The two people who were asked this question by Yang Xinwan suddenly didn't know how to respond.
The man holding the heater coughed softly and replied, "This gentleman kept raising the price for Miss Jiao'er from the beginning. I think he really likes Miss Jiao'er!"
"If Miss Jiao'er comes and chooses you, brother, how about Miss Jiao'er be yours tonight?"
Yang Xinwan couldn't help but be surprised. They paid such a high price, but they were willing to give it to a stranger so easily?
Moreover, who is this sick guy? For such a big matter, doesn’t he need to ask his friends?
Yang Xinwan turned her head to look at the masked man. His figure gave her a sense of familiarity for some reason, and the eyes exposed outside the mask made her feel even more familiar.
But in the entire capital city, she met almost no one later, only some people the original owner knew, so this man probably had an ordinary face and temperament?
But it is obviously very precious, how can it be popular...
"Does your brother agree as well?" Yang Xinwan asked curiously.
Yang Xinwan asked, but in fact she just wanted this familiar person to speak and hear his voice.
The masked man nodded lightly without answering, and agreed to send it.
Yang Xinwan didn't hear any sound and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Soon, footsteps were heard outside the door. It was my mother who came with Yang Xinwan’s "friend".
Yang Xinwan turned her head to look, and saw Yang Qingyuan peeking furtively at the door, while her fiancé was lying on a servant with his face half exposed and half covered, so her specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
Yang Xinwan raised her lips slightly and said, "This brother of mine can't hold his liquor. He has been drinking since he arrived. Now he heard that Miss Jiao'er was reserved by you two brothers, so he got himself drunk in such a short time..."
"But it's better this way, so he won't have to compete with me for women!"
After saying that, Yang Xinwan waved her jade fan and sat down next to the masked man.
She gave him a faint smile, with a hint of curiosity on her cold face.
"I don't have many friends in Beijing, so I really want to expand my circle and make more friends!"
"It is my fate to meet you two today. My last name is Yang, and you two can call me Brother Yang Wan!"
Afterwards, Yang Xinwan instructed her mother again: "Put my friend down. His alcohol tolerance is really too low! Let him have a good rest!"
The mother gave orders to put the man down, then went to bring Jiao'er over with a smile.
Yang Xinwan found that the two noble young men in the room were not talkative, but they did not seem to have any hostility towards her, so she felt relieved.
"My last name is Chi. This brother of mine...I'm afraid he doesn't want to leave his name. You can just call him Wuming!"
Yang Xinwan originally wanted to know why this masked man looked familiar to her. Now that she heard the sickly pretty boy ask her to call him "nameless", she became even more curious about this masked man.
Yang Xinwan's eyes flickered: "Brother Chi, are you afraid of the cold?"
Chi Muyu sighed helplessly, as if sighing at his own incompetence: "It's an old illness, let's not talk about it!"
Yang Xinwan frowned. It was an old illness. Maybe it was some rare disease or poisoning?
Yang Xinwan was still thinking when footsteps were heard at the door again. It was her mother who brought Jiao'er with her.
I saw a veiled woman with a graceful figure walking towards me, holding a pipa in her arms.
She followed behind her mother, and although she kept a distance from Yang Xinwan and the others, she could clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body.
The fragrance is not like the ordinary powder scent, nor like the common floral scent, but a body odor with unique charm.
I didn't notice this when I was looking at her from a distance, but now that I'm closer, I can see how charming this woman is.
"Miss Jiao'er is here. This is her first time to receive guests. Please be gentlemen and be considerate of her. I will not disturb you any more and spoil the mood. I will take my leave now!"
Before leaving, the mother reminded Jiao'er: "Serve her well!"
Then, she twisted her slender waist and left happily.
Yang Xinwan quickly withdrew her gaze and waved to Miss Jiao'er.
Miss Jiao'er was not at all reserved and sat next to Yang Xinwan generously.
Yang Xinwan curled her lips and took him into her arms: "There are three men in this room, which one do you choose?"
Miss Jiao'er was slightly stunned. She was not annoyed by being hugged by Yang Xinwan like this. She smiled with pursed lips behind her veil: "This gentleman seems to like me the most. If I don't choose you and you get angry, I will still try to comfort you..."
So, she doesn't have to choose between the three and can only choose to obey?
Yang Xinwan lifted her chin, looking at her like a man, and said, "You can say that they are both conservative, so they are not enthusiastic about you!"
Afterwards, Yang Xinwan approached Miss Jiao'er and whispered into her ear: "Find a way to take off the mask of the man next to me... otherwise it will be difficult for you to get out of this door..."
This is a threat!
Yang Xinwan spoke very softly and was very close to Miss Jiao'er. In the eyes of others, the two of them seemed to be whispering in each other's ears.
Miss Jiao'er didn't react much, and her eyes outside the veil were still smiling.
However, Yang Xinwan did not notice that the masked man next to her twitched his mouth.
After finishing speaking, Yang Xinwan let go of Miss Jiao'er and looked at Chi Muyu: "Brother Chi, can you drink?"
Chi Muyu did not answer, but picked up the wine glass. His slender eyes stared at Yang Xinwan with interest.
Yang Xinwan was not shy in the private room, and Chi Muchu and the others were not repulsive to her as a new acquaintance...
Miss Jiao'er sat up straight and spoke softly, "Gentlemen, would you like to listen to a little song?"
Yang Xinwan nodded: "Okay, if you play better than what you played downstairs, there will be a big reward."
Afterwards, beautiful sounds like heavenly music soon rang out in the room.
The masked man, however, still had an indifferent expression. He picked up the wine on the table and was about to drink it, but Chi Muchu held the back of his hand and shook his head at him.
Yang Xinwan couldn't help but be surprised. A sickly person could drink, but why couldn't a normal masked man drink when he saw him?
Yang Xinwan smiled and said, "There are indeed few men who don't drink nowadays...why don't you drink tea instead of wine, Brother Wuming!"
"If Miss Jiao'er gets drunk with us, you can still take care of Miss Jiao'er..."
What this means is that Miss Jiao'er will come and drink with us later.
The masked man stared at Yang Xinwan and watched her drink the wine.
He said, "I don't drink not because I don't like drinking, but because, at the beginning, the three glasses of wine on the table... were all prepared for Miss Jiao'er, but you drank one of them. I wonder if Brother Yang feels a little dizzy?"
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