Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 404 The Brothel Night is Young (4)

"Which girl did Mr. Ran fall in love with to sing such a lingering tune?" A man walked to the railing, looked at the crowd at his feet, and asked with a smile.

Young Master Ran pondered for a moment, then said: "I'll ask Young Master Ximen to guess this man. "

He smiled meaningfully and walked into the room calmly.

Seeing Young Master Ran's back, Ximen Yihong was inexplicably panicked, so he quickly followed up and said, "Please ask Young Master Ran for advice."

Young Master Ran shook his folding fan lightly, looking relaxed. He picked up the glazed teacup on the table and took a sip. He was elegant and natural, with outstanding temperament. "Young Master Ximen, do you still remember Xia Weichou?"

The folding fan in Ximen Yihong's hand slumped to the ground, his deep pupils suddenly constricted together, and the trace of panic was completely revealed. In just this moment, his complexion became much paler, and his lips became pale. He whispered: "Remember?" .”

How could he not remember!The woman he had witnessed committing suicide in front of him, the woman he had loved with all his heart, was only because of family interests that made him give up on her!He never thought that she would end her life in such a cruel way!The sadness and hatred in her eyes before she died was something he had never forgotten in the past few years.

Young Master Ran sneered, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but the smile deepened a little: "I saw her sister."

"What!" Ximen Yihong strode up to her, "Wan Zhu is still alive?"

That night, he thought that everyone in the Xia family was dead. He never thought that someone would come out alive. He never thought that Xia Wanzhu would fall down!

Gongziran picked up a glazed teacup and poured a cup of tea. A few pieces of tea rose and fell with the tea, but the fragrance of tea filled the whole room.

He handed the tea to Ximen Yihong, with a low voice, "It's just that you shouldn't recognize her now, but Mr. Ximen should know better than me why she appeared. You, do you understand?"

Ximen Yihong clasped his fists at Young Master Ran, and said respectfully: "Please give Young Master Ran some pointers."

Gongzi Ran was playing with the folding fan in his hand, the white feather fan bones set off his well-articulated, white and delicate fingers.

"Your Ximen family has been kind to your teacher. Master watched the sky at night and calculated that Mr. Ximen's catastrophe is coming in the near future. He specially sent Ran down the mountain to help him overcome the catastrophe. The teacher's order is hard to break. Ran must do my best."

Those peach blossom eyes were so deep that Ximen Yihong couldn't see through them, covering his pupils like a layer of mist, he couldn't guess what Young Master Ran was thinking at the moment.

Two stunning men suddenly appeared on the bustling street, one was upright and handsome.A peach eye is affectionate and has a natural temperament.

After seeing the two of them, the surrounding women lost their usual reservedness, and the charming smile of their daughter danced on their faces.

The noisy street became quiet because of the arrival of the two of them.

The old bustard was the first to see Ximen Yihong and the two, so she hurried up to meet her, showed her signature smile, and gave a slight salute, "I've seen my boss."

Ximen Yihong smiled, and he was also a handsome young man, "Get up. This is my friend Gong Ziran, you must serve him well and don't neglect him."

"That's natural."

The old bustard raised her head and glanced at Young Master Ran, but was shocked by his outstanding temperament, she was stunned on the spot for a while, and soon she realized her salute, so she smiled at Young Master Ran, "I have met Young Master Ran."

The young master shook the paper-dyeing fan lightly, and the corners of his mouth deepened, "Aunt Hong is no more polite."

But his torch-like burning gaze fell on Xia Wanzhu behind the old bustard.

　Different brothel stories, talk about a love-hate relationship, tell about a night of pear blossoms and rain, I hope you like it, this story may not be too long, it is an emotional work for a moment of joy.Tomorrow is September [-]st, and my friends are about to start school. I hope you will study hard in the new semester and make progress every day. Huanhuan is here with Xiaomanyao, waiting for you with this book. Ten more is over. , good night sweet dreams~~~~
　　
　
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