Lu Yue, "Prince Gu treasures this little bird of his ashes, how could he be willing to part with it and let us play with it? I'm afraid that would be an insult to Prince Gu."
Gu Chenshu listened to Lu Yue's sarcastic tone and looked at Song Niannian beside him with calm eyes.
Yes, the bird was as precious as a pearl... Even he, in the carriage, looking at her bright eyes, couldn't help but feel moved.
Song Niannian's appearance deserves the praise, but it's a pity that these beautiful jewels are buried in this brothel. To him, they are just chicken ribs that are tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.
But even so, why should Lu Yue get what he couldn't get?
I'm tired of Lu Yue's "smell". Being a monk is already hard enough, he's not a pimp!
"nature."
Gu Chenshu, "I kept the bird by my side as a wager. How could I have acted so pampered and caused the attention of the young Prince Yue? Such a lowly thing is not worthy of this bird!"
Reaching out and suddenly grabbing Song Niannian's wrist, Gu Chenshu stroked it coldly. He ignored Song Niannian's pale face and said with a smile, "It is said that Qinlou and Chuguan have a special attic reserved for raising pets. Why don't we send this bird there as well, so that I don't have to pick it up and drop it off every day, which would only add to my annoyance?"
Gu Chenshu’s character is that he likes Song Niannian, but for the sake of power games, he reluctantly gives up his love and gives her up to be played with by others.
He resisted Lu Yue and was moody and unstable, which seemed to fit his personality perfectly...
Lu Yue looked at Gu Chenshu quietly, his vicious eyes carving into Gu Chenshu's body like a knife. What he wanted, he had never failed to get.
But Song Niannian, a lowly courtesan, even if she was a little pretty, was not the one that really made him want her. It was just a momentary impulse.
Several young men were leaning on the attic, with dancers in colorful clothes and red hairpins beside them, and everything you could imagine...
Lu Yue, "It's boring, take him away and don't let me see him."
"What about the monk? Throw him in with me so I don't get upset when I see him."
He said wearily, waving his hand.
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"Master, master, Nian Nian doesn't want it." Song Niannian was pulled away by his men in a panic.
No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will always look ugly when her beauty fades.
It's as if the filter of beauty has been stripped away, making people feel that she is nothing special. If Song Niannian had been "steadfast and unyielding" and "sacrificed herself heroically", these young men would have taken a second look at her.
But Song Niannian didn't want to take another look at all.
Finally, she stayed with them and listened to their big show, and the plot actually developed as she wanted.
Lock her up with Zhou Yan for another month, how wonderful!
It's a good opportunity to develop feelings with him~
I wonder if the cold-hearted Buddhist who can take advantage of anyone in this plot can still keep his heart after being taken advantage of by Song Niannian?
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Qinlou and Chuguan are luxurious places with eaves wrapped in colorful clothes.
Along the underground river in the capital, small courtyards are nestled in the darkness, with lanterns hanging high and a constant stream of people coming and going.
If you spend a fortune in the hotel, you can go to the small courtyard at the back and take any lantern from the courtyard and enjoy the pleasure inside...
In the southernmost courtyard, the lanterns were all dark, but they were finally lit today.
Zhou Yan was dressed up as a handsome young man, with a piece of silk wrapped around his bald head with scars from ordination. His monk's robes were taken off, leaving only his undergarment.
The collar was ripped open, revealing his strong, cold white chest in an ambiguous way.
Rouge was even applied on her thin lips!
The medicine they fed Zhou Yan was called Tears of a Martyr.
The heroic woman shed tears after taking the medicine, let alone Zhou Yan, who was just a monk.
His food, water, everything was filled with additives, and the amount was quite large. After three days, a virgin would be transformed into a slut...
Song Niannian was pushed in blindfolded.
Before she could stand firmly, she was hugged tightly by a hot yet cold embrace.
Bang, the door was slammed shut behind him.
There is a viewing platform in the attic, but Lu Yue and the others will not come tonight.
Song Niannian was just about to hug Zhou Yan back and wrap her arms around his slender waist when a hand suddenly grabbed her neck. The palm was sticky with sweat, and there was a man's suppressed breathing. Right in front of Song Niannian, there was a strong murderous intent that was not concealed at all...
Being blindfolded magnifies all the body's senses.
Song Niannian's force when she grabbed her neck was so decisive!
But she lowered her head and licked the base of his cold white palm. The small wet spot made Zhou Yan feel as if he was burned. He pulled his hand away in an instant, staggered another step, and turned around to kill her.
At this time, Song Niannian had already pulled down the cloth covering her eyes.
She was dressed in moon-white, her inner tunic extremely transparent and short. Her slender and supple body, backlit by the moonlight and lantern light, looked like a fox treading on Zhou Yan's heart...
The fragrance was soft and gentle, almost imperceptible, seeping into Zhou Yan's breath. It felt too much like another kind of premature ejaculation drug, forcing him to explode.
He clenched the broken porcelain pieces tightly in his palm, letting the blood bring back some sanity.
Zhou Yan didn't have much strength left, but as he looked at Song Niannian, whose phoenix eyes were as bright as ever, he knew that being with a woman right now was an uncontrollable disaster...
he……
"Hmm,"
As he stumbled, his thin lips were still covered by the woman.
The house is so small. If Zhou Yan’s resistance is effective, wouldn’t the “Tears of a Martyr” become a joke?
The snow between her lips covered the scorching heat, and the warm and soft jade wrapped around her iron-like body. Just by gently touching her, her soft body made the heat in Zhou Yan's body subside, and then it came flooding in again!
…
Zhou Yan completely fell into desire.
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The lights flickered on and off.
The morning glow appeared on the horizon, and a ray of morning light penetrated through the cracks and into the gloomy room.
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