Everyone has the sixth sense.

When a person walks in front and someone stares at him behind him, he will inevitably feel this gaze.

This is an extremely mysterious feeling.

Just like now.

The beautiful eyes of the courtesan lady circulated around the crowd, but Fang Ying felt vaguely that the other party paused on her.

Although the time is very short, there are indeed some.

But in the blink of an eye, the other party's eyes turned away, as if he had never stayed on Fang Ying at all.

"What's going on? Is it an illusion?"

Fang Ying shook his head and turned his head to ask his companion next to him: "Hey! Do you feel that Miss Shishi is looking at us?"

"Yes! That's right, I saw it!"

King Li Ge of Wu held his head and said proudly: "Miss Shishi must be impressed by my demeanor. She glanced at her twice. What's so strange about it..."

"No, no, no, I don't think so!"

Cheng Chubi stared straight ahead and said without looking back: "The courtesan lady must be seeing me majestic and majestic, and I admire me..."

He said so.

Li Ge was reluctant and asked, "Cheng Sanlang, aren't you talking about coming to find Miss Chuntao? Why are you still staying here?"

"Oh! I almost forgot!"

Cheng Chubi slapped his thighs and clasped his fists and whispered: "Your Highness, Brother Ying, I'll go find Chuntao first. Don't forget to call me when you leave."

After saying that, he flashed and left.

Looking at Cheng Chubi's familiar appearance.

Fang Ying clenched his fists secretly... Damn! Even Cheng Chubi is a regular customer, and I am the first time I am an otaku...

At this time, the piano sounds in the lobby are lingering.

The girl Shishi played the piano and sang, her voice was gentle and gentle, just like a woman expressing her sorrow to her lover.

The guests were fascinated by the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound

Fang Ying didn't respond much.

The courtesan lady is really good at playing and singing, but after various musical storms in her previous life, she will find it difficult to have ripples in her mood again after listening to such minor tunes.

"Erlang, why are you absent-minded?"

Li Ge looked around and looked around at the house, and came over and whispered: "Do you think Miss Shishi is not singing well?"

"Uh, that's okay." Fang Ying said perfunctorily.

"It's... okay?" Li Ge asked with his eyes wide open, "Didn't you hear it?"

Fang Ying asked hesitantly: "What do I need to... hear?"

"You...ah!"

Li Ge looked at Fang Ying in anger and whispered: "Didn't you hear that this girl Shishi's voice can make her bed sound?"

Fang Ying opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Your Highness, can you hear this?"

"sure!"

King Li Ge of Wu said firmly: "I have seen countless girls. What kind of girl is this girl, and what kind of performance will be on the bedside. I will know at a glance."

Bah! Scumbag! Shameless...

Fang Ying despised the other party in his heart, took a deep breath, and sincerely asked: "What kind of bed style will this girl Shishi have? Please ask the King of Wu to teach me!"

"Haha! You're asking the right person..."

Li Ge squinted his eyes, as if he was solving a math problem: "This woman is full of books and is in harmony with her heaven and man, it is like playing with a lotus flower nearby. The trembling taste of flowers and branches in this way can make people feel a bit blasphemous. A sense of sacredness…”

Looking at Li Ge who was pointing out the country.

Fang Ying was stunned for a while before asking, "Your Highness, King of Wu, I didn't expect you to like this type."

"Wrong!" Li Ge shook his head and said, "The women in the world have thousands of faces, and each has their own charm. What I like most is the woman with a strong horse type. Only when you conquer it will you feel accomplished."

Having said that.

He sighed: "This reminds me of the previous love horse, a sweat-blooded horse produced in the Western Regions. Its four hooves are flying like flying, traveling thousands of miles a day."

"It's a pity that I unfortunately thrust my horse's hooves and I can't ride again..."

It can be seen.

The King of Wu in front of him was indeed the best among scumbags. He actually realized the secret of riding by himself and connected the woman and the horse...

Fang Ying twitched his lips and said: "What are you afraid of if you have a horse's hoof? Just put shoes on the horse's hoof."

"Hmm? Put shoes on horse hooves?"

Li Ge was stunned for a moment, then felt ridiculous.

He shook his head secretly, stopped talking, squinted his eyes, and his fingers were rhythmic, and he admired the quiet singing of the courtesan lady.

Fang Ying was idle, so he picked up the paper and pen on the table, thinking about the horseshoe in his previous life, and casually outlined it on the white paper...

Before we knew it, the song ended.

"Today, I will be here first."

"I hope all the young masters will give you advice and splash ink. If any masterpieces come to the world, I will burn incense and cook tea in my boudoir and sweep the bed to welcome you."

The courtesan lady is very good at mobilizing the atmosphere.

The shy expression, the ambiguousness that he wanted to refuse but stopped, seduced the guests in the lobby to breathe rapidly and their eyes were almost falling out.

Wait for the beauty to leave slowly.

Buzz —

The lobby suddenly exploded.

"Ahhh! It's true!"

"Miss Shishi really wants to get married?"

"Hahaha! Fortunately, this young master is well-informed. There is no master of poetry in Mengchun Tower today, and Miss Shishi belongs to me!"

"Bah! Shishi belongs to this young master!"

...

Listen to the quarrel between the guests next to you.

Fang Ying frowned slightly, turned his head and asked, "Your Highness, King of Wu, have you ever said, Miss Shishi asks you to ask me for poetry?"

"Well, this is indeed the case!" Li Ge nodded.

Fang Ying's heart jumped, looked up at the boudoir on the second floor, and narrowed her eyes: "In the afternoon, she immediately announced the news of her marriage..."
Chapter completed!