She smiled slightly, her face was as beautiful as the moon, and she said after a while: "I don't know what you have agreed with me here."
Taohuashu nodded in his heart, this girl does have a brain, but just for her, "Tell me a sad thing, if it can move me, then I will tell you a story, and you can answer another question for me.
If you answer If I am satisfied, I will give my body to you, whatever you want, but if you can't impress me, then just stay here like them."
A small box suddenly appeared in front of Feng Fuyao.
"This box will change according to your story.
Don't worry, I won't lie."
"Let me do it."
Ji Ciyan looked at the peach blossom tree, the deep sea rolling in her eyes.
The peach blossom tree actually trembled under his gaze, and more and more petals fell off.
Shaking his head lightly, Feng Fuyao said no need, patted the small box, and Feng Fuyao jumped up and sat on it.
She smiled at him and reassured him that she knew a lot about this story.
There were not many sad stories in China for five thousand years.
However, she really wasn't going to tell them today because there was a ready-made story.
Yes, no need to be too sad.
Seeing her confident look, Ji Ciyan also laughed.
Yes, what are you afraid of?
In the worst case, I'll fight her.
Anyway, as long as he's here, he won't let anything happen to her.
Seeing that they were still refusing to speak, Taohuashu urged: "Let's start talking."
In the space of the starry sky, Feng Fuyao is sitting on a small floating box, her clothes are in the air, her posture is casual, her gauze hat has long disappeared, her long hair is loose, flaxen against black clothes, it is an indescribable charming gesture.
She was telling the story of none other than Aunt Chan and the old monster.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice sounded pleasant: "Twenty years ago" twenty years ago The martial arts family's status in the world is almost unmatched by anyone, but the most famous family is Kunchan, the youngest daughter of the head of the family.
There have been rumors in the market that this woman is beautiful, with peerless grace and superb martial arts skills.
She has already been designated as the next leader of the clan, but unfortunately, no one can see her.
There was another person who was equal to her that year, Xiao Jiao Chan from Fuchun Tower.
People at first said that this geisha became famous because of her fate of having the same name as Kun Chan.
In fact, it was not the case.
It turned out that it was only later that I found out that the woman was unparalleled in beauty, her dancing posture was charming, she could walk on water, and rise with the wind.
She did not care about fame or seek profit.
She was a very unusual type among the women in brothels.
"Cicada," the well-dressed and charming old madam opened the door and came in before even entering the door.
Alizarin blue clouds and thousands of water groups, dark hair hanging down her waist, skin like gelatin, looking at the pearls, Kun Chan compared the jewelry on the table, "Mom, what can I do?"
The madam smiled flatteringly when she saw that she was really good-looking, that figure, that talent, which was her money-spinner.
She gently nestled on Kun Chan's willow shoulder, for fear that she would be crushed if she exerted too much force, "Chan'er, See how your mother treats you.
Do you still need anything after staying here?"
Kunchan smiled, and the pear vortex suddenly appeared, which made the madam feel a little unbalanced in her heart, but she then thought again, this is her person, why is she jealous?
Picking up the plain white Pear Blossom Chan on the table, Kunchan took her hand away and stood up, "I don't lack anything, mom, don't worry."
Seeing her neither humble nor arrogant character, the madam lost her voice for a while.
She was famous for her oil and salt.
If you don’t enter, you won’t eat soft or hard food.
Following her footsteps, the madam smiled.
How could she open her mouth like this?
As soon as she saw her, she felt a little scared.
Although it was ridiculous, it was also true, "Cicada, my mother has something to ask for.
Look."
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When she got a glass of water, Kun Chan looked at her and grinned, "What on earth is going on, mom, so hesitant?"
The place where she lives is a room that is better than that of a lady in her boudoir, and the tea she drinks is better than that of a minister in the court.
The madam was speechless when she laughed at her, but for the sake of money, she still had the courage to speak, "Haha, Chan'er, it's the first dance competition among brothels next month, you see. you" The Madam's words were so easy to understand.
Kun Chan put down his cup and said, "Okay."
After being stunned for a moment, the madam really didn't expect that she would agree so easily.
After saying three good words, the madam left the house on the pretext of not disturbing her and excitedly prepared for the contest.
Seeing her leaving the house, Kun Chan gently raised her eyebrows and lay on the window coffin, admiring the faint moonlight.
The moon was missing a corner and was hidden in the clouds.
She felt very frustrated when she saw it.
"Hey" she has liked dancing and singing since she was a child, but her father has always been unwilling to do so.
The family even regards this as a taboo and thinks she is embarrassed and will never take a good look at her.
Lanterns and colorful flags, fireworks for ten miles.
All kinds of beautiful women are dressed up in swaggering fashion, with their breasts half exposed.
Kunchan sat quietly aside while several maids put makeup on her.
The feather-blue Xiaying shirt was made for her by Hua Niang, the madam who spent her own money to make it for her.
The little maid was tossing about, and secretly glanced at her a few times, secretly thinking that the leader this time must belong to their building.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Time makes us grow old.
Today, I am also here to participate in this collection competition.
I heard that these protagonists are not good enough to collect, and some of the supporting characters are not as good as them.
Let me tell you a little tidbit.
I heard that I was asking for collections a few days ago.
I really didn’t expect that the first place was actually two little Yin spirits.
I didn’t see those two appearing more frequently.
Today, my flower girl also came to sign up, even the words for the competition were prepared: Uh-huh, who is it?
If you haven’t collected it yet, then just accept it.
There are many people in this book, there are also many ghosts, there is a lot of love, and there are many touches. , everyone collects it Cheng said and clapped his hands: Okay, well said.
Hua Niang swung her sleeves, pinched her voice and said: I said Xiao Cheng said Cheng said: Hua Niang.
Hua Niang: Seeing as I worked so hard today, will there be another scene for me tomorrow?
Cheng said, patting his chest: Of course.
Just for the sake of being so obedient, everyone, please collect more, okay, okay, okay, everyone: