Chapter 7: Also a young man? (")

Speaking of which, Yang Xiao and Xu Hui ran out of the woods one after another, and the sky was dark and hazy; the two of them chased and fought along the way, and they couldn't tell the whole story of their love.

As soon as I arrived at the main road, I saw a few torches illuminating the temple gate.

Yang Xiao slowed down and gently grabbed the little hand that was following behind him.

The hand was tender and smooth, and it was warm in the hand. Yang Xiao felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he could only hear a trembling voice behind him, "Yang Xiao, who is that person?"

"Big bull and the others!"

"What are you looking for? Is it necessary to go into the city so late?" Xu Hui's soft voice was a little worried.

Yang Xiao turned around, her eyes were as bright as stars in the darkness, and the faint fragrance pounced on her nose, which made a tenderness rise in Yang Xiao's heart. He pulled her with his big hand and hugged her in his arms, sighing softly: "I am just a down-and-out person, why are you lucky to be favored by you?"

"There are tricks of flying stars, and the heart is like thousands of knots in silk mesh. Do you understand?" Xu Hui said softly.

Yang Xiao's nose felt sour, and he tightly wrapped his slender waist in his arms, his voice was quite hoarse: "Of course I understand - do you want to go with me?"

Xu Hui's pink face was red, and her little mouth was exhaled like orchid: "I wish I would always be like walking on a qi, and I will walk on two sides again and stop."

"Okay, I'll take you with you tonight, but-"

"Just what?"

"The place I went to tonight was not very nice!" Yang Xiao smiled awkwardly.

Xu Hui broke free and glanced and said, "Did you go to that fireworks place?"

Yang Xiao smiled terrified, "It's not all, it's called Wangjiang Tower. Standing on the attic, the Luoshui River is all in sight. I heard that there are many talented men and beautiful women there, and it is common for me to write poems. Our Hui girl will definitely amazed the four of us."

"Have you been there many times?"

"No, it's not that simple. I heard that if you want to enter the attic, you must have real talent and knowledge when you eat twelve golden branches!"

Xu Hui's eyes shine brightly, her pretty face is full of hope, and she looks leisurely and fascinated.

Yang Xiao smiled in his heart. Yaya's little girl was really easy to deceive. But she said, "If you want to go, go back and change your clothes as soon as possible."

Xu Hui responded and ran away happily.

"Remember to dress up as a scholar--" Yang Xiao shouted at the graceful back.

"I know--"

At the entrance of Faming Temple, Daniu, Dadao and Xiaodao were walking around anxiously with torches. Seeing Yang Xiao coming out of the darkness, Xiaodao swept the anxious look on his face and quickly met: "Brother Xiao, where have you been? Go quickly and go, Young Master Qin must have arrived."

"You are worried about A Xiang!" Yang Xiao bounced a pop of corn on his forehead with his right hand and scolded him with a smile.

Xiaodao blushed and said embarrassedly: "She—she—is the courtesan of Wangjiang Tower—a talented woman. I don't know anything, I can only make irons."

Yang Xiao patted Xiaodao's shoulder and eyes flashed with a strange look: "Xiaodao, what's wrong with a talented woman? Isn't it just one nose and two eyes? Be braver and like others. After a while, you will say to her directly, 'Axiang, I like you, just like a mouse loves rice!' Then you send ninety-nine roses, oh! There are no roses now! Forget it, forget it, it's the same for you to pull out ninety-nine weeds, which is exactly what she is."

Dadao walked over with some anxiety after hearing this, and said intermittently: "Brother Xiao, this one is probably inappropriate"

Yang Xiaobiao glanced at him and said, "What do you know? You should not only have to be strong in chasing girls, but also have to strengthen your first impression! Do you understand the first impression?"

Everyone seemed to understand but not, and their heads were lit randomly like chickens pecking at rice.

Yang Xiao shook his head helplessly and scolded: "It means that she must always remember you. Even if she becomes someone else's wife in the future, when she is lying together and doing that, she misses you, do you know if she knows!"

"That's right!" Daniu gave a thumbs up in admiration and walked up. Brother Xiao is Brother Xiao, and he can think of this method.

"Come and go and pull it out now?" Xiaodao asked excitedly when he heard it.

Yang Xiao was stunned, fantasizing about how Ah Xiang looked when she was holding ninety-nine weeds, and couldn't help laughing: "Pull it out, of course, pull it out! Go quickly and go--"

Xiaodao shouted happily and ran away with the torch.

Wangjiang Tower.

A famous building in Luoyang rises up against the Luo River. The building is thirty-three feet high, meaning thirty-three days.

This is the world in heaven and earth. There are exquisite delicacies here - the twelve golden branches are famous all over the world; and the most talented prostitute Dong Xiangyun sits in Wangjiang Tower, echoing the Hongfu Girl on the banks of the Qinhuai River, one south and one north.

Just after the first update, the Luoshui River was already full of lights and wine. Various pleasure boats in the Luoshui River let the water flow, and a lantern on the bow of each boat was hanging high, reflecting the shimmering of the river; the orioles sing and swallows laughing in the curtains, and the sound of silk, bamboo and phoenix tubes were called as if to call on the talented men and tourists who were woven on the river bank. There was a constant stream of young men from the Wangjiang Tower, and the turbid world was coming and going in groups. This was a response to the sentence: "Although prosperous and peaceful, singing and dancing always bring peace."

Five strange young people came up on the bank embankment. Currently, a monk's garment is full of knots, his head is full of hair, his eyes are not connected, and he lingers on the body of a talented woman who is coming and going, muttering, "What 36ab cup, buttocks are first-class, and his hands are so good that he feels backward...", and he let out a few lewd laughs from time to time. He was so shocked that others retreated and walked away from afar. Needless to say, this person was Yang Xiao.

Xu Hui was already blushing when she heard it, and Cherry was so angry that she was squeezing high. She kept pinching Yang Xiao's arm, twisting him so hard that he screamed in pain, which made Xiaodao and the others laugh.

After a while, a few people came downstairs of Wangjiang. Young Master Qin led two Jun brothers up.

"Brother Xiao, why did it arrive at this time?"

Yang Xiao tilted his face and glanced at the two young masters beside Mr. Qin. Seeing that his skin was as delicate as jade, thin as jade, and was wearing a wide blue shirt, it was quite inappropriate. He thought to himself: "Can you be a young girl like Meitu?" So he looked carefully, and he was amazed by this look, and he was saliva. He saw that the two men had slender eyebrows, bright eyes, and they looked quite similar. Xiao Qiong's lips under his nose were red and white, and there was no knot in his throat. A pair of pigeons on his chest were slightly ups and downs, standing together like a pair of lotus flowers competing for beauty and beauty, reflecting each other.

Yang Xiao sighed and said in admiration: "I said to Mr. Qin, you are such a trick. Where did you find two mistresses? You are so charming."

"What are you saying? The dog can't spit out ivory!" The man on the left looked straight and his eyebrows were raised, his eyes widened, and his jade teeth were lightly biting his eyes as if he was eating people.

Young Master Qin hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to the angry 'Young Master': "Sister, don't be angry anymore. Brother Xiao is a bad person, but he is very kind."

"Hmph!" The girl turned her head and whispered to the other person.

Yang Xiao was stunned and laughed: "Sorry, sorry, it turns out it's your sister."

Young Master Qin smiled awkwardly: "I know I can't hide it from you, Brother Xiao. I heard that everyone has to hand in a poem if they want to enter Wangjiang Tower tonight. There is no way, so I have to ask my sister and cousin to help. You offend her this time, what should I do?" Young Master Qin looked at Yang Xiao anxiously.

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and his intestines were regretful. Yaya, Wangjianglou hypes, and he insisted on making "lustful" poems and "match" pairs. Could it be that I really want to be a literary thief? No, no! People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat, and I don't want to be a target for people so early. But hehe, it's okay, I brought a family treasure - Hui Yatou, who is two, two waves against four waves, three girls and six breasts - Zeng Daoren's special code, and thought of this lewd smile on his face and swept towards the three of them's breasts.

Xu Hui gave him a blank look, walked to the two of them gently, and said with a little blessing: "Two sisters, Yang Xiao is ignorant of the humiliation of you, please forgive me, my little sister, I apologize for you."

The two were startled, and then smiled and shouted: "Can you be so--"

Xu Hui nodded and whispered in her ears.

After a while, the three of them chattered and chattered, as if they had been friends for many years, and threw Yang Xiao and the others aside.

Yang Xiao shook his head. It is true in which dynasty three women play. Whether it is good, let them get familiar with each other first-class beauties. At that time, I will play with the dragon and horse spirit, and play with the dragon and the phoenix show auspiciousness, and the piano and zither are harmonious. Haha, by the way, some moves of dragon and snake flying, and the dragon and tiger leaping will definitely be cool.

"Sister - Let's go in first." Looking at Yang Xiao's lewd look, Miss Qin glared fiercely, and walked in with her hands.

Xu Hui looked back frequently with some difficulty, her eyes full of apology.

"Sister, wait, there's me!" Young Master Qin ran after him and disappeared at the door in a while.

Yang Xiao stayed there in a daze, and Yaya said to her wife and broke the soldiers. My mouth was so cheap. How could I get in with such a stall? I want to "lewd" four poems?

Xiaodao walked up with flowers and plants: "Brother Xiao, what should I do this time?"

"What should I do? Cold salad! Each of you will write me a poem!" Yang roared.

"Brother Xiao, you don't know. Only if it recognizes us, how could we recognize it?" Xiaodao felt weak in his heart, and his face responded in a low voice like a bitter gourd.

"Oh--" Yang Xiao sighed, "Big Niu, go in and see how Wangjiang Tower collects poetry."

"Damn, collect the corpse, the crow's mouth! Bah, bah, bah, bah—" Yang Xiao thought and marked a few saliva hard. He was so shocked that the talented man and beautiful woman who passed by were scattered. The monks and beasts cursed in his heart: "Where did the wild monks come from? They dare to come to Wangjiang Tower to play wild!"

After a while, the big bull ran back with a breath of breath.

"Brother Xiao, there are many people inside. If you want to go to the second floor, everyone has to hand in a poem. The poem has to pass the assessment. The people who write the poem have several long rows."

"Did you see Master Qin?"

"See. Mr. Qin's cousin knows the shopkeeper, so I'll go up first."

Yang Xiao jumped up and cursed, "Looking up, queuing up, tmd doesn't do Spring Festival travel; this stinky girl, I have to wait until the second half of the night if I want to eat the twelve golden branches! It must be the one who made it by Mr. Qin, so I deliberately don't let us eat it."

"No, no!" Big Niu Ru shook her head like a rattle: "Young Master Qin wanted to come over and call you, but his sister refused to let her go, but she said something--"

"What's the matter?"

"She said, aren't you brother Xiao quite capable? He won my brother's twelve golden branches. Since he is so capable, he will ask him to come to the third floor to eat."

Yang Xiao was stunned and returned to the third floor. Isn’t this difficult for me? What the hell is Wangjiang Tower breaking the rules? Going to the second floor, one poem goes to the third floor and one pair of pairs of shoes. This poem is understandable, such as the bright moonlight in front of the bed and two pairs of shoes on the ground. I can recite a few poems, but who knows what pair of pairs is, and it’s still clear how much ink it is. Damn! It would be better if it was more "lustful".
Chapter completed!