This is a city that never sleeps.

This is Guangzhou.

Peng Yanran, who had eaten and drank, followed Wang Jiao on the road without a sound. It was almost early in the morning, but there was still no sign of quietness.

There are many fun places near the hotel of the Treasury Yamen.

The "Kiln" specially purchased by the Northland Haoke for the township party is quite stylish in specifications and takes into account the needs of wealthy strong women. Wang Jiao and Peng Yanran saw the romantic and romantic things in Guangzhou in a place called "Sixi Tangzi". It was really lively like "Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu".

What men love is naturally the "three heroes".

What women love is obviously Lu Bu.

There is no way, Lu Bu was brushing the Fang Tian Hua Ji. In addition to the halberd blade, there is also a halberd handle.

"Damn it?! Duck shop? Cowherd shop?"

Wang Jiao exclaimed, shocking the groom who was still at work and picking up guests in the early morning.

I saw the groom yawning, nodding across the road and laughing: "Oh, little husband, you are such an expert. Isn't this place a 'Magpie Bridge Fairy'?"

Brother, you are trying to flash your waist!

Wang Jiao was shocked by the tiger's body and was also curious and bowed: "I dare not ask for it. I still like women. I am just curious. Why is this called 'Sixi Tangzi'?"

Tangzi is the synonym for "Qinlou Chuguan" in some places.

You just call a chicken shop, a chicken coop, or a brothel. That's so unelegant, and it doesn't show your level.

If I can’t prepare one day, I have to treat you to the shop. As soon as I opened my mouth on the main road, I would yell to my business partner: Elbow, I’ll be my fault if I go to death today!

What if the customer thinks it is prostitute for you?

Right?

Have to be professional.

"Little Langjun, do you know Tangzi?"

"Know something."

"If you know, you'll do it."

The groom probably had nothing to do, anyway, and he was dozing off in the early morning, so he might as well chat with the curious baby.

So he smiled and said, "These 'Four Joys' are a poem from the 140th year of Zhenguan."

"Damn?"

"A long drought is coming to sweet rain, and I meet an old friend in a foreign land. I have a wedding night and a golden list of titles."

Nowadays, it is not easy to be a groom, and you still have to understand poetry.

It was after reading this poem that Wang Jiao's tiger body buzzed and started to shake. Why did it sound so familiar?

"It's really 'Four Happiness'."

"That's not true. Who is coming to our 'Sixi Hall'? Who is not pointing to this 'nectar'?"

"Then your 'nect dew' is a bit fishy..."

“Hahahahahahaha…”

The groom laughed, bowed to Wang Jiao, and shouted, "Little husband, I wish you wealth and good health."

"Thank you, thank you, I have a classmate named Lai Jianyi. I will introduce him to you, he will be so good."

"Thank you, little brother, for your support."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

What if the little fat man really likes a tough guy? Right?

If there is a long drought and a sweet rain, there is no regulation, so you must be a noble lady.

"Little Langjun, don't go to the east area at this hour, you'll be bullied over there."

"Okay, thank you!"

He said hello again and thanked him. Wang Jiao patted his waist, took Peng Yanran and continued to return along the same route.

The groom saw the mighty and majestic under Wang Jiao, and immediately nodded repeatedly. What are you afraid of with such weapons?

After all, no ordinary person can just plug a big gun around his waist casually, which is energy.

After walking away, Peng Yanran asked curiously: "Master, is this a 'private prostitute'?"

"Male."

"What man, I mean... huh?"

Peng Yanran was stunned. After stopping the conversation, her almond eyes widened, "Male, male, male?! Is your husband saying, male, male?"

"Is nonsense?"

"How can a man? It's OK..."

"You Changsha Lu Zhongwu Army, your Changsha Lu Zhongwu Army, are just not able to keep up with Chengdu Lu Zhongwu Army. If you have no money, you will have money if you sell it?"

“…”

"You can sell it for men."

“…”

"This 'long-term drought and sweet rain' refers to the happiness of a rich woman, which can be solved with money; 'Meet an old friend in a foreign land' refers to the fusion of the spirit and flesh. It mainly serves as a regular customer, a fellow villager and a fellow villager, with moist eyes. Have you heard of it?"

“…”

"'Bridal night', this is the fun. Don't those high-end entertainment clubs, especially those in the official business, such as the 'King Xiaolou', often use this kind of gimmick? Why, let men be grooms every night, and can't make women feel happy? Men and women are equal, understand?"

“…”

"Okay, don't think so much. I won't go anyway, your husband."

"But……"

"It's nothing, but I definitely won't go. I can't handle it. Can you still go to that kind of place? I'm going to go early. The girls on Bingshi Street are not worth it."

"No, my husband, I mean, but there is still a saying, "When I was in the Golden List," my husband has not explained it yet."

“…”

Something is wrong with you, girl!

No, something is wrong with you, this wife!

The pursuit of excitement and happiness is actually not much different.

It is a waste of the talent of Du, who has been active in Zhenguan for more than 100 years.

Wang Jiao thought, if Du Fu knew that if he had come out to sell the man who had used his poems to do such a ragged thing after more than a hundred years, he would probably have to add a resurrection stunt to himself.

After being stimulated by his little wife, Wang Jiao, a liberal arts student, remembered this. This is Du Fu's poem.

Peng Yanran, who had a red face, whispered: "I'm just asking, my husband..."

"I originally thought to take you to the train station to explore food tomorrow, but now I'm not in a mood at all."

"No, my husband!"

"Kiss me and comfort my wounded heart."

"Mr.~~"

"Hey, it's useless to act coquettishly. Don't imitate Xiao Jin's blond hair and sexy look. Kiss me and write it off."

"Just, just a moment..."

"Do you kiss me?"

"Then, that..."

Peng Yanran, who was a little nervous, looked back and forth, and with the light and dark junction of the two street lights, he immediately closed his eyes and leaned towards Wang Jiao's cheek.

After all, she was shy and did not dare to be so unrestrained.

The bright edges of the two street lights looked a little darker. After closing their eyes, their curved eyelashes were as long and erect as brushes.

The dim lights shine on the delicate face, making them look even more beautiful.

I have said goodbye to the young girl's tenderness, but I have a little bit of the charm of a young woman. I don't look mature, half-mature and unfamiliar, and it feels unique.

"Um!"

Peng Yanran suddenly opened her eyes wide open, and she felt like she was holding her head and gnawing her wildly. She couldn't breathe. She was almost suffocating. Her heart was beating violently, as if she was about to jump out of her chest.

Fear and thrilling, exciting and excited, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, unable to stop.

"Let's go!"

With a snap, he raised his hand and patted Peng Yanran.

After rubbing the slap point, Peng Yanran, who had a blushing face, stopped talking, and was also a frightened quail, and honestly clutching Wang Jiao's clothes, completely turning from a big girl to a little wife.
To be continued...