Immortal Immortal: Uncle, please give me a hug

"In other words, on that day, [-] cavalry from the Mu Kingdom were trapped in the Jiuqu Linglong Formation for three days without water or food. Mu Jiuke's iron training in the army, everyone was hungry, yellow and thin, with weak hands and feet, and tens of thousands of lives almost went to the west together. At that time, a young man in white felt sorry for the lives of thousands of soldiers, swung his long sword, and the world changed instantly. What a benevolent act it is to open the gate when you open your eyes, and not hurt the enemy's soldiers when you have the upper hand. Fortunately, Mu Jiuke is also a wise man, so he immediately retired and returned home! "The storyteller in his early twenties on the stage was quite handsome, and between the folding of the paper fan, saliva flew everywhere, as if he was in the scene.

Someone in the audience immediately asked: "Who is this young man in white, who has such ability, why has he never heard of it before?"

"Tch~, even Young Master Jin of the Yun Kingdom is so shy to hang out in Jinnan City without knowing it!" Young Master Jin was originally trapped in the capital of the Feng Kingdom and had never set foot in the rivers and lakes. Therefore, not as many people know him as the other eight young masters. It's just that after this battle, the reputation became very loud, and in Jinnan City, where the news was the most well-informed, there was someone who didn't know the name of Young Master Yun of the Kingdom of Yun, and everyone raised their voices in disgust.

The gentleman on the stage straightened his clothes, wore a signature smile, and smiled without saying a word.

"Young Master Yun Kingdom, I respect you."

"Sir, tell us now!"

"Come one, come one!" Among the obviously female-dominated crowd, the booing was louder and louder than usual. The young man in Tsing Yi on the second floor waved his sleeves, and a sharp-eyed boy was wearing copper-colored glasses. As the tray passed by, all the listeners offered their rewards one after another, stretched their ears and waited for the storyteller to continue talking.

The gentleman rolled his eyes towards the second floor, opened the folding fan and continued: "Young Master Jin, he is the third prince who is the descendant of Empress Yun Guoshui. He was once trapped in Fengguo Capital City for ten years. The Tao is that the young master is as dust-free as a fairy, and fell into the mortal world by mistake."

As the sound fell, there were red, green and green nympho-like people in the audience, who came out like this, but it attracted a lot of peach blossoms to the young master.

As for the culprit, Feng Qinghua glanced at it lightly, and Shui Wuyan immediately handed over the tea with a smile: "Qinghua won't be afraid that there will be hundreds of times more people who will rob you of Mr. Jin in the future, right?"

Feng Qinghua took a sip of the tea she handed over, put it down, and continued to look at her without saying a word.

Even she has learned to pretend to be deep, although the feeling is still a little bit worse, the latter coughed lightly, and asked with a smile: "Who did you learn this problem from? A good beauty has affectionate eyebrows, but now it becomes weird to stare at her like this." Infiltrating!"

"A Wu!" Feng Qinghua called out, and then asked with her chin in her hand, "Tell me, what did your evildoer say to Qingzhi that day? After all, he is also the prince of the Mu country, and he turned to help the Yun country. It seems that there is no way to explain it, but if it is not for him secretly."

There are some things that I really can't understand no matter how I think about it.

The latter smiled calmly: "That evildoer's mind has nine twists and turns, even the gods of Jiuluo can be detoured by him, how can you understand it!"

Young Master Xiyan is well known for her good strategy, but no matter how you listen to it, it sounds like she is more simple-minded?

Seeing the treachery on that man's face, Feng Qinghua curled her lips: "You are in the same boat as him, why do you say that about him!"

"Why can't I say, who else is on the same boat as that evildoer, whoever said it, drag it out and fight!" The latter retorted dissatisfied.

"Wrong, it should be on the same couch!" Feng Qinghua corrected immediately upon seeing this.

Shui Wuyan choked on a sip of tea, coughed for a long time, her face flushed from holding back, the latter laughed almost tremblingly and stood up to caress her back, so that Shui Wuyan could calm down.

It was just a few tricks with that evildoer in Luoshui Villa before, and one of them got carried away and passed on the couch. It was a coincidence that Feng Qinghua didn't come early or late, but he saw the two of them pressing down on the couch. Inseparable, they have always regarded the two of them as good gay friends, but in fact, there is no difference between them as gay friends.

The person who took a long time to catch his breath felt uncomfortable seeing her smile like this, and sighed faintly: "Feng Meiren, you and I have known each other for so many years, why do you turn a blind eye to my love for you?"

Hearing this yin and yang and strange tone, Feng Qinghua felt a chill rushing up from behind her back, and forced a smile to ask: "Didn't you say last time that you prefer those handsome young men? Me!"

"I originally liked handsome young men, but ever since I met my Feng Meiren, what are young men and handsome men are?" Shui Wuyan was talking, and before he knew it, the audience downstairs had receded, and the young storyteller had already gone on stage. Coming upstairs, the posture of playing with the folding fan is exactly the same as that evildoer.

While in a daze, he heard the man drinking a cup of tea, raised his eyes and asked, "Master Wuyan always said that he loves beautiful men in this life?"

"Meteor!" Shui Wuyan pulled him with a smile, and the latter took several steps back, afraid of being caught by her little expression of how to go, she didn't mind at all, and readily admitted on the face: " What I said is true, but I love both beauties and handsome men, but I still love golden gold the most. If I had known that your eloquence is so good, I should have told the evildoer to let you stay with me and give it to me If you are a storyteller, the money won’t come in a hurry.”

Thinking of the rushing silver, Shui Wuyan's eyes shone with golden light, shining brightly.

The man called Meteor was instantly drenched in cold sweat by her. After all, he was one of the four guards next to Young Master Xi Yan, and this No Yan Young Master actually wanted to keep him in this teahouse as a storyteller. The most frightening thing was that as long as she Mention, the young master really has the possibility of agreeing. Thinking of being oppressed by the Floating Pavilion Master who regards money as his life for a long time, Meteor barely calmed down and said: "Meteor is not going to fall to the point of grabbing jobs with Mr. Fang!"

"I look great!"

"There are still important matters in the palace, Meteor will leave first!" After saying that, he fled like flying.

Shui Wuyan was drinking tea, Feng Qinghua's breathing suddenly became rapid, her black eyebrows were slightly wrinkled to tight, her palms were touching her chest, her face was pale and she was leaning against the vermilion pillar beside her, looking weak all over. Very painful to touch.

"Qinghua!" Shui Wuyan, who has always been indifferent to everything, couldn't help becoming nervous, and immediately poured strength into her delicate body: "Is this lovesickness Gu really so powerful?"

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