Zhou Xiaomo recognized Yun Yiren at first sight.

Yun Yiren is still wearing white clothes today, but she changed into a light red servant's head, making her jade face look even more pink, and her flat breasts still secretly reveal the milky fragrance.

Today, Zhou Xiaomo dared not glance at Yun Yiren's flat chest, because next to Yun Yiren was standing wheat dressed as the same young master.

It’s really the one who is close to the red and the one who is close to the ink. Yun Yiren used some magic power to bring wheat and shadows into masculine.

The wheat body has not yet grown completely, and it also has the smell of green seedlings, but this kind of green hazy beauty makes people feel even more overwhelmed. Thinking of the delicate body under this men's outfit, Zhou Xiaomo was a little overwhelmed and once again confirmed that he had found the right person he loved for his life.

Maizi looked at Zhou Xiaomo's eyes, like a young wife who had just passed the door. She understood some people and things, and just licked the forbidden fruit. She was looking for and exploring each lock in each other's body, which was both mysterious and desirable.

Maizi's eyes were both ambiguous and a little shy, and he was shy about him staring at her body. His eyes and eyes were like they could penetrate the layers of clothes on her body and see every corner. But when his eyes looked elsewhere, he was worried that he would look at other girls.

The reason why men are fickle is that they have not met the right person yet.

When he looked up that night, he saw the lights upstairs. When he pushed the door open, he saw him sitting barefoot on the bed waiting for him. After seeing him pushing the door open, he smiled and ran towards him barefoot, Zhou Xiaomo knew that he had met the right person.

Of course, as a brothel, it is inevitable to deal with girls every day. You can be a passionate guest like Li Xunhuan, but you can't be promiscuous. At least, the most important position in your heart is Lin Shiyin.

The most important position in Zhou Xiaomo's heart was Maizi. This decision started when he saw Maizi staying lights for him that night.

Last night, the genius knew what happened between Yun Yiren and Mei. Anyway, Yun Yiren brought Meiren out of the Qingxiang Qiankun Building without paying much money. Anyway, judging from the enthusiasm of the two, Zhou Xiaomo doubted whether lilies were planted between the two.

Thinking of lily, Zhou Xiaomo was stunned and looked at Maizi again, thinking, "You won't be given lily by Yun Yiren, right?" It's useless to say lily. People in the Tang Dynasty didn't know what lily represents."

Yingying cleared her throat gently, and the audience suddenly became quiet, and it also pulled Zhou Xiaomo back from the lily.

Zhou Xiaomo saw it and was happy in his heart, which means that everyone was fascinated by the passionate swordsman, the passionate swordsman, for fear of accidentally missing something important plot.

Yingying swayed the folding fan elegantly, blocking her really uneven breasts just right, and then said, "Amid the laughter, a woman had already twisted her waist and walked out.

Twenty years later, she still doesn't look too old, her eyes are still very charming, and her teeth are still very white, but her waist is-

She really has no waist anymore, and she looks like a not-so-large water tank. She can only simmer two acres of land if she has a lot of water.”

The audience burst into laughter. Some people almost choked to death after taking a sip of tea, but they still laughed so hard that they were sluggishly.

These people have very low laugh points. This is an era of extreme lack of entertainment. Just a martial arts novel can cause such a sensation. No one believes it if you say it. Zhou Xiaomo thought again and again, who can I tell? For a moment, he was a little confused.

One person below the stage shouted: "Xing Shaoxia, the figure of the Mrs. Rose you just mentioned, I feel so much like the mom I had before your Chunfeng Yidu Building?"

The voice was very familiar. Zhou Xiaomo looked in the voice and said that the person who spoke was the innocent man at Wansheng Tea House yesterday. The old man he called "Uncle Ping" was sitting next to him. Seeing him looking over, the two of them clasped their fists at him together.

Zhou Xiaomo smiled and replied with a gift.

Everyone laughed and said that it really looked like the bust who was driven away by Zhou Shaodong's family, probably thicker than this Mrs. Rose.

Yingying and others laughed for a moment, then said, "Li Xunhuan's expression seemed to have just swallowed a whole dead mouse.

I thought I was Mrs. Rose?

He could not believe it.

It is a very pity and a sigh of gratitude for the beauty to grow old, just like the withering of flowers always makes people sigh. But if she doesn't understand, and doesn't accept that she is no longer a wonderful person, and she tries her life to use her waist to hide the fat flesh on her body and wipe off the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes with her makeup, it will not only not make people sad but also make people feel disgusting."

This sense of substitution is too strong! [Although people at this time do not understand what substitution is, Li Xunhuan's words are exactly what they say]

The men in the audience shook their heads and sighed! This was so much like their yellow-faced woman. Her waist was as thick as a water tank, but she sucked her stomach and asked the maids to tie buttons that they had just jumped out. They knew that the reality of their past and never looked back, but they were unwilling to accept the facts.

This simple truth was obvious, but strangely, most women in the world refused to know this truth.

Yingying: "Mrs. Qiangwei was wearing a small fur coat with red satin, and a small emerald green skirt that could reflect her waist. She was combed with the girl's favorite 10-character bun, and she could smell the fragrance of shaving oil from afar.

She looked at Li Xunhuan from a distance and laughed, saying, "What a romantic Tanhualang, she is indeed well-known. I haven't seen you as arrogant as a man in twenty years, but twenty years ago..."

Li Xunhuan was like a cup of poison, which had penetrated into the hearts of most men and women in the audience. At this moment, they had become Li Xunhuan's loyal fans.

"Madam Rose sighed and continued, twenty years ago, there were always many guests in our family. At that time, some young heroes and romantic swordsmen on the rivers and lakes, who didn't want to visit me? As long as they could say a few words to me and look at me, they would be like eating ginseng fruit, and they were so happy that you didn't believe it, please ask him.

Sun Kui calmed down a face that had become a pig's liver, and seemed to have made up his mind to speak without hesitation.

Li Xunhuan looked at the fat meat on Mrs. Rose's waist that was trembling like roses in the wind. When she looked at Sun Kui, who was as thin as a monkey, she couldn't help but sigh for him. He had seen how cowardly Sun Kui had been in the past twenty years."

"Everyone, you have to know how cowardly Sun Kui has been in the past twenty years. Please listen to the next breakdown!" Zhou Xiaomo clapped his applause and said, "Next, we will enter the time to draw lots to taste roast duck. While everyone is enjoying the food, we can just let our Shadow Young Master stop and continue to contribute the wonderful Li Xunhuan to everyone."

"Baoba!~" Zhou Xiaomo clapped his hands, "Pick up the roast duck!"
Chapter completed!