sick man

The reason why the South Building is called Nanlou is not because it is built facing south, but because it takes the homonym of "Nan" from "Nan".The South Tower and the Yu Pavilion are separated from each other, and it is another well-known gold selling cave in the city of Zhuoyang.However, different from Yuge, Nanlou domesticates all young men, and the business is naturally the business of good men.

When Song Anwen heard that Linglong was going to the South Tower, he was so frightened that he stuttered.

"Cousin, cousin... You, you are joking, right?"

Ling Long shook his head and smiled, stood up and flicked his sleeves, calmly went downstairs.

Song Anwen had no choice but to chase after him, holding him back and persuading him,

"Cousin, can't we go to Yuge to have fun? It's so interesting to ask the two girls to sing a little song and drink a little wine! Why do you have to go to the South Tower? Besides, the South Tower... Cousin is not very familiar with it. of……"

Song Anwen didn't lie, when he first entered the Fengfeng/Yue place, he did go to the South Tower a few times out of curiosity, and met some tender and lovely teenagers, but he still prefers nephrite jade and gentle fragrance, so he also I won't go.If he really took Ling Long there now, he would only know the way.

"Zhuangzili collected a batch of jade with excellent quality this year. I remember that my cousin seems to like it very much."

Ling Long casually said something, Song Anwen's ears twitched, he pulled him around a corner, and smiled flatteringly,

"Cousin, come, come! If you want to go to the south building, you have to go this way, this is the shortest way. Cousin guarantees that you will have a good time today, but that Yu..."

"As long as my cousin likes it, I can take all of them."

Song Anwen was so excited that his eyes lit up. The jades that could enter Lingyun Mountain Villa were all the best of the best. He would be overjoyed to get a piece, let alone take all of them?

Anyway, Ling Long was determined to go to the South Tower, and he couldn't persuade him, so he might as well be a favor, maybe he would get tired of it once he tried it?

Song Anwen comforted himself in this way, and dragged Ling Long through the streets and alleys for a long distance, and finally stopped at the entrance of a dark alley.

"arrive."

He let go of his hand and pointed to the end of the dark alley.Ling Long looked around with his fingers, and he saw a tall building that did not match the dilapidated houses around him. A rough count, it looked like six or seven floors. There were bells hanging on the balcony of each floor, and there was a slight wind. However, it will be lonely and noisy, which is not interesting.

It's just that there is not even a plaque in front of this luxurious building.

"Tsk, you don't know that, do you?" Song Anwen said with no surprise, "You are a young girl, but you are not even as good as a girl in Yuge, how can you put it on the table blatantly? Can you build such a large building?" , the boss of the South Tower is capable. Besides, if you want to come out to play, are you afraid that you won’t be able to find a place?"

After Song Anwen finished speaking, he deliberately winked at Ling Long.Only then did Ling Long blush belatedly, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he had to twist Song Anwen to bring him here.But when he got to the door, he was a little scared.

Seeing his blushing, Song Anwen thought he was itching, and hurriedly dragged him in. Ling Long didn't realize it for a while, and when he stepped on the threshold, someone had already greeted him.

"Hey! Rare guest, rare guest! What kind of wind brought Mr. Song here today? This handsome little brother is strange to me, but this is his first time here?"

The visitor was dressed in colorful clothes, with festive makeup. There were two patches of bright red rouge on his long round face, eyeliner flying from the corners of some wrinkled eyes, but he sounded like a real man.Ling Long was put on his arm, with a displeased look on his face.

Song Anwen hurriedly took off the man's hand, and replied with a smile,

"This is my cousin. He was surprised to hear about the Nanlou, so he came here to take a look. You have to let us choose two good ones."

The man responded repeatedly, his eyes darting around Ling Long's body for a while, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to grab his chest, and then he hid his face and walked away with a giggle.

"anthomaniac!"

Song Anwen cursed in a low voice, and followed him upstairs with Ling Long.

The man chose a room close to the lobby for Song Anwen and the others, and smiled mysteriously at Ling Long. When the two of them sat down, he raised his hands and clapped a few times, and a dozen teenagers filed in. They lined up in front of Linglong, each of them was wearing the same gauze dress, with a blood-red belt hanging down, and a soft and charming smile on their slightly buried faces.

Ling Long couldn't help frowning, Song Anwen hurriedly asked,

"But you're not satisfied?"

Ling Long didn't answer, just looked at it for a while, pointed at one of the teenagers casually, and said,

"Just him."

The boy raised his head when he heard the sound, first surprised, then overjoyed, he walked up to Ling Long with his slender waist swinging, and sat down on his shoulders.

Song Anwen also randomly chose one, and the rest of the teenagers retreated obediently, and the people who greeted them also went down.Song Anwen put his arms around the young man beside him, and said with a smile,

"Little thing, don't hurry up and tell me, what's your name?"

The boy blinked his moist and innocent eyes like a deer, and whispered softly next to his ear,

"Master Hui, the younger one is called Mo Yun."

Song Anwen repeatedly said the good name, then pointed to the young man beside Linglong and asked,

"What's your name again?"

That young man was younger than Mo Yun, only fourteen or five years old, but he was more courageous than him, so he replied bluntly,

"Little ink rain."

"Hey, it's cloud again, and it's raining again, don't you have any ink wind, ink snow here?"

Song Anwen pinched Mo Yun's white and tender face, and laughed.

Mo Yun nodded seriously,

"Master is so smart, there is indeed Mo Feng Mo Xue, and they were here just now."

Song Anwen patted the table and laughed, Mo Yun still had a wink, and while he was happy, he poured a glass and handed it over, and said softly,

"Master, Mo Yun respects you."

Song Anwen pushed away the cup he brought to his mouth, pretending to be angry and said,

"Is this how you persuade guests to drink?"

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, he always persuaded people to drink like this, but this was the first time he was rejected, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Mo Yu glanced at him sideways, also raised the wine glass to fill up the wine, and said to Ling Long,

"This is the first time this master has come here, and Mo Yu would like to offer you a toast."

Ling Long didn't have as many twists and turns as Song Anwen, and he stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Mo Yu swayed, and slightly staggered, I saw him curling up the corners of his beautiful lips, and drained the wine in the glass, Then he stretched his arms around Linglong's neck, raised his head and kissed Linglong, and fed all the wine in his mouth.

The young man's lips were soft and elastic, probably because of the layer of ointment, they had a sweet fragrance.

It's not as hard to accept as imagined.

But this was the first time Linglong was kissed by someone, and when he was in a daze, the young man tentatively stuck his wet/soft tongue in.

Ling Long panicked, and reflexively shook Mo Yu away.

Mo Yu had never experienced such a humiliating accident, lying on the ground and looking at Ling Long aggrievedly, the water in his eyes was about to drip,

"Master, but Mo Yu didn't take good care of me?"

Ling Long kept silent with a dark face, Mo Yun was too frightened to speak, it was Song Anwen who stood up to smooth things over, helped Mo Yudao,

"You also know that this is the first time for this master to come here. It's the first time, so I can't let it go. You should be careful and wait on him, so don't make me angry again!"

Mo Yunuo agreed, and when she sat next to Linglong again, she really behaved well.On the other hand, Song Anwen and Mo Yun had such a heated fight that they almost ran out of a pot of wine.At this time, a few gongs and drums suddenly sounded outside the door, and then a bustling human voice was heard.

Song Anwen put his arms around Mo Yun sitting on his lap and asked,

"Is there something going on in the building tonight?"

What he was talking about was nothing more than bidding for Qing Guan Chu/Ye.

Mo Yun shook his head and said,

"Today is Mr. Yidie's banquet day. There are many guests waiting in the building. Dad specially reserved a good seat for you. Open the window and you can see Mr. Yidie playing the piano. Other guests are begging for help." Don't come!"

Song Anwen didn't believe it,

"Why is Mr. Yidie so powerful? It's just a banquet, so you need such a big battle?"

Although he said so, he got up and pushed the window open.Their room was facing the lobby, and they could see the center of the lobby clearly when they opened the window.

I saw a mass of dark human heads in the lobby, wrapping the stage in the middle with three layers inside and outside.A young man was sitting on the stage, his hair was tied with a butterfly hosta, he was wearing a long dress embroidered with butterflies, and there was also a qin carved with butterfly patterns on the table in front of him. Mr. Butterfly.

The young man lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows. Song Anwen took a closer look, and suddenly let out a long "Huh".

Ling Long looked up at him,

"what happened?"

Song Anwen turned his face away, pointed out the window and said excitedly and eagerly,

"Cousin! He, he... Isn't he that Mu Yao?"

Ling Long stepped over in a few steps, Song Anwen hurriedly moved aside, pointed at the figures on the stage vigorously, and said,

"That's right there! Am I right? Really!"

After thinking about it, he touched his head again and said,

"But isn't he Liu Siqin's cousin? How did he become Prince Yidie again? Really..."

"Ha ha……"

Mo Yu, who sat at the table without making a sound for a long time, suddenly laughed,

"Mr. Song is really funny. Mr. Yidie has always been Mr. Yidie. How could he become Mr. Liu's cousin? He was just lucky and was taken by Mr. Liu alone. I'm going to Mr. Liu's mansion!"

By the end, there was already some subtle sourness in the words.

Song Anwen's intuition was not good, and when he looked at Ling Long again, he saw that his face was ashen, and he couldn't hide the hostility on his body, and even Mo Yun, who was not far from him, quietly moved back a few steps.

But Song Anwen had no choice but to stand there with him in desperation, listening to "Young Butterfly Master" playing the piano one after another.

To be honest, the sound of the piano is really nice, even a person like Song Anwen who doesn't know the rhythm very well can hear it comfortably.But Linglong stood beside him like an iceberg, and something might happen at any moment, how could he have the mood to appreciate it?I only hope that "Young Master Yidie" will finish playing and leave sooner, so that he can persuade him to go back sooner.

Unexpectedly, one wave is not smooth, and another wave will rise again.

Originally, Song Anwen was glad that Liu Siqin was not there, but in a flash, the damned Liu Siqin appeared in the hall loudly and sat conspicuously at the position closest to the stage. Song Anwen pretended not to see it.

He saw it, and Ling Long naturally saw it too.

He glared fiercely at Liu Siqin's back, and then peeked at Ling Long's reaction. This look made his heart almost burst out.

"Cousin...your hand is bleeding..."

Ling Long acted as if he didn't hear it, his nails were still firmly stuck in his palm.

The author has something to say: Two days ago, the sad author Jun was arrested and sent to work overtime. It’s not because he watched “Gu Jian Ji Tan” and brushed Yue Su or something, so he didn’t write articles→→

(Actually, I like Su Yue more, the evil and charming little Susu after running away, don't be too aggressive (>﹏<)!"