Nightfall

The manager who was called Huashao listened to this shouting. He couldn’t help but think of Tianqi’s 13-year-old boy who often appeared in Red Sleeves. He looked at the sound and looked at the voice of the Young Master. The eyebrows of the man found that it was the wicked thing that the girl called the girl did not give money. The body suddenly became stiff and the expression on her face became extremely ugly. In my heart, I thought that since we have long time no see, then Why should I see you today?

For the people in the service industry, their thoughts and behaviors can never be synchronized. The Chinese management keeps greeting Ning Que’s parents and grandparents, and the ugly expression on his face has quickly turned into a few bright flowers. There was no hesitation in shouting, and a few wine tables were smiling at the other side, then turned and put the right hand open to the lips, moving toward the quiet light and shouting upstairs and shouting loudly: “Upstairs floor The girls underneath! Ning Que Ning Young Master is coming!”

This voice shouted, how many people in the hall, who were posing as shy, calm, or pretending to be proud of the students, collectively sent their eyes to the table of Ning Que, and Situ Yilan opened his mouth with a teacup. The look of Jin Wucai can no longer remain supple, and I wonder how this is the number of receptions? How do you see this feeling? Red Sleeves is actually no one knows Ning Que? The students were surprised to look forward to curiosity and some could not believe that raise one’s head looked upstairs, and thought that as the Chinese management screamed, how many girls would come out and swear at him.

The silk sings on the terrace of the building did not know when it stopped. The building was quiet. No beautiful woman couldn’t wait to see Ning Que. No girl laughed at him, even the prostitutes who looked at the lady. There is no one. The students who were looking forward to the audience were slightly disappointed. Some people felt a little balanced. When Situ Yilan was a little boring, suddenly there was a densely packed footstep behind the building.

Just like a big bead falling into a jade plate, it is like a heavy rain and a rainy day playing in the Spring Wind Pavilion. The footsteps, the swaying of the beads, the singing voice of the songs, the six or seven girls in the backyard of the building do not know them. The close-knit niece squirmed out, flowing in the hall, then came to Ning Que, or screamed why it didn’t come for a few days, or tenderly cared for why these days didn’t come, or whether the embarrassing doubts were met. So don’t come, in short, it’s a lot of fun.

It was raging, and in the quietest top floor, a little female child suddenly found a cute double-eyed head. It was Jian Dajia’s close-knit niece, Xiao Cao. She saw her dark eyes and ink, and did not see herself. The person who wants to see, is not pleased: “Ning Que, why didn’t Sang Sang come? You closed her to The Shop!”

That night Red Sleeves was boring and boring because of the boring and boring girls who were preparing to enter the palace to practice singing and dancing. They rushed Ning Que into the building in a way that ridiculed a teenager’s fragile sensibility. After that night, things began to undergo some subtle changes, no matter what. It’s Shui Zhu’er Lu Xue, the top card, or the ordinary girl. The attitude of Ning Que is extremely warm and friendly. There are three reasons for this:

First, Ning Que has a clean and pleasing face. It is a rare young boy in the brothel. He speaks decently and respectfully respects the girl. The two sides don’t have that relationship. They get along easily and happily. Already very familiar. The second is that Shui Zhu’er is very pampered by this purely private factor, and the girls naturally give more face.

The most important reason is naturally because Jian Dajia has expressed some concern about this boy. This concern is not obvious, but it is too rare for Jian Dajia who has always been disgusted with men’s color. Shui Zhu’er Lu Xue doesn’t matter, but for the rest of the girls, if you can please Jian Dajia’s favor, let alone be intimate with Ning Que, even if you use the girl’s flesh to give a few nights and count it. what?

However, Academy’s classmates don’t know these reasons, and they don’t know how many times Ning Que went in and out of Red Sleeves this spring. They looked at Yan Yanyan at the wine table and listened to those sweet words. Already stupid.

Situ Yilan finally slowly lowered the cup and closed her mouth, but looking at the Lu Xue girl who had never been asked twice, she was sitting softly at Ning Que’s side, and couldn’t help but look forward to it. Jin Wucai, who is dressed as a man, is shocked and sighed: “Chu Youxian is not lying, Ning Que can really slap Red Sleeves, this guy…faces my cousins ​​who professed out of the ordinary It can be mostly.”

Just while speaking, Ning Que and the girls ended their long time, and they said goodbye, then the right hand slightly lifted the hand of Lu Xue and walked over to the table of Situ Yilan, said with a smile: “Miss Situ Lu Xue girl, I brought it to you, you have to pity her hard work, and let her go back to rest earlier.”

Situ Yilan stood up and said with anger: “We talked to the daughter and asked you to take care of this.” After saying this, she turned and bowed to Lu Xue, and said very seriously: “Lu Xue elder sister I’ve been hoping to see you in the middle of the third round of the way to ask you for a dance. I’m lucky to meet you today, and I hope you will be enlightened.”

Lu Xue is slightly frowning, she is really tired, just knowing more clearly in front of these Chang An noble noblewoman, if you want to put out a famous behavior, it is not a good choice.

Jin Wucai also stood up, the right hand folding fan gently tapped in the left hand tiger’s mouth, smiled and said: “Lu Xue girl, my singer elder sister wants to learn this three-swing in the middle of the road, because General Yun Hui is 60 years old at the end of the year, thinking With this dance as a gift, it is not necessarily that you must learn today, just hope that you can leave some time for her.”

“originally is this way.” Lu Xue lightly smiled, said: “Then I jumped a little bit tonight, and if you have a request from Miss Situ, you only need to know the time in advance, whether you are coming or not. It’s very convenient.”

…………Hu dance has nothing to do with the grassland barbarian, but from the Moon Country. It is said that the root of the dance is the dance of the Moon Forest in the Moon Country. It is famous for its rhythm, especially the upper half of the dancer’s body. The flower is static, and the lower part is trembled violently. The waist and abdomen thighs will sing and form a very contrasting aesthetic.

This kind of dance is very difficult. It is relatively easy to achieve three kicks in the down road. It is extremely difficult to complete the three-kick of the middle road or even the three kicks on the road but still maintain the dignified stillness of the upper body. The best Hu Wu Ji in the whole world is in Chang An City of Great Tang, just in the Red Sleeves, also Lu Xue.

In the snoring, there is a hidden whistle, and the light in the quiet hall is dim. When the curtain is on, Lu Xue, who is wearing a belly dance gown, is stunned, his eyes are gentle and drooping. Even in the white chest, neither the fingertips nor the eyelashes trembled, but her bare snow-like feet danced slowly with the music, especially as the urges became more and more urgent. The frequency of the two-legged light stepping on the stage is getting faster and faster. The thighs and buttocks tightly wrapped in the gauze dance gowns tremble like lightning, and the exposed belly is swaying with subtle beauty lines… It sounded like a sky, and then the hall was restored to the warmth of noisy. Situ Yilan took a glass of wine to Lu Xue girl very seriously. Everyone said a few words at random, and there was already tired Lu Xue. The girl gently apologized and went back to her yard to rest.

The beauty of Hu Xuan is the best wine, and tonight Red Sleeves is a young student who is in the middle of the youthful youth. The wine is getting off quickly, and the elegant wine is mixed with the sound of the book. The buzzing sound of the game, the church is not lively and cheerful.

Tonight, Ning Que was launched by Chu Youxian and Qinglou, and it has become a great part of the wine market. Whether it is cooked or unfamiliar in normal, the students at the same time are holding on to each other for various reasons. Uncertainly, I was persuaded to persuade. At the beginning, everyone would also make some wine orders to make some wine punches. When I found out that Ning Que was really a genius for making wine and punching, it was actually after more than ten games. Suddenly became a wine.

Ning Que is very happy to drink alcohol, and it is more like the flavor of wine. These years, following Sang Sang, it is basically that the wine has not been broken. Unfortunately, or sadly, the amount of alcohol he has drunk for so many years is not growing at all. Basically, It is still the kind that looks at the wine cellar after drinking alcohol and drinking alcohol because it is too drunk and basically has no chance of chaos.

By this many classmates, I rushed to persuade, and five or six glasses of wine urged the urgency. The original seven-point wine suddenly jumped to twelve points. He forced his eyes and tried to pretend that he was still awake to scare off. The enemy, but there are already some unspeakable languages ​​that have exposed their weak temper. So he wants to look at the moon to pretend to be alone and hide the wine and find that there is still no moon in the night sky. He wants to lean into the lake and sip the poems to imitate the despair but find that he can’t walk to the side of the bar and can’t remember anything. A poem.

Whether it is past life or this life.

I don’t know when his wine table was moved to the back of the building. It was just close to the small pool of wet bamboo, but he had already been on the edge of the table and had forgotten what he had planned to do.

The environment on the side of the bar is much quieter than the one in the hall. Situ Yilan is sitting next to him, his right ankle on the bar, his eyes narrowing and staring at the stars, the right hand carrying a small pot of clear jade building snow resting outside the bar. Gently shake. Obviously the noblewoman is much better than Ning Que. The gloss in the eyelids is very bright. She suddenly asks:

“Ning Que, how did you and the Princess elder sister know?”

Ning Que looked up and rubbed his eyebrows, then raised his chopsticks and kept looking for the head of the vinegar. He replied casually: “I know on the road.”

“How do you know on the road?” Situ Yilan turned his head and stared at him with interest.

Ning Que put a chopstick into the shortbread and sullenly screamed at the forehead: “The road was picked up, so I got to know.”

Situ Yilan helplessly said: “I think you probably remembered something wrong. Your Highness Princess is impossible to pick you up on the roadside.”

Ning Que with a wine said with a smile: “I remember correctly, I picked up the baby on the side of the road, it can’t be an idiot, I met with Princess. Where are you? Know that I am a soldier of Wei City…”

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(To be continued)