I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 223
not so.

The experience of going to Hongxiu Zhao last time was a nightmare for Meng Ci.

Besides, she is a daughter, and she went with Song Ying. Although Song Ying was talking about fooling around, she was actually a modest gentleman and would not really behave out of line.

But this Helian technique...

Meng Ci always felt that he was not that simple.

She refused at the moment, but soon there was news from the palace that His Majesty ordered Meng Ci, Shen Yi and Song Ying to take He Lianshu to see him.

When she was at work, some of Meng Ci's male colleagues would entertain clients to wash their feet and massage their feet. At that time, she still thought that she did not have such benefits.

Unexpectedly, this time, he could go to the brothel at public expense, and the imperial court would reimburse all expenses.

Master Lu, Minister of Honghe Temple, patted Meng Ci on the shoulder: "Vice Envoy Meng is really lucky, but it's a pity..."

As he said that, he glanced at Meng Ci's crotch, and then encouraged: "However, if Deputy Envoy Meng puts his mind to it and tries it, maybe there will be a different harvest!"

Ah……

Ha ha ha.

Regardless of whether he was secretly happy or resisted, when the lights first came on, the four Meng Ci, who were dressed in casual clothes, had already arrived at the door of Hongxiu Zhao.

He Lianshu raised his eyebrows and rubbed his hands together: "This is the most famous red sleeve move in Kyoto, it smells like that!"

He looks good, but his behavior is relatively vulgar, and he doesn't speak like a prince, and there is often a lecherous light in his eyes.

Especially when reading Meng Ci, there is always a deep meaning hidden.

Song Ying is a frequent visitor here, and she put her arms around Sister Ling's shoulders as soon as she entered the door: "I brought you a new customer again, why don't Sister Ling accompany me tonight?"

Sister Ling, who was dressed in red, gave him a slap in the face: "Don't make fun of me, an old lady!"

He Lianshu's eyes wandered up and down Sister Ling, hehehe: "As expected of Mama-sang in a top club, look at this charm..."

As he said that, he reached out to pinch Sister Ling's waist.

Song Ying took Sister Ling back, avoiding his hand, and said with a smile: "Fifth Young Master, there are plenty of young and beautiful girls with red sleeves, Fifth Young Master, don't worry!"

Sister Ling also smiled at her face: "Yes, yes, yes, Fifth Young Master, you should save some energy, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle the young and beautiful girl later!"

"How is that possible?" He Lianshu slapped his chest, "Yeyu Five Girls, it's no problem!"

While talking, he stopped pestering Sister Ling and went upstairs impatiently, clamoring to find the best girl in this building.

Meng Ci was two steps behind, grabbed Song Ying, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what the clubhouse and Mama Sang mean?"

Song Ying shook her head: "I don't know, it should be Huns slang, right?"

After all, there are cultural differences, and it is understandable that He Lianshu burst out some weird words.

Meng Ci's heart sank slightly.

The author is not rigorous in writing this book, and modern vocabulary often appears, but the entire main story line is in Kyoto, in Dachu.It stands to reason that there are such words, Song Ying should know about them.

Could it be...

Standing at the stairs on the second floor, He Lianshu turned around to stare at Meng Ci, and said with a smile, "Why doesn't Mr. Meng come up? With so many beautiful girls, Deputy Envoy Meng might not be able to bear it?"

Meng Ci smiled softly: "Young Master Wu, please don't joke. I have an illness, and it's not a secret thing. I'm here to accompany you to have fun today!"

He Lianshu smiled deeply, his eyes fixed on Meng Ciping's chest, and said ambiguously: "It's not that Mr. Meng is not good, he must have restrained his own nature all the time!"

Shen Yi frowned, dragged Meng Ci behind him, blocked He Lianshu's lewd and scrutinizing sight, and said coldly: "There are so many girls, isn't it enough for Fifth Young Master to be happy?"

He Lianshu raised his eyebrows, and his expression was even more playful: "Mr. Meng and Mr. Shen have a very good brotherhood!"

Song Ying hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Let's go, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, let's not keep the girls waiting! Fifth son, let me show you the top card of our red sleeve move!"

Several people entered the room, He Lianshu wandered around, grabbed this one to look at that, and tsk-tsk in his mouth.

The general idea is, I didn't expect a brothel to have such a background.

Many of the items in this room are antiques, and any one you take will cost hundreds of taels of silver.

The girls are coming soon.

There are two familiar faces.

Full and thoughtful.

Seeing Meng Ci, he smiled and winked, and made a Xin'er mouth.

Meng Ci covered his face, this girl who endured humiliation still remembered the person she lost last time!
He Lianshu wished to keep all the girls, but he only had two hands. In the end, he grabbed Manman and Sisi, one for his hands and one for his eyes, and said very generously, "You can pick whatever you want, you're welcome!"

It was as if he was paying the bill tonight.

Song Ying waved her folding fan and said, "I come to this place often, so I won't let anyone accompany me today!"

Meng Ci raised his eyebrows: "Hey, is the sun coming out from the west?"

Song Ying smiled casually: "I used to be alone, so I can be happy and happy, but now I also have a fiancée, so I naturally want to keep myself clean."

Meng Ci's face changed: "You, are you and Nan Ge serious?"

Song Ying quickly shook her head: "Of course not, whoever wants to marry that tigress, but even if it's a fake, you have to follow the rules and save face for her. Even if she is a tiger, she's still a tigress!"

Meng Ci gave a thumbs up.

Not bad.

She didn't have any burdens, and she went to the countryside to follow the customs and ordered a girl who looked ordinary and didn't look too lively, so she probably wouldn't be too proactive.

To avoid embarrassment for a while.

She looked around, and finally pointed to a girl in a red dress: "Brother, just choose that one!"

The corner of Shen Yi's mouth was frozen, he gave her a cold look, and gritted his teeth: "No need!"

"It's okay, we're paying for it..."

He Lianshu pulled out his face from his full chest, with a fascinated expression: "Yes, yes, yes, we must choose one, we have all arrived here, why are you pretending to be Liu Xiahui! Everyone is a man, even Prince Meng let go , Mr. Shen, what are you pretending, Nan Ge is not here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them looked at him in unison.

He Lianshu chuckled: "My last sentence is to the King of England!"

Meng Ci has already put his arms around the girl named Miaoshou. This girl is not outstanding, but her waist is soft, and her hand feels...

This expression of hers fell into Shen Yi's eyes, and he felt a fire in his lower abdomen, which rushed to the top of his head in a jiffy.

He no longer objected, and the girl in red, Hong Yi, sat down next to him.

He Lianshu is really lustful.

In front of so many people, Meng Ci couldn't bear to look at Manman like a greasy middle-aged man.

The red dress looks bright and beautiful, and her voice is nice.

She poured two glasses of wine, winking at Shen Yi like silk: "Mr. Shen, let's have a drink!"

(End of this chapter)