Nine Thoughts

Ling Wuqi felt that he was probably cursed, but every time he wanted to do something with An Xiaole, someone would come out and interrupt him.

What's even more depressing is that since he got to know An Le, the time spent on the beams or the roof is almost worth the time in the house.

I don't know why a generation of heroes has now become a "gentleman on the beam", which is a tragedy in the world.

An Le in the room once again sat obediently in front of the mirror and let the maid Xiaojuan paint him with makeup. After a while, his clean and handsome face was painted with makeup again.

"Put more rouge on."

The madam pointed at the side, "Paint it red, it's festive."

An Le said: "Mom, didn't you say that I will only serve Master Wang during this time?"

"What? You're my mother and I'm my mother? Are you wronged by letting you pick up a guest?" The madam said angrily, and after she finished speaking, she thought of coaxing the money tree, so she immediately put on a flattering smile, "Ouch, How could Mom hurt you? It’s said that it’s to meet guests, not to pick them up, let them see our Xiaole’s beauty, want to eat but can’t eat, and be greedy every day, that’s interesting.”

Ling Wuqi took a peek at Anle's "celestial beauty" through the gaps in the roof tiles, feeling a little toothache.

In the middle of the night, most people are already sound asleep, and the streets are even quieter, but this Yihong Building is very lively.

Most of the prostitutes who came to have fun were full of wine and food at this time, some of them took the girl they liked back to the house, and some of them got drunk, and at this time they were drunk and noisy in the hall. , I don’t know who started it, saying that he wanted to see what kind of stunning beauty the young man Wang Tongji, the richest man, was looking for, and then grabbed An Le again.

"It's strange to say that Mr. Wang has never liked male sex."

One of them drunkenly asked his companion, "Could it be that there is some adventure on this trip?"

"Hey, it must be that men are popular in the capital now."

Another said, "You know that old Wang, he is most in fashion."

"It makes sense."

Another person said, "So, should we catch up with the fashion and hire a babysitter for fun?" There was a lot of discussion on one side, and on the other side, Anle was dressed up and appeared on the stage in full bloom.

He stood in the middle of the high platform with his head held high and his chest held high, and he said in a dignified manner, "Guests, please eat and drink!" Hearing this, everyone frantically crowded towards the platform, waiting to see Knowing his appearance, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I said Mama Wu, you have a lot of tricks."

A customer scolded with a smile, "With his face painted like this, who can see his true face? Are you singing an opera?"

"Oh, Mr. Hou, Mr. Wang Tongji really likes our Xiaole's outfit."

The bustard laughed, "The real face? Isn't that the most beautiful in the world? It's not just a few taels of silver to see."

The young master surnamed Hou became excited when he heard it: "Let me give you a price."

The madam beamed with joy, and she pointed her fingers together: "50 taels."

"You..." Mr. Hou choked, and said angrily, "50 taels for a look? You are stealing money!" The guests present booed for a while.

"Young masters, if you don't bring enough money today, come back tomorrow."

The bustard proudly said, "Xiaojuan, take Xiaole back to her room to rest."

"I have to watch it today!" Mr. Hou threw himself onto the stage as he said that, but he was unsteady after drinking too much wine. He didn't even touch it, but he actually kissed the floor, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

"Mr. Hou, did you hurt from the fall?" A girl in purple clothes stepped forward to help him up, but who knew that this young master surnamed Hou felt ashamed, and turned his anger on her and beat him hard. She kicked her waist, kicking him a few feet away abruptly: "None of your business! Get out!" The kick was so hard that the girls next to her saw it, but they didn't dare to help her. The two stared at each other with eyes like copper bells, not knowing what to do.

The purple-clothed girl's tears rolled in her eyes twice, and she finally swallowed them. She stood up with difficulty, still smiling and welcoming: "My lord, don't be angry, it's all Zilan's fault. Come on, Zilan punishes herself with a cup." .”

Seeing that there were steps to go down, Mr. Hou snorted coldly, and sat back in the banquet angrily, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, everyone dispersed, exchanging glasses and drinking wine, which was very enjoyable.

An Le saw everything in his eyes, and almost couldn't help but want to stand up for the woman named Zi Lan, but Xiao Juan grabbed her sleeves: "Brother Xiao Le, don't cause trouble."

The skinny little girl said mysteriously, "Take care of yourself, mom didn't say anything.

Don't worry, she won't die. "

An Le's fists clenched and tightened, he wanted to say that Miss Zilan was seriously injured and had to see a doctor, let alone drink and greet guests, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do at this time, there was nothing he could do.

An Le gritted her teeth and turned around, hurried back to her room, fastened the door, then sat in front of the mirror, staring blankly at her unrecognizable self in the mirror, and murmured after a long time: "Brother Ling, Even if she is not a girl from a good family, does she deserve to suffer like this?"

"I'm afraid this is not the worst."

Ling Wuqi did not know when he was standing behind him, and lightly put his hand on his shoulder, "Everyone is suffering, and everyone lives in peace."

"Do your best to listen to the destiny."

An Le said, "Since I'm here, I will definitely save them from fire and water."

Ling Wuqi slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay, but it's up to the police to dispatch."