Nightfall

“Is Wei City far away?”

“It’s very close to the plane.”

“Where is Kaiping?”

“Close to Wei City.”

“Well, I know there is a frontier, but before you go to the side, Ning Que, where are you?”

“In the mountains.”

“Which mountain?”

“Mount Min.”

“Mount Min is big?”

“nonsense.”

“So before Mount Min?”

“…”

“Before?”

“Well… at that time, I was young, I don’t remember much, I only know that I am an orphan.”

…………The bartender dialogue was carried out here, because Ning Que’s unclear mouthpieces and the state of mind confusion with the stocks are finally unable to continue deeper, Situ Yilan picks up the wet wipes. I wiped my forehead and hated the teenager who was drunk at the table. I thought about what it was called.

Just at this time, Shui Zhu’er, who had temporarily left the middle of the journey, diluted the time. She looked at Ning Que with a brow and couldn’t help but shook her head and lifted him up. Right hand Pick up a wet towel and put it on him, then smile and look at Situ Yilan’s voice and say: “Miss Situ, he can’t drink.”

Situ Yilan hadn’t had time to sneer at it. Ning Que, lying in the arms of Shui Zhu’er, woke up. His mind was confused, and his face was faintly attached to a slightly cold and plump place. Subconsciously, or instinctively, clinging to one’s waist with both hands, and forcefully put the face closer, and stunned.

Shui Zhu’er’s busty mind is somewhat distorted by the teenager’s sinful taste. The little face full of delicate and pretty jasper tastes a few rare feminine and shameful, with a hint of redness.

Situ Yilan glared at Ning Que and squinted half-shouldered in Shui Zhu’er’s arms, glaring at his thief’s hand and learning that he had reached into the girl’s sleeve, and then headed for somewhere, and couldn’t help but angry one’s head. Hold your forehead and cover your eyes. After all, she is the noblewoman at Chang An Yun Hui General’s Residence. The so-called brothel fun is just a matter of being elegant. Where have you seen someone actually dare to play in front of you?

Of course, she knows that Ning Que is being filled by herself at this time. The drunk is about to be unconscious. I am afraid that even if I hold the waist or the new willow, I can’t separate the chest or the big girl. The girl who came out of the house – even if she was known as a girl who was famous in Chang An City for her boldness and enthusiasm – was really unbearable in front of her eyes. Under the horror, she stood up and pulled Ning Que up and continued to drink.

Ning Que faintly felt that someone wanted to continue to drink his own wine, where to be willing, and holding Shui Zhu’er’s waist and refused to let go, the palms slid down the squatting into the girl’s soft and abdomen belly, mouth I don’t stop this, it’s better than drinking, I don’t drink any more nonsense.

Shui Zhu’er was smirked by his touch, hurriedly raised his sleeves and covered his lips, 嗔said with a smile: “You can give silver coins again.”

Ning Que whispered in her arms and replied in confusion: “Your younger brother, I am also a man with two thousand two silver coins. I still have this silver coin. The monk touched it, I can’t touch it. What about Spring Festival?”

Shui Zhu’er was a little annoyed at this, but listening to the monk was full of fog, raising one’s head turned to Situ Yilan for a look, Situ Yilan spread his hands and said with anger: “Where do I know this? What is nonsense?”

Then her fingers pressed hard, grabbed Ning Que and forced him to improve a few points. He leaned in front of his face and said: “Don’t drink too much, don’t you wait for you at home?”

I don’t know if it was blown by the night wind on the side of the bar, or was shaken by Situ Yilan, or some of the words in this sentence touched the sensitive soul of Ning Que’s mind. I saw his body suddenly stiff. After waking up, I looked at the night scene outside the bar with a godless look and said: “Yes, there are people waiting at home.”

Situ Yilan and Shui Zhu’er girls look at each other and relax. Ning Que’s previous words about the two thousand two silver coins are not the focus of their care. They are happy that they have never been with them. The young Master, who is rich and poor, is crazy.

However, to the surprise of the two, Ning Que staggered and stood up, broke away from Situ Yilan’s hand, and gently avoided Shui Zhu’er who wanted to help him. He walked into the building at the account. Grab the brush and tear off the sheet of paper. Yushan leaned on the side of the table, drunk and blurred the number of cursive scripts, and then said, “Take me back to the 40 Seven Lanes.”

Shui Zhu’er took a trip and saw the words on the book paper with extremely scribbled papers. The frame of the words was twisted and slanted, and the silk was sloppy. If not carefully identified, it would be I can’t see what I wrote – “Sang Sang Young Master, I won’t come back to sleep after I got drunk today. You remember to put the pot on the pot.

…………Ning Que is a very calm and self-contained guy with a gentle appearance. It is very clear that he has a very poor amount of alcohol. Therefore, in addition to drinking from Sang Sang in normally, there is very little drinking overrun and the situation is out of control. Differently, he is really happy today, and his interest is so high that he has no loss of alcohol and happiness.

The joy from the deepest part of the heart has nothing to do with the lingering night of the brothel. It’s no problem with the Academy’s peer-to-shoulder swaying, just because he saw the thin paper on the Old Book Library. In the warm sunshine of the afternoon, he vaguely saw the direction of the door of the wonderful World. In desperation, he struggled for more than ten years and finally saw a glimmer of hope. What else is there on this World? What’s the matter, and what time is more suitable for drunkenness than this?

Shui Zhu’er saw his cute and intoxicating appearance, couldn’t help but smile, and supported his left arm and shook his head and said, “Don’t drink, I will let the car and horses send you home.”

Ning Que gently held her hand, and her palm was full of damp sweat stains. Only then did she know that the words of drunkenness were very reasonable. She squinted at her own nervousness, and said calmly: “Not tonight.” ”

“It’s not good for you to have a party at the window.” Shui Zhu’er smiled teased: “Where is the wind?”

Ning Que said by the spirit of alcohol: “I am the little soldier who is stuffed with the other side. Where do you know what the elegance is, good elder sister, how can I let me go tonight?”

“Don’t swear by the madness, wake up and regret it.” Shui Zhu’er ridiculed with a smile: “If you are normally awake, don’t say a hand, what can you do with the three?”

Ning Que sneered in tears and said with a smile: “That can’t be done, that’s three customs.”

“I can’t listen to these nonsense.” Situ Yilan frowned, slamming his forehead to suppress the tumble of the lower abdomen, saying: “Ning Que, you want to hurry, can you pick individual days?”

Ning Que barely stood up straight, and said, “Sister Situ, this is the place you pick. If you change to another day, I really have no courage to accompany a girl to visit the brothel.”

Situ Yilan was speechless for a moment, hating him with both eyes, I thought you still know that I was accompanying a girl to visit the brothel? Then everyone listens to the little songs and sees the dance of Hu. It’s not good to talk about art life. Why do you have to do this?

Fortunately, she did not say this, or she would have provoked another Ning Que. The difference between a young woman and a normal young woman is only a difference between the order of development of things.

Shui Zhu’er girl smiled and looked at Ning Que. She said with sympathy: “Ning Que, you seem to have forgotten one thing. Jian Dajia made a speech on the same day and no one is allowed to entertain you. Where can you go?”

Shui Zhu’er belly barely fell, seeing a little arrogant and indifferent little niece holding a bowl of sage hangover soup in front of everyone, the Jian Dajia’s close-knit niece Xiao Cao girl staring coldly at Ning Que Eyes, said: “Jian Dajia is not allowed to let him drink, then Ning Que, you drank this bowl of sobering soup, immediately went to take a bath to remove the smell of the body, go upstairs with me, have a conversation with Jian Dajia I want to ask you.”

In this novel, a sentence is often used to describe the style of masters and masters. That is: when the time is late, the bones are barely fell, and they only see…the prostitute Xiao Cao’s appearance is very high. The style, she said is also very masterful, a word out, those Academy students who are eager to try are persuaded by the girls around them, Ning Que himself is dejected to let go of the hand grabbing the jug, full of furniture Quiet.

During the time when Ning Que was going to hang up and wash, the students at the Academy in the building would naturally have to talk about what happened before, especially those who know the identity of Jian Dajia, but they couldn’t help but talk to their classmates. Some secrets in the court, a paragraph of Great Tang in the Great Tang, so everyone was more curious about the previous scene.

The side of the bar was still quiet. Situ Yilan and Jin Wucai whispered a few words and then walked over again, standing not far from the Shui Zhu’er girl, curiously watching the figure of the capital city, and asked softly. Road: “Even if Ning Que is lucky enough to enter Jian Dajia’s eyes, but whether you are still Lu Xue, you don’t need to deliberately ask him to do something about your current status, so I am curious why.”

“Ning Que was initially tricked into the building. It was an interesting thing. When the night, Jian Dajia said that the girls in the building were not allowed to entertain him. The other brothels in Chang An City still had that’s all, but the girl of our house is sure. No one dares to violate the meaning of Jian Dajia, but he still comes to us often. What does this mean?”

Shui Zhu’er girl’s eyes waved and smiled softly: “This shows that the young Lang came to chat with our girls just for chatting, and we, people, actually want to chat with people.”

Situ Yilan is holding his jaw and thinking about it by the side of the bar.

Shui Zhu’er smiles and continues: “We like to chat with him because all the chats in our normally can’t be purely chattering. I always want to tease those who are happy, and Huangmen is happy. Ning Que likes to chat with us because he has pressure in his bones to relax with chat. Now it seems that only in our place, chatting with our girl can really make him relax.”

Situ Yilan raised her eyebrows and her eyes were full of girlish curiosity: “What pressure can he have?”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with Ning Que’s life, but I know there are definitely problems.” Shui Zhu’er gradually smiled and said with pity: “Ning Que in your eyes is a calm and simple boy, only we read The poor man who is in the dust can see the pity hidden in his body.”

Finally, the Chang An red card girl whispered: “In addition, I am also an orphan without a father or mother.”

(To be continued)