Red plums reflect youth

Later, Hou Deming asked Liu Qiaoyang how was that night?

Liu Qiaoyang narrowed his eyes and asked evilly, "Want to know?"

Hou Deming nodded like pounding garlic.

"Don't tell you!"

Every time Qingcheng Pavilion composes new songs and dances, it will invite various celebrities to listen and appreciate them.Since Liu Qiaoyang and his group often went in and out, and got to know the stewards inside, an invitation was politely sent to Liu's residence.

Liu Qiaoyang borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and took Ziqing to listen to the new song.

On the stage, the beautiful girl lowered her head with her eyebrows folded, lightly brushed, slowly twisted, wiped and picked again.I saw slender hands rising and falling on the piano, and between ding ding dong dong, a picture scroll of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River was slowly drawn from the strings. Everyone in the audience suddenly felt that they had strayed into the south of the Yangtze River, listening to the drizzle shattering the ground, the deep springs flowing deep.

At this moment, six dancers with slender eyebrows and willow waists stepped out slowly from the left and right sides of the stage with gentle steps.The light green long-sleeved gauze dress danced with her graceful figure, and her ruddy face was like spring water reflecting peach blossoms.Raise your head and lower your eyebrows, raise your hands and throw your feet, all in harmony with the sound of the piano.It makes people feel that the spring breeze is blowing on the face, the peach blossoms and willows are green, and the beauty is not like the world.

Whether it is really elegant or pretending to be elegant, everyone in the audience is intoxicated by it.

When the song is over, the house is full of applause.

Taking advantage of the gap between the end of the song, Qiao Yang peeked at Ziqing who was beside him, and found that his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and his bright eyes were radiant.

Just as he was about to make a joke, he suddenly saw Chuxiang from the Nanxiang Pavilion also came to listen to the music. At this moment, he saw Qiao Yang and walked over.

Without waiting for Qiao Yang to speak, Chuxiang Pingping Tingting posted over, "So you're here too~"

"Ahem, cough, cough, Ziqing, this is Chuxiang." Seeing that Chuxiang was sitting next to him unceremoniously, Qiao Yang introduced awkwardly: "Ahem, Chuxiang, this is me." Brother Ziqing."

Unexpectedly, Chuxiang smiled sweetly, and introduced herself generously: "Chuxiang from Cuifangxuan in Xiananxiang Pavilion. I never thought Mr. Qiao Yang would have such a handsome younger brother."

"Heck..." Qiao Yang's heart skipped a beat, Chu Xiang actually reported her family name.Ziqing has always been an upright person, and never deals with people who have fallen into prostitution.Feeling uneasy in my heart, I sneaked a sneak peek at Quan Quanqing.

Ziqing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, smiling indifferently: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

At this time, the white-faced dude at the next table shouted, "Hey, look, isn't that the young lady from Nanxiang Pavilion? Why, the male prostitutes are also coming to be vassals and elegant!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone around Xiaoyan'er burst into laughter, and Qiao Yang clenched his fists unconsciously.

Chu Xiang didn't get angry when she heard the words, she turned her head and smiled respectfully: "I'm not talented, but I'm indeed vassal and elegant."

That little eye still didn't let go, took out a bank note and shook it: "Come here and give me a kiss, the money is yours."

Qiao Yang's heart was filled with anger.

"Boom" hit the table.

But it wasn't Qiao Yang, but Ziqing next to him: "If you want to be lewd, please go outside!" Ziqing said sharply with a layer of frost on his face.

"Yo~ I'm obscene and obscene, you're flirting with male prostitutes, it's so elegant!" The man said with contempt in his small eyes, with a strange air.

"You!" Ziqing blushed with anger.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the two sides were at war.