In the restaurant, people come and go, the wine is filled with fragrance, and there is a lively scene.

In the private room on the second floor, Ji Yue sat lazily, listening to the little singer singing.

The little singer is wearing plain clothes and silver decorations, which looks very plain and pitiful, with sweet singing voices, which is very pitiful.

Jiyue held her chin and drank wine, and her bright eyes were extremely lively.

Suddenly a young man stepped forward and pulled and pulled, the singing stopped, and the little singer dodged back in panic.

Bandong was a little worried, "Master, do you want to help?"

Mu Jipeng's eyes were slightly condensed, "Look first."

The young prince is the son of the prefect, with his surname Fang, who likes to play with flowers and has constant romantic affairs.

When I saw the beautiful girl, I couldn't walk. My eyes were clear and stared at the delicate little singer, and walked up to pull, "Let's go back home with me, I will give you a delicious and spicy drink."

Oh, the little hands are so soft and the feel is good.

The little singer was full of panic and struggled desperately, "I beg the young master to let the little girl go. The little girl is mourning for her mother, which is inconvenient..."

Mr. Fang was stunned for a moment, "Filial piety? It's bad luck, but it doesn't matter. I don't mind you. Serve me is the most important thing. Follow me."

He looked like a pig brother, lustful and very vulgar.

The little singer's eyes were red, and she was crying anxiously, "Young Master, please be kind, the little girl is not worthy of going to your house."

Young Master Fang was lustful and said anxiously, "I said you should be worthy, and leave quickly."

He forced the person out, and the anxious little singer shouted for help, "Help, help."

Everyone looked at each other, at a loss. The hotel shopkeeper and the waiter looked at each other, frightened in their hearts that this young master Fang could not afford to offend him.

Everyone knows that he is the son of the prefect and has an old grandmother who dotes on him as much as his life.

Seeing this, Mr. Fang became even more aggressive, "Don't toast or not eat and punish the wine, I will be furious, I will not have the best fruits you have."

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded, "What fruit? I love eating fruit the most."

I saw a few maids walking downstairs surrounded by a beautiful woman. The woman was beautiful and graceful, with a shallow smile and a picturesque eyebrows, which made people shine.

Mr. Fang looked straight at me. This girl looks even better and I really want to take it home to hide it.

He saliva came out when he saw it, "Okay, I like beautiful girls the most. When you go home with me, I will help you with any delicacies you want to eat."

Bandong wanted to slap him over, and he wanted to dig his eyes off and make a leukograph.

Jiyue stood tall and graceful, and everyone's attention was shifted to her.

She seemed to be a dazzling light that caught everyone's eyes.

Beautiful without knowing it is truly beautiful.

She smiled slightly, calmly and elegantly, "I don't believe it."

Young Master Fang looked obsessed and his head was like a muddy, "Ah, don't believe it? Do you know who I am?"

He looked swaying and wanted to let the beauty opposite him look at him in a different way.

Ji Yue smiled slightly, "Prince Prince? Or Prince?"

Mr. Fang looked confused and felt despised. He was embarrassed and angry. However, he was still very gentle to the beauty. "...I am the son of the prefect of Liangzhou, with his surname Fang. If you go and inquire, I am the most pity for me. As long as I am obedient, everything will be easy to discuss."

Everything is easy to discuss? Jiyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him a few times.
Chapter completed!