The servants beside Wang Cheng and the seven others were all in the lounge on the first floor, except for a woman next to Wang Cheng.
The woman's hair is covered with her hair, and her flawless jade neck is exposed like a white swan. She is very handsome and has a beautiful mole on her eyebrows. She holds a three-foot green breeze, purses her lips and looks indifferent. She doesn't speak or has no other expressions. She just stands quietly beside Wang Cheng.
This woman is Wang Cheng’s concubine and a bodyguard.
Song Yu remembers that she seemed to be named Ping Niang, the daughter of an old gossip. Because she believed in the Hou and Wang were kind to him, she married her daughter to Wang and became a concubine.
This woman named Ping Niang is beautiful and proficient in swordsmanship. She can compete with ten people. Wang Cheng is very fond of her. Even if she goes to brothels, she likes to bring her around. One is to show off, and the other is to prevent any accidents.
Although Wang Cheng has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, he felt sorry for his swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was just like Song Yu's previous knowledge, which was really embarrassing.
San'er, don't be bitter about it. Isn't it just a bird missing? What a big deal? Let's call a few more pity sisters later to let you watch our brothers and sisters enjoy themselves from the side. Isn't this a very interesting thing?
Wang Cheng held Song Yu's hand and just kept pulling it to the third floor
Song Yu greeted Wang Cheng's female relatives in his heart. It was hard to refuse, and he could not refuse Wang Cheng's pull, so he could only follow him up.
Qi Niang greeted her in front and ordered her deputy to find Kabuki for Wang Cheng and his party, and gave Song Yu a comforting look.
Wang Cheng did not go to Zhili Living Room, which was a place where he spent a lot of money. Wang Cheng's wealth could not afford to spend several times in Zhili Living Room.
Although he is from the Wang family, he knows whose family it belongs to, so he will not make trouble here.
Just in a nickname on the third floor
Wang Cheng pulled Song Yu and sat in a seat several times behind the scenes. Ping Niang next to him sat cross-legged, but still said nothing.
After fifteen Kabuki entered this nickname, they asked everyone about their well-being, and began to accompany them with singing and dancing. Then, under Qi Niang's greeting, they entered the seven red prostitutes in brothels one after another.
They swept into the arms of the seven Wang family children with gusts of fragrance, and the atmosphere between the nicknames became warm in vain.
There are fine wine, delicious food, and singers...
San'er, you were an old acquaintance of the Wu Nu before, please touch it. The Wu Nu is much bigger here, and I can't hold this hand
The Wu Nu is the red prostitute in Wang Cheng's arms at this time. Among the hundreds of prostitutes in the brothel, he is also the top prostitute. His appearance is naturally not bad, and his figure is protruding and his slender waist is combined with his slender waist. Song Yu had fought with the Wu Nu for more than 300 rounds, so he is naturally very familiar with the Wu Nu.
The black girl was filled with a few sips of yellow wine by Wang Cheng. At this time, her beautiful eyes were full of charm like water. She ate and smiled, letting the collar of her chest wide open, revealing two pink and plump white balls, allowing Wang Cheng's pair of wolf claws to squeeze on it. The extremely old-fashioned mouth made a moan that made people's hormones soar.
Wang Zhonglang
The black girl listened to Wang Cheng's words and said coquettishly: I have also felt much bigger during this period, and it was all the ones Wang Zhonglang touched them.
Wang Cheng laughed loudly, took Song Yu's hand and grabbed the black girl's chest. Seeing Song Yu's hand holding a ball of snow hills, and then drank a Jue's yellow wine. He shouted: San'er, tell me, is it big?
Song Yu hasn't touched a woman for a long time. At this moment, the woman's moans were everywhere in her ears, and she grabbed a very plump breast mound in her hand. She felt her five fingers sinking deep into her. She was already so hard that her breathing was a little rapid, but she had to pretend to be embarrassed on her face to cater to Wang Cheng's joke: It's really much bigger
Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he watched Song Yu's hand stay on the black girl's chest, and sneered: San'er, do you want a woman? As he said that, he laughed at himself: It's a pity that you have no birds now. You can watch it aside later. By the way, I'll push it for me a few times and give me some energy, okay?
The nobles in the Western Han Dynasty were so lewd that they were outrageous. The nobles did not regard their servants as human beings. Not to mention that they were having fun with women, the men could help them sweat and cheer up. Even when they were on par with their wife and concubines, the men could also be present.
This is the point where the servants are treated as animals, so that they can see the mistress's body is fine.
Therefore, the nobles of the Western Han Dynasty were used to various unblocked meetings. Wang Cheng's request seemed extremely ridiculous to later generations, but in today's Western Han Dynasty, it was a normal thing.
Paralyzed, treat me as a slave
Song Yu secretly hated her teeth, but had to say: This is natural
Wang Cheng laughed and poured his own rice wine in succession, and then fed it to Wu Nu, so that the wine wet Wu Nu's clothes, and put his fair and plump body against the clothes, highlighting the extremely attractive curve.
Wu Nu, have you ever heard an interesting thing about Chang'an, our Xidu three months ago? Wang Cheng's alcohol content was not good. After drinking a few drinks of this low-degree wine, he became a little drunk.
The black girl glanced at Song Yu, showed sympathy for the most powerful man she had ever encountered in her life, then covered her mouth and stuffed a snow hill into Wang Cheng's mouth and said: I don't know this Nuer, can Wang Zhonglang tell Nuer what interesting thing it is? Let Nuer listen to it too
In Song Yu's embarrassment, Wang Chengdawei happily took a bite of the black girl's snow-covered hill, and then drank a jug of yellow wine to tell the black girl the story of how Song Yu was killed by Zhang Chong's bird.
Wu Nu had known this story for a long time, but in order to cater to Wang Cheng, she still pretended to be surprised, and then looked at Song Yu with sympathy and said: I never thought that Song Langguan would encounter such a thing, which is really a pity
Wang Cheng can ridicule Song Yu, but Wu Nu, the ordinary prostitute in the brothel, does not have the capital to mock Song Yu
Wang Cheng slapped the black girl's back buttocks soaked by wine, made a crisp sound, nodded and smiled: It's Ah, I'm really sorry that our Sir Song lost the joy of bed. How can we live in the future?
Song Yu smiled and said: Time is fate, and you should have such a disaster in your destiny. You can never escape the future. You can often follow Doctor Song to help you push your back. It is also a fun, right?
Song Yu's self-deprecating answer made Wang Cheng feel extremely comfortable. He laughed and said: This is indeed an interesting thing. In the future, I have free time, so I will go to your house to ask you to come and have fun with me.
The woman's hair is covered with her hair, and her flawless jade neck is exposed like a white swan. She is very handsome and has a beautiful mole on her eyebrows. She holds a three-foot green breeze, purses her lips and looks indifferent. She doesn't speak or has no other expressions. She just stands quietly beside Wang Cheng.
This woman is Wang Cheng’s concubine and a bodyguard.
Song Yu remembers that she seemed to be named Ping Niang, the daughter of an old gossip. Because she believed in the Hou and Wang were kind to him, she married her daughter to Wang and became a concubine.
This woman named Ping Niang is beautiful and proficient in swordsmanship. She can compete with ten people. Wang Cheng is very fond of her. Even if she goes to brothels, she likes to bring her around. One is to show off, and the other is to prevent any accidents.
Although Wang Cheng has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, he felt sorry for his swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was just like Song Yu's previous knowledge, which was really embarrassing.
San'er, don't be bitter about it. Isn't it just a bird missing? What a big deal? Let's call a few more pity sisters later to let you watch our brothers and sisters enjoy themselves from the side. Isn't this a very interesting thing?
Wang Cheng held Song Yu's hand and just kept pulling it to the third floor
Song Yu greeted Wang Cheng's female relatives in his heart. It was hard to refuse, and he could not refuse Wang Cheng's pull, so he could only follow him up.
Qi Niang greeted her in front and ordered her deputy to find Kabuki for Wang Cheng and his party, and gave Song Yu a comforting look.
Wang Cheng did not go to Zhili Living Room, which was a place where he spent a lot of money. Wang Cheng's wealth could not afford to spend several times in Zhili Living Room.
Although he is from the Wang family, he knows whose family it belongs to, so he will not make trouble here.
Just in a nickname on the third floor
Wang Cheng pulled Song Yu and sat in a seat several times behind the scenes. Ping Niang next to him sat cross-legged, but still said nothing.
After fifteen Kabuki entered this nickname, they asked everyone about their well-being, and began to accompany them with singing and dancing. Then, under Qi Niang's greeting, they entered the seven red prostitutes in brothels one after another.
They swept into the arms of the seven Wang family children with gusts of fragrance, and the atmosphere between the nicknames became warm in vain.
There are fine wine, delicious food, and singers...
San'er, you were an old acquaintance of the Wu Nu before, please touch it. The Wu Nu is much bigger here, and I can't hold this hand
The Wu Nu is the red prostitute in Wang Cheng's arms at this time. Among the hundreds of prostitutes in the brothel, he is also the top prostitute. His appearance is naturally not bad, and his figure is protruding and his slender waist is combined with his slender waist. Song Yu had fought with the Wu Nu for more than 300 rounds, so he is naturally very familiar with the Wu Nu.
The black girl was filled with a few sips of yellow wine by Wang Cheng. At this time, her beautiful eyes were full of charm like water. She ate and smiled, letting the collar of her chest wide open, revealing two pink and plump white balls, allowing Wang Cheng's pair of wolf claws to squeeze on it. The extremely old-fashioned mouth made a moan that made people's hormones soar.
Wang Zhonglang
The black girl listened to Wang Cheng's words and said coquettishly: I have also felt much bigger during this period, and it was all the ones Wang Zhonglang touched them.
Wang Cheng laughed loudly, took Song Yu's hand and grabbed the black girl's chest. Seeing Song Yu's hand holding a ball of snow hills, and then drank a Jue's yellow wine. He shouted: San'er, tell me, is it big?
Song Yu hasn't touched a woman for a long time. At this moment, the woman's moans were everywhere in her ears, and she grabbed a very plump breast mound in her hand. She felt her five fingers sinking deep into her. She was already so hard that her breathing was a little rapid, but she had to pretend to be embarrassed on her face to cater to Wang Cheng's joke: It's really much bigger
Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he watched Song Yu's hand stay on the black girl's chest, and sneered: San'er, do you want a woman? As he said that, he laughed at himself: It's a pity that you have no birds now. You can watch it aside later. By the way, I'll push it for me a few times and give me some energy, okay?
The nobles in the Western Han Dynasty were so lewd that they were outrageous. The nobles did not regard their servants as human beings. Not to mention that they were having fun with women, the men could help them sweat and cheer up. Even when they were on par with their wife and concubines, the men could also be present.
This is the point where the servants are treated as animals, so that they can see the mistress's body is fine.
Therefore, the nobles of the Western Han Dynasty were used to various unblocked meetings. Wang Cheng's request seemed extremely ridiculous to later generations, but in today's Western Han Dynasty, it was a normal thing.
Paralyzed, treat me as a slave
Song Yu secretly hated her teeth, but had to say: This is natural
Wang Cheng laughed and poured his own rice wine in succession, and then fed it to Wu Nu, so that the wine wet Wu Nu's clothes, and put his fair and plump body against the clothes, highlighting the extremely attractive curve.
Wu Nu, have you ever heard an interesting thing about Chang'an, our Xidu three months ago? Wang Cheng's alcohol content was not good. After drinking a few drinks of this low-degree wine, he became a little drunk.
The black girl glanced at Song Yu, showed sympathy for the most powerful man she had ever encountered in her life, then covered her mouth and stuffed a snow hill into Wang Cheng's mouth and said: I don't know this Nuer, can Wang Zhonglang tell Nuer what interesting thing it is? Let Nuer listen to it too
In Song Yu's embarrassment, Wang Chengdawei happily took a bite of the black girl's snow-covered hill, and then drank a jug of yellow wine to tell the black girl the story of how Song Yu was killed by Zhang Chong's bird.
Wu Nu had known this story for a long time, but in order to cater to Wang Cheng, she still pretended to be surprised, and then looked at Song Yu with sympathy and said: I never thought that Song Langguan would encounter such a thing, which is really a pity
Wang Cheng can ridicule Song Yu, but Wu Nu, the ordinary prostitute in the brothel, does not have the capital to mock Song Yu
Wang Cheng slapped the black girl's back buttocks soaked by wine, made a crisp sound, nodded and smiled: It's Ah, I'm really sorry that our Sir Song lost the joy of bed. How can we live in the future?
Song Yu smiled and said: Time is fate, and you should have such a disaster in your destiny. You can never escape the future. You can often follow Doctor Song to help you push your back. It is also a fun, right?
Song Yu's self-deprecating answer made Wang Cheng feel extremely comfortable. He laughed and said: This is indeed an interesting thing. In the future, I have free time, so I will go to your house to ask you to come and have fun with me.
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