Chapter 64:Who is cheaper?

Duolong and Zhang Kangnian looked at each other, and the same thought flashed through their minds: Brother Wei's twins are the best. It would be terrible for other women to compete with each other and become jealous.

After being impulsive, Shui Sheng couldn't help but regret it now. He glanced at Song Qingshu fearfully, and seeing that he was noncommittal, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue quietly. It was really cute. Fortunately, they were far away from the crowd, otherwise a group of grown men would see him. She is obviously dressed in men's clothing, but she behaves like a little girl, which may cause another kind of disturbance.

Xia Qingqing couldn't help but stamp her feet, and glanced at Song Qingshu angrily, wondering why this Wei Xiaobao was so stupid. The answer was presented to him, but other men took advantage of it. She couldn't help but start thinking about what to use later. Why did you invite him to your room...

Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw Xia Qingqing's eyes that seemed to be smiling but also angry, his heart couldn't help but tremble. He couldn't help clearing his throat and said, "There happens to be someone here. For a couplet, I hope Miss Youyou will advise you."

Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up and she thought to herself, no matter how bad you are, I still have an excuse to invite you into the room for a while. Anyway, this girl is the referee, and I have the final say tonight!

"Young Master Wei is so talented, what he does must be extraordinary?"

Song Qingshu stood up, hiding his inner strength, and sent his answer into everyone's ears: "Miss Youyou's first couplet is 'Smoke Locks Pond Willow', and the lower couplet is 'Peach Burning Jinjiangdi'."

Regardless of whether the couplet that everyone had previously commented on was good or bad, there was always a group of people commenting after the second couplet was given. As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, the place fell into a strange silence.

Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes were filled with color, and she secretly glanced at Song Qingshu's side profile, feeling extremely melancholy in her heart: "It would be great if my cousin had his literary talent..."

Xia Qingqing glanced at him in surprise, looked around, and pursed her lips with a smile: "Young master Wei is really the best tonight. I believe you all have no objections, right?"

"Okay!" A group of people cheered loudly. Everyone lingered in the land of fireworks, and at least they still had some manners. To put it crudely, although everyone is a prostitute, there is still a bottom line for prostitutes. Song Qingshu's answer was indeed the best in the audience. No one would be so blind as to pick a bone at this time.

"In that case, Youyou would like to invite Mr. Wei to go upstairs and talk." Xia Qingqing smiled brightly, leaving a graceful figure that made the whole audience drool, and disappeared into the back hall.

Soon a maid came forward to invite him: "Mr. Wei, my girl is here to invite you."

Song Qingshu was struggling in his heart, should he go or not? If I go, my glorious and majestic image will inevitably be damaged. If I don't go...well, I'm still a man!

With a smile on his face, Song Qingshu politely followed the maid and walked upstairs amidst the envious eyes of a group of men.

"Big pervert, dead lecher!" Shui Sheng felt agitated, sat down and poured himself several glasses of water and wine.

"Sister Shui, Mr. Song is elegant and extraordinary. This trip may not be as... unbearable as others think." Wang Yuyan blushed, she couldn't say the obscene word. Seeing Shui Sheng looking jealous, she was also a woman, Can't help but explain.

"What does he want to do have anything to do with me..." Shui Sheng forced a smile, rested his chin on his hands, and sat in a daze.

"Uh, why is the hall so deserted? Where is Brother Song?" Wei Xiaobao had just come back and asked doubtfully, with resentment in his heart. He slipped into the wine cellar by a familiar route and happened to meet a boy having an affair with a maid. Although it was a feast for the eyes, I had to hide in the wine cellar for a long time, so it took me so long to come back.

"What!" Hearing that Song Qingshu was invited into the boudoir by the oiran girl Youyou, Wei Xiaobao looked strange and felt heartbroken: "Grandma is such a bear. Grandpa, I went through a lot of hardships before I replaced the wine sent to the oiran's room with Mishun wine. I'm sorry." Thinking... who knows that it's all cheap for him!

Well, speaking of being with this pretty boy, his luck in love would be greatly damaged... Wei Xiaobao glanced at Wang Yuyan and Shui Sheng, who didn't pay any attention to him, and felt resentful in his heart.

Following the maid to a quiet hut, Song Qingshu smelled the sweet fragrance of rouge, and for a moment he felt as if he had been in another world. Back then, he entertained some business partners, and he often visited these romantic places. "I don't know what the famous prostitutes in ancient times are like in modern times." Compared with the vixen, who has better methods..."

"Master Wei, please come in and sit down." When Song Qingshu was stunned, the sweet and seductive voice of the girl came from behind the bead curtain.

After sitting down next to her, Song Qingshu had the opportunity to take a closer look at her. He saw that she had changed into a light green gauze skirt, and her long black hair fell to her shoulders. She was endlessly charming and lazy. A thin layer of makeup was applied to her face, and her brows and corners of her eyes were full of spring, and her watery eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

Glancing at her half-smiling, half-smiling, Ye Feiye eyes, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but turn red, and she subconsciously lowered her head and didn't dare to look again.

Xia Qingqing smiled in her heart, everyone said that Wei Xiaobao was a lustful person, but who knew he was so shy.

Now that she is a married woman, she has long since lost her virginity. In addition, she comes from a family background, so she doesn't have so many scruples in her words and deeds. She only wants to complete the task without revealing any flaws, and she doesn't mind at all. Show the other person all kinds of styles that originally belonged to Yuan Chengzhi alone.

Song Qingshu, however, was a little annoyed why he acted like a junior brother. It was not that he had never experienced it when he was acting on the occasion, so he immediately collected his thoughts, raised his head and smiled and asked, "I don't know what the third question is for Miss Youyou?"

"The night is long and there is plenty of time, so why should you be so impatient?" Xia Qingqing stared and smiled, "Today I see you, you are a great talent, and you are very impressed. Let me offer you a cup first."

Seeing the other's slender hand holding the wine glass, Song Qingshu's mouth was dry for a while, and he stretched out his hand to take it, but accidentally touched the other's soft skin.

A gleam of coldness flashed in Xia Qingqing's eyes, thinking that if it was to delay time and wait for Big Brother Yuan and the others to clean up the surrounding guards, he would have to kill him with a sword.

Song Qingshu was completely unaware of the murderous intent hidden in Ruanrouxiang, and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp. The wine in his stomach immediately turned into seven points of heat, but he couldn't erase the coldness that came from the other party's finger skin just now. comfortable feeling.

"Where is Miss Youyou from?" Song Qingshu asked. In his previous life, he often laughed at a friend who persuaded the lady to be good every time he went to the club. He didn't expect that he couldn't help feeling the same at this moment. He felt very sorry for such an outstanding person. How could he live in the world?

"Little girl has long forgotten," Xia Qingqing flashed a trace of nostalgia in her eyes, and said with a smile, "The beautiful city is beautiful tonight, why don't we talk about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, why bother to talk about those sad things?" The misery and helplessness are vividly interpreted.

"I'm being rude." Thinking that what she said just now might have touched on the sad things in her life, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little sorry, "This glass of wine should be my apology."

"Young master is Youyou's distinguished guest, how dare Youyou let you drink alone." Xia Qingqing smiled lightly, picked up the jug replaced by Wei Xiaobao, poured out a glass, and drank it down in one gulp.