Dress like a villain in the palm of your hand

After tossing around, the remaining drowsiness is completely gone.

When Ji Sheng was finally willing to let him go, Luo Wenxin got up slowly, looked up at him, and realized that Ji Sheng was wearing a mask again at some point.

No wonder he leaned over to sniff him just now, something panicked.

It was a silver mask, thin and exquisite, covering half of the man's face, only revealing his thin lips and sharp jawline.

But Ji Sheng's face was already fierce, so covering it up like this didn't make him look any more unkind, but he couldn't see his original handsome appearance, only the daunting fierceness and coldness remained.

The first time Luo Wen saw him wearing this, he was still a little curious, and asked him why, Ji Sheng thought about it, and only said: "Annoying."

Luo Wenxin blinked her eyes, not quite understanding, but not too concerned.

What's more, Ji Sheng rarely used it in front of him.

It's just that today, looking at him again, the man who was still pressing down on him just now, now his thin lips are slightly parted, his breathing is slightly urgent, but his face looks even more cold and ruthless because of that mask.

Comparing the hatchback, it makes people feel a little inexplicably ashamed, and then the enthusiasm fades away, and then burns like a prairie fire again.

Luo Wenxin didn't want Ji Sheng to notice, so she lowered her eyes, her ears turned red, pushed Ji Sheng away a little, and gathered her clothes together.

Just now, in a hurry, the belts of the frivolous clothes were undone a little, revealing the white underclothes.

The clothes there are made of Suzhou embroidery, and the neckline is embroidered with lively, tender-colored small flowers, which are also loose at the moment, not wrapping people tightly.

A slender but not bony chest can be vaguely seen, and a small patch of greasy eyes with white skin.

Luo Wenxin gathered her clothes together and wanted to get up, but was pushed back onto the couch by a pair of arms.

The belt that had just been fastened fell apart again.

Luo Wen was so angry that he stretched out his hand and thumped his chest.

Ji Sheng ignored his limp, intentionally provocative strength, pinched his chin, and lifted his face up.

Shen Shen's eyes flicked over the young man's eyes that seemed to be filled with water, then to his pink cheeks, and then to his white and thin neck. He looked carefully for a while, and suddenly said, "I'll put a mask on you too."

This is not like a question, but more like a simple statement.

"I don't want it." Luo Wenxin shook his head, looked at the mask on his face, reached out to touch the cold silver edge, and whispered: "It's too heavy, it's tiring to wear."

As if he didn't hear it, Ji Sheng continued to look down, and said again: "Hands, feet, and waist, all slapped on."

"..."

As he spoke, he stared at him slowly, as if he was measuring the size with his eyes.

This time Luo Wenxin was really frightened, she stared blankly at him with a silly expression on her face.

Luo Wenxin felt that Ji Sheng was a good person.

It's good, but it still seems a little perverted.

But he looked at the man's expression, and felt that Ji Sheng didn't seem to be joking, so he didn't dare to speak, so he arched his arms silently, got up and sat down.

After being so frightened, I didn't feel the heat anymore.

When they arrived at the inn, Luo Wenxin realized that Meng Qiao was not with them.

Ever since Meng Qiao entered the city, something was not quite right, as if there was some scourge hiding in the city of Gusu that he was thinking about.

At this moment, Luo Wenxin didn't see Meng Qiao, and thinking of his abnormality a few days ago, he couldn't help feeling a little worried. He pulled Ji Sheng's sleeve and asked, "Where did brother Meng Qiao go?"

Ji Sheng was fumbling for a purse in his arms, when he heard his name, his hands stopped involuntarily.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Luo Wenxin, without saying a word, took out an ingot of silver and threw it to the shopkeeper, saying, "One is the upper room."

From the time the two of them came in, the shopkeeper's eyes kept looking between the two of them, and most of them fell on Luo Wenxin's face.

But after a few glances, when he met the eyes of the man in black, he became excited again, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look around.

At this moment, the shopkeeper took the money in a hurry, weighed it, and felt that it was quite heavy, then lowered his eyebrows and asked cautiously: "Do you want to send some hot water to the two of you?"

The man in black didn't give him another look, hugged the person in his arms, and strode upstairs.

After the inn door was closed, Ji Sheng put the man down, held him by the shoulders and turned around, making him stand face to face with him, and asked, "What's your name, Meng Qiao?"

"Ah?" Luo Wenxin didn't expect him to ask this, subconsciously repeated the address just now: "Brother Mengqiao."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

Although he seldom called Meng Qiao by his name on weekdays, but Meng Qiao was more than a year older than him and took good care of him, so he compared with Lu Yi's address, "Brother Meng Qiao" came naturally, blurted out.

Ji Sheng nodded thoughtfully, and after a while, asked again, "Then what did you call me?"

Luo Wen was stunned, blinked his eyes, and thought for a while how he usually called Ji Sheng.

When we first met, he also called Ji Sheng "brother".

But because he was scared to cry soon, and felt that he was too fierce, and he had a face that would not like to be called brother at first sight, so after being called once, he didn't dare to bark again.

Later, there was no chance to call.

Only once in a while when he gets bullied a lot, she raises her voice and calls him "Ji Sheng" by his name.

"C-I call you Ji Cheng." Luo Wen felt a little guilty for no reason, and didn't dare to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Ji Sheng didn't speak.

Luo Wenxin waited for him for a while, but before he could speak, she glanced at him.

Luo Wenxin felt that she was really getting stronger. After staying with Ji Sheng for a long time, she could actually see emotions from his expressionless face.

If he judged correctly, the curvature of the man's lips at the moment indicated that he was a little unhappy.

But he didn't know why Ji Sheng was unhappy.

Is it because I only call him by his first name?

Suddenly, Ji Sheng raised his hand and said, "Come here."

"Ok?"

Luo Wen was a little dazed, but she obediently walked over and was hugged by him.

"Don't call me Meng Qiao like that." Ji Sheng stretched out his hand, pinched his soft cheek, and gently tugged, "You didn't call me that."

"……Oh."

Luo Wen's heart was a little itchy from his moderate force, and after he slapped his hand off, he felt that what he said was very strange.

If you are not allowed to bark, you are not allowed to bark, but what is it called that he didn't bark?

Luo Wenxin was dizzy from his head spinning around, "Why?"

Ji Sheng didn't answer directly, but said, "Want to know where Meng Qiao went?"

Luo Wen nodded dizzily.

"Take you there."

Gusu in early summer has the most beautiful scenery.And the most prosperous area in Gusu City is on the edge of Taihu Lake.

Beside Taihu Lake, there is a three-story jade building built near the lake, called Zuidu Mountain.

This Zuicu Mountain is a Nanfeng Pavilion, which has always been the largest gold selling cave in Gusu City.

Its reputation is so strong that not only princes and nobles or ordinary wealthy people like to have banquets and have fun here, even the first emperor stayed in Zuidu Mountain when he went to the south of the Yangtze River, which shows that the masculinity is flourishing nowadays.

Later, Miaojiang's exotic medicine was introduced to the Central Plains, which made men's physique suitable for love, so raising beautiful young men as pets was not a miracle even among powerful people.

An elegant room on the second floor.

The waiting time was a bit long, and Meng Qiao drank up the tea in the purple sand pot on the table one cup after another. Before the person came, he couldn't help but ran to the toilet three times.

When he came back for the third time, he didn't dare to pour water as hard as he could, because he was afraid that if he poured too much, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

But I was still nervous, so I put the knife on the table, and carefully wiped it from the beginning to the end with a cloth towel, and then from the end to the head, until it was shiny.

When the door was pushed open, Meng Qiao was wiping it for the third time. He was startled by the sound of the door being pushed open. He stood up with a "swish", and the scabbard on the table hit his foot with a "bang".

He frowned severely in pain.

But Meng Qiao didn't care too much, he quickly turned around and looked at the person who came in, his flustered and embarrassed look fell into the smiling eyes of the person.

The person who came was a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slim figure, a high nose and phoenix eyes, and when he laughed, he had a careless and bright expression.

"You..." Meng Qiao stared at him in a daze, for a moment, licked his lips, and stammered, "You... have you pulled something out?"

The two haven't seen each other for about half a year.

The last time we met, Lu Qi hadn't turned sixteen yet, and he was skinny. He had just been sold to Zuidu Mountain by his uncle, and the old bustard was about to give him medicine.

It is said that it is a kind of secret medicine in Zuidu Mountain, a pair is worth a hundred taels of silver, and it is not used by non-A-class ladies.

Meng Qiao didn't know what the medicine was for, he only knew that the boy's stature would stop growing after taking the medicine.

But even though the medicine didn't work out, it's only been half a year, why did Lu Qi jump so high all of a sudden?

...It seems that they are almost taller than themselves.

Now that Lu Qi has already been redeemed, the deed of prostitution is in his own hands, but in order to make ends meet, he still acts as a prostitute in this Zuitu Mountain.

Hearing Meng Qiao's words, Lu Qi smiled slowly, stared at him for a while, turned around and closed the door, walked to the table and sat down.

"What's the matter." Lu Qi poured a cup of tea, and wanted to pour another cup, but found that there was no more in the pot, so he had to put it down, and said with a half smile, "Is it too high to look good?"

Ji Sheng said that he would take him to play, and went to find Meng Qiao by the way, Luo Wenxin really looked forward to it for a long time.

But after leaving the inn and getting into the carriage, it didn't take long before it stopped in front of a gorgeous small building.

This small building is so beautiful, even the eaves are colored like glazed glass, standing from a distance, you can still smell the fragrance and laughter coming from inside.

Luo Wen looked inside curiously for a while, only to feel that it was so lively.

As soon as the two of them entered, it became even more lively, and immediately several fragrant men and women greeted them.

"Ouch, two masters~~" The headed mother covered her mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "You want to..."

After seeing the two people who came, the mother was taken aback.

This mother has been working in Zuidu Mountain for more than 30 years, from high-ranking officials and nobles to the grasslands and grasslands. She has seen everyone, and her eyes are very old and vicious.

With just one glance, she can tell what the person in front of her wants, whether he likes to be bold and unrestrained, or to be restrained and reserved.

But the man in black in front of him was dressed in the most normal attire of a Jianghu person, and the outline under the mask, although he could still feel a bit handsome, but the aura of this whole body...

Inexplicably, he didn't dare to make people think that he was here to prostitute.

The smile on Mom's face froze, and she turned her gaze to the other.

The next moment, her eyes widened.

This, this, this...

Even though the young man was hugged in the man's arms, half of his side face was covered, but the glance he raised his face just now was enough for mother to realize that the young man in front of her was a top-notch boy.

After many years of habit, immediately, the mother looked at Luo Wenxin from head to toe with straight eyes, as if stripping her clothes.

The more he looked, the more strange light burst out from his eyes.If she hadn't been concerned about this ferocious black-clothed man, she probably couldn't help but come up to touch Luo Wenxin's face with her sharp ten fingers painted in bright red Danko.

Luo Wenxin turned around and buried her face in Ji Cheng's arms.

He thought it was weird here.

Not quite like a serious restaurant.

And these mothers, how, why are they dressed like this...

Ji Sheng put his hand on his waist, patted him comfortingly, raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth were straight, and his eyes were fierce.

This one glance alone made the mother sweat from fear, she suddenly woke up like a dream, took two steps back, and stood up with the help of the maids on the left and right, and said with a smile: "What do you want me to do? Are you here?" How about listening to the ditties first? Here we have..."

The man took out an ingot of gold from his pocket and threw it over, saying in a deep voice, "A private room."

"Okay, okay." Mom wiped the sweat from her forehead, thought for a while, and asked cautiously, "Then, do you want someone to serve you...?"

"No need." The man said coldly, his body full of evil spirits, "tell your people to go away."