Xia Ling felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

The original owner was nearly ten years younger than Ji Xingchen, in ancient times, Ji Xingchen was twenty-seven years old, as the eldest son of the Ji family, he didn't even have a room, it was really strange in the capital.

People say that Ji Xingchen has a hidden disease.

Yesterday in their cave room, Xia Ling could feel that Ji Xingchen still had a reaction, but it was because of the reaction that Xia Ling had a sense of crisis.

Drinking tea in Qinglou Chun? Fool whom?

Xia Ling pursed her lips, thinking about how she should take Ji Xingchen's words when they returned to Ji's house.

*

Here, Ji Yuan smiled, and a cheeky person would not feel embarrassed that no one spoke anywhere.

He poured tea for Ji Xingchen, but Ji Xingchen didn't respond.

Turning his head, Ji Yuan accosted Ji Xingchen's friend.

"Brother Tai looks very mighty, is he a person from the rivers and lakes and a martial arts master?"

"Brother Tai looks at the sturdy body, has he practiced a good knife technique?"

"What is the surname of Brother Tai, what is the reason for coming to the capital, if you need it, come to me at any time. Although I, Ji Yuan, am fooling around in the capital, I have made a lot of friends, and there are some things that my eldest brother may not be able to do, so he will find me useful. ”

……

Ji Yuan has a beautiful face, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his eyes are full of color.

When she doesn't speak, she looks like a stunning beauty.

He sat and spoke with his mouth wide open, revealing his clear manly voice.

With such a look and a disobedient voice, it makes people vomit blood when they look at it.

The beauty has become a gentleman, Gu Wuwei took a mouthful of old blood, and he couldn't look at Ji Yuan.

This is really deceived, too spicy eyes.

"Well, it's a Jianghu person, and the master can't talk about it."

"It's a knife practice."

"Come to the capital to talk about business."

Gu Wuwei cherishes words like gold, Ji Yuan said a lot of sentences, he should only say one or two sentences, and his mouth was still short.

Ji Xingchen and Xia Ling were in charge of drinking tea.

But even so, Ji Yuan talked to himself, and the atmosphere in the entire private room was lively.

Ji Xingchen added another cup of tea to Xia Ling.

After sitting in the private room for a while, the time was about the same, the tea was enough, the people bought it, and they should go.

Ji Xingchen helped Xia Ling wipe the tea from the corner of her mouth.

Ji Xingchen's movements were very gentle and natural, just looking at the tea at the corner of Xia Ling's mouth, he naturally made a move.

However, as a bystander.

Ji Yuan, as a single dog, inexplicably felt that he had been abused.

Don't wait for him to speak.

Ji Xingchen looked at him and Gu Wuwei, smiled and spoke again.

"Brother Gu, my brother is stubborn, and I was bought by you in the Qinglou today. If you give out real money, this person will be yours with real money. ”

"Cut off half of the silver taels, and fifteen thousand pieces of silver, and the oiran shall be yours for a month. What do you think? ”

Gu Wuwei: "What's the use of me asking for a man?" ”

He was from the Cao Gang, and he came to find Ji Xingchen just to go through the back door.

It doesn't matter if the 30,000 silver is given to Ji Xingchen, as long as he takes the money to do things, the most afraid is that Ji Xingchen will not accept money.

Gu Wuwei refused, but Ji Yuan glared at him instead, feeling very shameless, and turned to Ji Xingchen.

"Big brother! What do you mean? What is the Oiran to return to this big man for a month! I'm a dignified man, can't you let me pretend to be a woman for a month? Aren't you worried about my reputation? ”

Ji Xingchen: "What other reputation do you have?" ”

Ji Yuan was speechless for a while.

He fought cocks in the capital, and when he talked about him, he said that he was the second ancestor, a frequent visitor to Gool, where is his reputation?

People call him and Ji Luoqing 'the two evils of the capital'.