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Chapter 1593 Which erotic pose to try? 1
When she was happy, she called him Brother Cheng, and when she was unhappy, she called him Xiao Chengzi, and when he responded readily, he would meet a plate of delicious food at the same time.

I would like to devote myself to the bright moon, just as the bright moon shines on the cold city.

【End of Xiner Extra Story】
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【Nine Pavilions of Beauties: Luoqiu Fish】

There is a lotus pond in Qianzuiju, and there is an Ailian Pavilion beside the lotus pond.

At this moment, there is a brocade figure splashing ink in the pavilion.

Those who don't know it must think that he is reciting poems and painting lotus flowers.

Those in the know know that he is not such a person at all.

As long as you walk over and take a closer look, you will know that he is not doing this kind of "things that ordinary people would do", what he is doing, is-painting!spring!palace!
Regular customers of Qianzuiju often see this young man, and know that he is good at drawing erotic palaces.

Someone even paid a high price for his erotic pictures and became a regular customer.

Luo Qiuyu was also very happy about this.

Naturally, I am very happy to have an extra income for no reason!
As a result, he is better able to collect the information he wants.

Luo Qiuyu, the person who listens to the wind in Jiuge, specializes in collecting all kinds of information.

Such a good-looking boy like him has an indescribable aura of wealth and nobility, which makes it easy for people to feel close to him.

And this made it easier for him to collect information and intelligence.

Someone once asked the pavilion master, why does this Luoqiu fish have such a temperament?

The pavilion master Jiu'an glanced at him, but smiled and said nothing.

The real reason, of course, is that he himself came from a family of officials and eunuchs!
When Luo Qiuyu was not called Luo Qiuyu, he was the third son of a court official, but he was just a concubine.

At that time, he thought about winning the favor of the official's father with his own ability, so as to win a place in the family.

Of course, he did get the favorite of the official's father, especially his paintings are particularly brilliant.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the official's father's love directly brought him a fatal disaster.

In order to prevent him from seizing the family property, his brothers from the direct descendants united and drove him out of the mansion by design.

His mother was so out of breath that she couldn't get sick, and finally died.

And he was penniless, and it was because of his brothers that no one dared to help him.

Later, when he was hungry and cold, he ate a steamed bun and was chased and kicked on the road. For the first time, he felt a hatred for himself.

Hating myself for being incompetent can neither change my own destiny, nor save my mother, nor even save my own life.

On the day of heavy rain, he fell into a pool of blood, holding the dirty steamed bun in his hand, tears streaming down his face.

Then, out of nowhere, the rain stopped on him.

The rain around him was still there, but the rain above his head was gone, so he had to look up.

Then, he saw the boy holding an oil-paper umbrella, looking at him quietly, and said, "Do you want to have a bowl of hot noodle soup with me?"

He never believed that there would be pies in the sky, let alone that someone would treat him well for no reason.

Therefore, he just looked at this gentle and smiling young man with red eyes, watched the rain hit him, watched him hold the umbrella still, and waited earnestly for his answer.

"Why?" he asked.

Yeah, why treat him... well?

Hearing this, the gentle and gentle young man looked him up and down, and said, "I thought that people who are at the end of the road would hope for a change."

(End of this chapter)