge loss... Wei Xiaobao glanced at Wang Yuyan and Shui Sheng who didn't pay any attention to him, and felt very resentful.
Following the maid to a quiet hut, Song Qingshu smelled the sweet fragrance of rouge, and for a moment it seemed like a different life. He had been inviting some business partners to visit these romantic places many times. I wonder which of these famous prostitutes in ancient times and those versatile vixen in modern times...
Mr. Wei, please come in and sit down.When Song Qingshu was stunned, a sweet and seductive voice from the Youyou girl came from behind the pearl curtain.
After sitting down next to her, Song Qingshu had the opportunity to look at her carefully from a close distance. She had already changed into a light green gauze dress, her long dark hair scattered on her shoulders, her endless charm, her face was covered with thin powder, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, and her watery eyes were about to drip out of water.
After her eyes that looked like a smile and Ye Feiye were swept, Song Qingshu's face turned red and subconsciously lowered her head and did not dare to look at it again.
Xia Qingqing smiled in her heart. Everyone said that Wei Xiaobao was a lustful person, but who knew that he was so shy.
As a woman, she has long lost her youthfulness as a girl. In addition, she is a child from the world, so she doesn't have so much concern in her words and deeds. She is determined to complete the task without revealing her flaws, but she doesn't mind showing the other party the various styles that originally belonged to Yuan Chengzhi.
Song Qingshu was a little annoyed why he acted like this. He was not unfamiliar with the scenes that year. He immediately calmed down and asked with a smile: I wonder what is the third problem of Miss Youyou?
The long night is long and there is time. Why should the young master be so anxious?The summer green stars flowed, and I smiled sweetly. Today I saw the young master and the talented man. I admire him very much. I respect him a cup first.
Looking at the other party's slim hands holding the wine glass, Song Qingshu's mouth was dry for a moment, and reached out to take it, but accidentally touched the other party's soft skin.
A cold light flashed in Xia Qingqing's eyes, thinking that it was not to delay time and wait for Brother Yuan and his friends to deal with the outer guards, they had to kill him with one sword.
Song Qingshu didn't even realize the murderous intent hidden in the gentle land. He drank the wine in the glass in one go. The wine immediately turned into seven parts of heat, but he could not erase the cold and comfortable feeling that came from the other person's fingers just now.
Who is Miss Youyou?
Song Qingshu asked, in his previous life, he often laughed at a friend who would persuade the lady to be good every time he went to the club. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but feel the same thoughts at this moment. He was very sorry that such an outstanding person could be left alone.
The little woman had long forgotten it. A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xia Qingqing's eyes, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "The beautiful scenery of the city tonight, let's talk about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, why bother talking about those sad things."
Every frown and smile vividly interprets the misery and helplessness in Fengchen’s heart.
She was rude and thought that the words just now might have touched her sad life. Song Qingshu was immediately dissatisfied and said that this glass of wine was apologizing.
The young master is Youyou's distinguished guest, how dare Youyou let the young master drink alone?Xia Qingqing smiled slightly, picked up the wine pot that was replaced by Wei Xiaobao, poured out a glass, and drank it all in one go.
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