Lang Shilong watched the woman walking closer and closer with graceful steps, and his eyes greedily looked back and forth on her body.

It wasn't until the girl came closer that Lang Shilong could see more and more clearly that the long face between "goose egg" and "melon seed" turned out to be a thin pink mask, but there was a pair of extremely beautiful faces. The eyes are exposed, like shining satin from the East. They turn dark and bright as they look. Coupled with the long eyelashes, they have a thrilling and charming look. And they are in their prime, just like the full autumn moon. , spring flowers are in full bloom, making people feel that they cannot miss it as soon as they see it.

With a smile on her face, she sent the aunt out of the room, greeted the distinguished guests generously, and then said: "You two gentlemen, please come and sit in the room."

Once inside, there is a different scenery. It doesn't look like a wealthy family, but it looks like the boudoir of a well-educated lady. In addition to the mahogany furniture, there is a shelf of books and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, including Dai Xi's landscapes and Deng Shiru's. The official scripts are all written by famous writers in recent times. There are many small ornaments displayed on the Duobao shelf. A copper incense burner with an extremely novel shape is burning incense. The green smoke is curling up, like orchids and musk deer, which touches the nose and heart.

"Master Wang, please have some tea." She held the tea bowl in front of Lang Shilong, grabbed a few pine nuts in the fruit plate, rubbed them with both hands until the skin came off, and brought them to Lang Shilong's lips.

Lang Shilong really wanted to bite her fingers, but listening to her voice, it seemed to be very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, so he gently pinched her fingers. The delicate little hand asked, "Ana, what's your name?"

"My nickname is Wanxiang," the girl didn't know whether she was smiling through her thin mask that looked like real leather.

"Which two words?" Lang Shilong listened to her accent carefully and searched quickly in his mind for the women he had met in Pucheng Goulan. However, in this short period of time, he could not think of anyone with whom he had a good relationship. Such a sweet Tianzhu sound.

"Zilan Jiu Wan's Wan, the king's fragrance is the fragrance," the girl said gently and elegantly word by word.

"Such an elegant conversation." Lang Shilong couldn't help it anymore and wanted to reach out and take off the mask. However, Wan Xiang held Lang Shilong's hand in his small palm and turned towards Min Youhong with his wave-like eyes. , shook his head slightly, apparently unwilling to take it off because of the presence of others. Lang Shilong looked at Wanxiang's shy and embarrassed look, and suddenly understood, thinking that every place has its own rules, so in this way, it's actually It also had a different taste, seducing someone but losing a third of the aura of casualness. It was so nourishing in Lang Shilong's heart that it was indescribably beautiful. At that moment, Lang Shilong stopped insisting and asked again: "Wanxiang, who did you study with?"

"What kind of books are you reading? After reading books, you will end up in this place," he said, seeming to smile slightly sadly.

Lang Shilong naturally knew that this was the deliberate pretense of those "ladies" who "lived at home", but he still couldn't help it. He suddenly felt pity for her, and his other hands came over to hold her hand, as if he had endless emotions that he didn't know how to express. How can I talk about it?

Min Youhong, who was sitting on the side, took a look and felt that Lang Shilong had entered the port, so he stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have to say goodbye."

"Slowly, slowly," Lang Shilong waved his hands and said, "Sit down for a while and then talk."

"No need," Min Youhong was a sensible person. He wanted to stay away so that they could be gentle, so he stood up and left. "I'll come back later."

"Wanxiang, I think Master Min is angry with you,"

After hearing this, Min Youhong stopped. Wan Xiang came up to hold him and said, "Mr. Min, have you heard what Mr. Wang said? Please sit down and stay with our master. It's still early to leave."

"We, yours, are so affectionate," Min Youhong joked to her, "If you keep me now, I won't be able to leave even if you call me back. I'll be 'borrowing a dry shop' here."

"I don't understand what 'dry paving' or 'wet paving' means," Wanxiang said, glancing at Lang Shilong, but then immediately looked away.

This was not the first time Lang Shilong had experienced the charm of flirting with each other, but he still had a feeling of ecstasy. "Tonight is a must without wine," he looked at Min Youhong inquiringly, meaning to ask him if there was "flower eating" here. "wine" rule.

Before Min Youhong could speak, Wanxiang hurriedly replied: "We are already preparing, would you like some snacks first?" After saying that, without waiting for a reply, he opened the curtain and went out, probably to go to the kitchen to press for questions.

"I didn't expect there to be such an elegant place," Lang Shilong said with great satisfaction, watching her back.

"Sir Lang," Min Youhong said with a smile as there was no one else in the room, "I think you won't be able to go back today."

"What's going on?"

"Don't you see Wan Xiang's expression? I've already handed you the message, but I'll leave you here to 'borrow the wet bed'," Min Youhong said with a meaningful expression.

"Which sentence?" Lang Shilong knew that he was charming and unrestrained, but when a woman fell in love with her at first sight, it seemed to him that there was something different about showing off.

"'It's still early to leave,' doesn't it mean you don't have to leave?"

After thinking about it, Lang Shilong was a little hesitant.

"I think it's better for me to leave earlier," Min Youhong planned for him. "Fortunately, when I came out of the Yamen, I just said that I would accompany you to see a friend I haven't seen for many years. I will tell them later that your My friend will let you stay here, and you won't go back until tomorrow." The people mentioned in Min Youhong's words here are naturally Lang Shilong's close followers.

"They are all tight-lipped people. It doesn't matter, but it's more appropriate to say it this way." Lang Shilong was very happy and nodded repeatedly: "That's it. I have a friend in Baishui City, whose surname is Peng," he just said When it was over, the third aunt had brought the little maid in with a tray. While laying out the table, she asked the distinguished guest what kind of wine he wanted to drink. She was humble and the kitchen was simple and there was no delicious food to entertain the guests, so she entertained the guests in all aspects.

Four exquisite dishes of cold meat were put on the table, and the wine was hot, but one of the main people was missing. Min Youhong asked: "Where is the Wan Xiang?"

"Here we come," he agreed outside. Then he saw Wan Xiang coming in carrying a small pot of red date, lily, and lotus seed soup. He said it was cooked by himself, but he didn't know whether it was true or not. Anyway, it tasted particularly sweet when it was eaten in Lang Shilong's mouth.

After eating snacks and then drinking, Wan Xiang kept pouring wine and serving dishes for them. Otherwise, he turned sideways and stretched out his hand for Lang Shilong to hold, and listened quietly to Min Youhong's words. Seeing this, Min Youhong felt that there was no need to sit down anymore and find a place to sit down. When the time was right, he said he would go back to the Yamen, and agreed to pick up Lang Shilong in person tomorrow morning, and then left.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I thought about it. Instead of going back to the Yamen, I went straight to the backyard of Mei's house, dismissed the three aunts and others, and finally closed the door tightly and brought two policemen dressed in plain clothes with me. Then he retreated outside.

At this time, except for the Wanxiang room in the Meijia Lane, which was illuminated by red candles, the entire house was quiet and there was no one.

Naturally, these are not things that Lang Shilong could know. At this time, Lang Shilong was deeply trapped in the gentle nest carefully arranged by Min Youhong. He did not know life or death, but only knew happiness.

Lang Shilong kissed Wanxiang's hand in his hand and said: "It's just you and me here. Can you let me see the girl's true face, this mask..."

"A mask is like a hijab. If you want to take it off, you can, but you have to explain it anyway." Wanxiang's voice was very soft and delicate, containing the shyness of a young girl, but also the tenderness of a mature woman.

Lang Shilong found it interesting, so he raised a glass of flower wine and said: "This wine is a cup of wine and a heart-to-heart friendship. This...can't it be considered an explanation?"

Wanxiang didn't say anything, just took her hand out of Lang Shilong's hand, picked up a glass of wine, and slowly leaned closer to Lang Shilong. The two of them intertwined their arms, looked at each other, and slowly handed over the wine glass. When it came to their respective lips, the body fragrance of Wanxiang accompanied by the mellow aroma of wine made Lang Shilong not drunk.

After drinking and exchanging glasses of wine, the two of them slowly put down their glasses. Lang Shilong raised his hand and slowly took off the thin mask on Wanxiang's face with a kind of tenderness.

The true appearance inside was revealed, and Lang Shilong couldn't help but be shocked. This Wan Xiang was not the Chu Ying who was bathing and changing clothes with him.

"You..." Lang Shilong looked at the beautiful girl in front of him and smiled unexpectedly: "Why is it you?"

"Why can't it be the slave's family? Could it be that you don't like the incense?" Chu Ying saw that Lang Shilong didn't speak, then she slowly stood up and left the table and walked towards the back of the room.

Lang Shilong quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Just kidding, how can a wonderful person as beautiful as a fairy like a girl not make people's hearts flutter?"

After hearing this, Chu Ying went back to get the wine pot and glass, and went inside without making a sound. She walked three or four steps and looked back at Lang Shilong with a smile.

Don't say anything else, just this one look, but Lang Shilong's seriousness suddenly shattered to the ground, and all his souls were sucked away. The greedy Lang Shilong swallowed tightly, Lang Shilong knew that this little goblin At this moment, he no longer acted pretentiously, and followed Chu Ying's steps lightly to the edge of the bed.
Chapter completed!