Princess Against the World

Could it be said that fat people value **** over friends, and have a wife, forget her brother? !

But as far as she knows, Fatty is not such a person!

The young man is very observant, and he sneered and laughed: "Three young masters, if you have anything, the young one can convey it..."

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and smiled: "No need...you don't have to tell him, I've been here!"

"Yes!"

The little boy wailed and bowed to send Ling Luoyu away.

Ling Luoyu's thoughts were all on Feng Chenglin, and he walked into Jude Teahouse absent-mindedly.

Cha Shui Xiao Er greeted him with open eyebrows: "San Young Master, Second Master is waiting for you in the No. 7 private room upstairs..."

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and responded, lifted his clothes upstairs, and opened the door of No. 7 elegant room.

"Second Uncle..."

"what!"

A woman's scream came, and Ling Luoyu raised his eyes in shock.

A gorgeous woman was tidying up her clothes and glanced quickly, somewhere half exposed.

And on the brocade couch behind her, a man lay there lazily, his eyes faintly looking over, calmly and calmly.

It seemed that Ling Luoyu was hitting the two of them.

Now he held his forehead with his hand to cover his eyes.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong room... You two continue, continue..."

At the moment when the door was closed, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but look at the man curiously again.

His long hair was loose and untied, hanging down on the brocade, aqua-blue silk and satin robe pressed under him casually.

The complexion is fair and tender, almost pale, silver eyebrows are like cream, black eyes are like stars, and the **** thin lips under the nose peak are smeared with a faint ruddy color.

Such a man is full of luxury.

As for the woman, she looks good, but the powder has a strong smell. Even if the golden hairpin, jade hairpin, and peony silk dress, it is difficult to hide her vulgar color.

How could such a fresh and refined man hook up with such a vulgar fan? !

The moment the door closed, the corners of the man's lips faded with playfulness.

"interesting!"

The woman was still tidying up her clothes in a panic: "I have been caught, what else does it mean?!"

"Calm down, calm, calm and calm! Interesting...interesting!"

The man's fingertips lightly hooked, and a stream of light faded from his black eyes, which was wrapped around the woman's wrist.

"Everyone is gone, what else are you wearing? Let's continue..."

Ling Luoyu stepped back three steps and looked up at the Yajian.

Number six.

She just looked down and thought about Feng Chenglin, and didn't look up at the number, but pushed the door in as she guessed the same.

When he walked to Room No. 7 on the side, Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and he looked at No. 6 suddenly.

"Have you made a mistake?! You don't bring down the latch when you work in broad daylight?!"

In the mumble, she opened the door and entered.

She was more cautious this time.

The door was opened wide when he saw Ling Yunxi standing in front of the window.

"Second Uncle..."

"Hush!" Ling Yunxi suddenly pressed his lips and called Ling Luoyu forward: "Yu'er, look at this..."

In the southwest corner of the teahouse, a group of beggars are gathered together, enjoying the sun.

"what happened?"

"They are not beggars!"

Ling Luoyu stared at it, and soon discovered the clues.

The places where these beggars are naked and exposed are dark and dirty, but underneath their necks inadvertently exposed, they are clean and white.

"I often walk in the capital. I basically know all beggars big and small... these people are just new faces!"

Ling Yun looked at Ling Luoyu from the west and lowered his voice.

"Are they here for us?!"