Chapter 358 What a handsome back of the head

Chapter 358 What a handsome back of the head

Yixiangyuan.

The hall on the first floor was full, with the music of the piano and the harp playing, and the birds and birds interspersed among them, and from time to time there were serious sounds of hey hey hey.

Liao Wenjie opened the folding fan and walked in. Behind him was Bai Suzhen, who was disguised as a man. She was dressed in white and looked like a handsome young man. It would have been better if he didn't have a stinky face.

According to Liao Wenjie, Li Xiuyuan should be brought here tonight. Considering that Li Maochun was at risk of being angered to death, Bai Suzhen happened to take the initiative to hit the gun again, so he changed his teammate.

The same goes for Bai Suzhen. She is also in the disaster, and it is also related to Fahai's inner demons. It might be better to replace her.

The moment the two of them appeared, the appearance level of the entire first-floor hall increased by fifty percent. On the contrary, it can also be understood that there are too many ugly men holding them back in the hall.

Because the two of them were so good-looking, the coquettish laughter temporarily stopped. The young ladies’ eyes lit up, they swallowed their saliva, and subconsciously raised their belts.

This made the patrons particularly unhappy. What do you mean? Doesn’t the money in the uncle’s hands taste good?

"Why did the two young masters come here? The girls are all impatient." The old madam came forward, waving her flower fan, still charming, with a smile on her eyebrows. It looked like she had been working in the industry for many years, and she was an old technician.

"Don't talk nonsense. My two brothers came here tonight because of their reputation. They used to pass by."

Liao Wenjie waved his folding fan, one side was blank, and the other side was written with the word "inner demon" in thick ink.

"Look at my mouth. I'm talking nonsense again. The two young masters are really at odds with each other."

The old madam saw that Bai Suzhen was a woman disguised as a man, and she didn't point it out. She had seen too many men's frivolous ways. She knew that Liao Wenjie was the real owner, so she smiled and said: "Two young masters, are you going to listen to music on the first floor, or go directly up to it?" Let’s talk about romance on the second floor?”

"On the second floor, you can recite poems with interest only when you climb high and look into the distance."

Liao Wenjie said with a smile, but without paying attention, a small golden bead fell from his sleeve.

The old bustard had quick eyes and quick hands. He bent down and picked up the gold beads: "Sir, your charity money has been dropped."

Liao Wenjie waved his fan and said nonchalantly: "Just drop it. Just think of it as my contribution to let your boss repair the stairs. They are in tatters and look old."

The madam nodded repeatedly, with a smile as bright as a flower, and her chest trembled three times. She took Liao Wenjie's hand and walked to the second floor: "Thank you for your generosity, sir. Please be careful where you step."

Bai Suzhen followed behind with a dark face, unhappy, very unhappy, very unhappy.

Judging from Liao Wenjie's experienced appearance, he must have been out to have fun often. He was exactly the same as the honest person she inferred.

Bai Suzhen thought that she would not be mistaken. She was honest and she could not pretend to be fake.

So the question becomes, why are there so many contradictions and contrasts?

After thinking about it for a moment, I could only think that Liao Wenjie was acting on occasion and specially staged this drama in order to make her give up.

When I thought about it, I felt much more comfortable.

After the two went upstairs, the silence in the hall was broken, and the air was filled with the sour smell of lemon. No matter how hard the ladies tried to persuade them, they couldn't persuade them to come back.

"Bah, being handsome is of no use, it's not like you have to be eaten by a horse."

"That's right, being handsome will only get you slapped!"

"He will still be beaten by soldiers."

"Not only that, but he will also be hit by a car!"

"..."

The ladies all rolled their eyes. Being handsome is useless, but not only is he handsome, he is also rich!

…

On the second floor, there is an antique private room.

Desserts are placed on the round table, with a screen blocking the pink cloud bed. Opposite is a plain piano and a burning incense burner with green smoke.

The madam opened the door and saw Bai Suzhen following closely behind Liao Wenjie, and smiled knowingly.

She poured tea for the two of them and cast a flirtatious look at Liao Wenjie: "Sir, Yixiangyuan is one of the best cozy homes in the city. Is there any girl you know well? If not, I can recommend a few beauties like flowers. I guarantee that you will find them." satisfy."

I am satisfied with my big sister who is very beautiful.

Liao Wenjie wanted to say this politely, but he was afraid that the madam was serious, so he decisively took out a few gold beads: "I have heard about the beauty of Xiaoyu from Yixiangyuan for a long time, so I came here tonight because of her fame. Let her dress up well. Don't let her go." My brothers are disappointed."

"Sir, please wait a moment. I will make arrangements for you."

The madam took the money, waved her flower fan and left. Her back was enchanting, and she knew how to understand a man at a glance.

"Sir, is that little jade girl beautiful?"

Bai Suzhen gritted her teeth and asked. She wanted to say, "Is it more beautiful than her?", but she was afraid that Liao Wenjie would nod in agreement and end up asking for trouble, so she didn't dare to ask.

"It's okay, but you are certainly not as good as Miss Bai."

"real?"

Bai Suzhen secretly rejoiced, and quickly realized: "In that case, why are you coming to Yixiangyuan? It's so nice to be at home. I... and my sister will play the piano for you at home."

"It sounds good, but..."

Liao Wenjie looked sad: "But when I think about being alone with Miss Xiaoqing, I feel flustered and don't have much confidence."

"Is this why you came out to have fun?"

"certainly!"

Liao Wenjie waved his fan to cover his face and whispered in Bai Suzhen's ear: "You don't know, girl Xiaoyu from Yixiangyuan looks very similar to your sister Xiaoqing. I'll practice more and I won't talk to your sister next time." I’ll be flustered.”

Bai Suzhen: (_)

Very angry!

Also, she felt that Liao Wenjie was not here to have fun, but to persuade prostitutes to behave.

It’s a mixed bag, very happy and very unhappy!

Perhaps because the meaning in his eyes was too obvious, Liao Wenjie easily saw through Bai Suzhen's thoughts and smiled without saying anything.

Since ancient times, men have often committed two diseases. They take off the clothes of a good family and persuade their young ladies to be good.

When Laliang's family entered the water, he had the possibility to have a shot. After the first shot was over, he asked the other party to follow the advice and enjoyed the spiritual sublimation again.

In fact, it's not that complicated. It's the same as being lascivious like a demon before and being sage like a Buddha after that. It's nothing more than a sage before you and a sage after you.

Tonight is different.

Liao Wenjie hasn't found any opportunities these days, and he is thinking of adding some trouble to the people behind the scenes. The ninth generation villain is still paralyzed at home, and the ninth generation beggar has not been found, so he can only blame the ninth generation pheasant.

If the opportunity does not come to his door, he will redeem the body of the ninth pheasant, and then send it to Jinshan Temple to listen to Fahai reciting sutras every day.

The three unlucky men of the ninth generation were demolished, leaving Jianglong Crossing uncrossable.

Bai Suzhen didn't know the disaster, so it was normal to have such speculations. Liao Wenjie didn't explain, but picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Pooh!"

"What's the matter? The tea doesn't taste good?"

"It smells like alcohol." Liao Wenjie looked disgusted.

"No, I'll give it a try."

Bai Suzhen became energetic, picked up Liao Wenjie's tea cup and smelled it. There was a smell of alcohol, but it was not very obvious.

Thinking of Liao Wenjie's physique, which was prone to alcohol, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, carefully approached his ear, and blew out a puff of white smoke.

Liao Wenjie shook his head and fell into unconsciousness. Bai Suzhen gently took it and hugged him, lying down on the table, muttering that it was impossible to have fun in front of her, even in his dreams.

At this moment, Ninth Generation Pheasant Xiaoyu walked in, waving a flower fan, and was stunned when she saw Bai Suzhen.

"woman?!"

"..."

Bai Suzhen frowned. Xiaoyu's appearance was indeed similar to that of her younger sister Xiaoqing, but they were only similar in appearance, and there was a huge difference in temperament.

Xiaoyu is full of prostitution and is not a good family at heart. Although Xiaoqing is also very charming, she is more natural and charming. She is a natural charmer and is more attractive to men.

Because Xiaoqing doesn't understand the relationship between men and women and doesn't know how to use her own advantages, she looks stupid.

Bai Suzhen can responsibly say that compared to the two women, her sister Xiaoqing is much more coquettish.

"A woman can be a woman, I don't care..."

Xiaoyu waved the flower fan and came forward. When she saw Liao Wenjie lying on the table, her eyes immediately lit up. The back of his head was so handsome. The madam didn't lie to her. This was the financial sponsor who was looking for fun.

"It's none of your business here, go over and play the piano!"

"Why is it none of my business? It's not me who plays the piano. I can serve men better than you..."

Hearing Bai Suzhen's words, Xiaoyu was very dissatisfied. The moment their eyes met, she felt the world was spinning, and she lost her mind. She went to Suqin and started playing.

Bai Suzhen sneered, picked up Liao Wenjie who was lying on the table and fell asleep, opened the window and flew away, hiding in the night.

…

The next day, Liao Wenjie opened the door and saw Bai Suzhen coming with a copper basin. He wondered: "What happened last night? Why did I faint again?"

"Young Master, have you forgotten? The tea is mixed with wine, and I just happen to be too drunk."

"That's it..."

Liao Wenjie nodded blankly, took the copper basin and walked into the house. Bai Suzhen followed him in. Like a hostess, she calmly picked up a towel and soaked it, wrung it out and wiped it gently on Liao Wenjie's face.

Liao Wenjie did not refuse, washed up, and walked towards the medical center after breakfast.

An hour later, Li Xiuyuan arrived belatedly, bringing an old monk with him.

The monk is seventy years old, with gray beard and hair. He is dressed in gray cloth and cassock. He is dressed simply and has a happy expression. His long eyebrows that hang down to his chin are very distinctive.

"Brother Jie, this is Master Fakong of Guoqing Temple. He has known my parents for many years. He went to visit my house this morning and suddenly suffered from a headache, so I brought him here."

As Li Xiuyuan spoke, he approached Liao Wenjie and whispered, "According to the gossip in my family, my parents were unable to give birth to a child before, so they went to Guoqing Temple to ask for me. He was the one who asked for me at that time. There are also rumors that he helped me name my name." Take it.”

"understood."

Liao Wenjie nodded secretly, smiled and cupped his hands: "It turns out that your Excellency is Master Fakong. I have heard about his name for a long time, but today I saw him and his demeanor was indeed extraordinary."

"Donor, you are too polite. A humble monk, a common man, does not deserve such praise." Fakong clasped his hands together and gave a slight salute.

"Master, please come in. I'll take your pulse first."

"Excuse me."

Liao Wenjie invited Fa Kong into the inner hall, with a red light in his eyes. He was a very ordinary monk, with a mortal body, a little magic power but nothing extraordinary.

Ten minutes later, Liao Wenjie completed the diagnosis and gave Li Xiuyuan a prescription to take. He smiled and said to Fakong: "Master, a small business does not accept credit and does not accept relics. Look at this...how do we settle the bill?"

"The poor monk is short of money and would like to read a scripture to the donor. What do you think?"

"Only a paragraph?"

Liao Wenjie's eyes widened: "The finest medicinal materials are carefully selected, and each one is picked when bathing in the first ray of sunshine in the morning. They are extremely precious. If one verse is not enough, it must be recited for at least ten days and ten nights."

"Amitabha!"

Fakong clasped his hands together and shook his head slightly: "Donor, people's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants. Those who are greedy will eventually be harmed by greed."

"Master, this is not greed, this is ambition."

Liao Wenjie grinned: "I am not afraid of a long road, but I am afraid of short ambitions. I have to have a dream. Even if it is far away, I have always been very motivated. For this reason, I can go to Yixiangyuan every day."

"The benefactor's exports turned into gold, and the poor monk received a lesson."

"I don't dare, it's just shameless."

There is another chapter, I suggest you read it tomorrow morning