Love in Xuancheng

Shen Shixuan stares at his eyes and carefully looks at the third brother who doesn't look like the third brother in front of him. Heart: No, he has to cry, make trouble and hang himself. Go through the procedure!

It's unrealistic to accept too quickly and too easily.

Shen Boyan straightened his chest and looked back firmly. "I'll fight for the little ice! Brothers, remember what you promised me!"

"A gentleman's word is irretrievable! Brothers will not break their word!" Shen Moyu held back a smile and promised him solemnly.

It turned out that he decided to accept it for the sake of small ice! That's normal!

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Palace Banquet

Three days later, a group of dancers put on their makeup and went to the Royal Palace of sadro tribe in Si banner to cheer up for the Spring Festival banquet. Shen Boyan's pseudonym is Bo Ji, with a light gauze half covering his face. He is wearing a treasure blue dress and holding a pipa. He is flirting with the dancer and dancing with music. If he doesn't pay attention, he really can't see it.

As envoys, Shen Moyu and Shen Shixuan were of course invited and arranged in the VIP seat. When they were pushing cups and changing lamps, they couldn't help glancing at the familiar figure in the dancer. At this glance, I almost couldn't help laughing on the spot.

Shen Boyan keenly felt the two strange glances from the VIP seat. Looking back, it was his two gloating brothers. At this time, they were all red faced, tightly pursed their lips, and green tendons protruding from laughter. Shen Boyan looked back provocatively, swinging his posture and twisting more charming, scratching with a soft smile on his face, It's hard to hold a smile, isn't it? Let you bully me! See how long you can hold it!

After a dance, the dancers stepped down from both sides and dispersed into the banquet to pour wine and cloth dishes for you.

Bo Ji quietly went to the goatee man and leaned on his side to help him pour wine and food. The goatee man smiled obscene on his face, stretched out his hand to hold Bo Ji's slim waist and fed her a drink. From time to time, he came forward to kiss Bo Ji's tender white face, but they were skillfully avoided by Bo Ji.

"My Lord, you are a great national teacher below one person and above ten thousand people. How dare a little girl, a dancer, cling to you? Don't break my house." Bo Ji drooped her eyelids and whispered in a small shy face. The shy little appearance made the goat's beard, that is, the great national master's blood gushed in an instant. His mind was blank. He stared at Bo Ji Lengshen with a squint of color. His saliva flowed from his slightly open lips and fell on his front bit by bit along the goat's whiskers. After a while, they soaked a large area. Fortunately, their clothes were full of embroidered brocades, which could not be seen even if they were wet, At best, it just makes the wet part darker.

Bo Ji raised her eyes slightly, blushed, and said angrily, "great national master -"

That's a terrible sound! The grand master couldn't help shivering all over. If he was shocked, he suddenly regained his consciousness. He raised his hand and wiped it back on his mouth. He smiled at Bo Ji, picked up a snack, took Bo Ji's slim waist and wanted to feed her.

Bo Ji hurriedly grabbed the dessert and quickly sent it to the great master's mouth with her backhand. She looked wronged and said, "my Lord, how can you feed the little girl? What I know is that adults love the little girl. What I don't know is that the little girl has no rules and doesn't understand dignity and inferiority! Do you want the little girl to become a target of public criticism and be said to be a witch who will bring disaster to the country and the people?"