Ms. Quan, who is male

If you want to become a courtesan, it is absolutely not enough to rely on your appearance.

The girls who were sold to the girls' houses, with excellent appearance and potential to become courtesans, will be arranged to follow the popular courtesans and observe and learn about her every word and action. In addition, they also have to restrict their diet and accept literature.

, training in rhythm, chess, dance, etiquette and other aspects.

After screening layer by layer, the one who finally stood out was the courtesan who launched the Younn’s House.

Cultivating a courtesan is expensive, so naturally, no one can see a courtesan just by wanting to.

If you want to see the courtesan, you have to "display your financial resources" in the house. After careful observation, the boss of the girl's house wrote down the "Showing the House" and asked the courtesan to come over.

The road from the girl's house to the Yangwu is called "The Courtesan Road".

In the path of a courtesan, it is a rare opportunity for a courtesan to appear in front of others to show his charm and the strength of a visitor. Of course, this is also an opportunity for onlookers to feast their eyes.

This day.

"Why is that lively over there?"

A young man brought to Yougu by his partner asked a curious question.

He refers to the crowd gathered around the road, talking and marveling. He even noticed that a man ignored the straw sandals he lost, tiptoed barely, holding his hands on the shoulders of the person in front of him, and poking his head and head out of his head regardless of the straw sandals he lost.

Look inside.

What exactly are they looking at?

The man was confused.

At this time, his companion suddenly pulled him, and the excitement on his face was exactly the same as the people watching the fun around him.

"Hurry up! The courtesan in the road! It's the courtesan in the road! I heard that it came out of the Yuzhu House, and it must be the most popular Xiwu Courtesan now! We are really a coincidence!"

Huh?

Before the man could react, he was pulled hard by his companions and staggered and became one of the onlookers who kept gathering.

The onlookers were too excited and they were inevitably crowded.

The man was not tall and was squeezed out by people after flooding the crowd. What was uncomfortable was that the surroundings were still covered with sweat and feet, which made him dizzy and wished he fainted on the spot.

He regrets it now, why was he encouraged by his companions to come to Huajie for fun? It was obviously a matter of seeking suffering.

At one moment, he was pushed hard by the person behind him. He was uncontrollably knocked away the person in front of him without being firm, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

By chance, I happened to be lying on the road that the courtesan was about to pass by.

Before he could recover, the thugs from Yuzhu House came over with great momentum and raised the people from the ground without saying a word.

Looking at them as fierce as they looked, the man's scalp became numb, and he always felt that the sticks on their hands would fall on him in the next second.

He closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to open them at all.

At this time, he suddenly smelled a wonderful fragrance. It seemed that in the hot summer, he was surrounded by the endless lotus pond. The breeze blew, blowing layers of green waves, and also bringing wisps of fragrance of lotus leaves.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and then was stunned by everything in front of him.

The woman surrounded by people walking in the road, with her hair as bright as clouds, her skin and red lips, her eyes as autumn water, and her eyebrows as faint as spring mountains. What gorgeous and precious jewelry on her head and how gorgeous and complex kimono on her body are all her suits.

Forget it.

She held one hand on the servant's shoulder, stroking the elegant eight-word stance like a swimming fish, without looking sideways, and came slowly.

The step seemed to hit his heart, "dongdong, dudongdong", and then and then.

He even forgot his current situation and couldn't bear to blink for a moment, as if he wanted to keep the person in front of him in his mind and deeply penetrated his bones.

Until the end of the Huagong Road, he was dragged into the alley by the thugs of Yuzhu House and beaten up, but he still couldn't come back to his senses.

The man's companion helped him back to his temporary residence, brought him cold water, twisted a towel, and prepared to give him ice. But when he looked back, he saw him giggling foolishly. His friend, who was still a little guilty, couldn't help but be happy at this time.

"Hey, I said you haven't found your soul yet?"

The moment the cold towel was covered on his face, he finally woke up. But the first sentence he said made his friend even more worried for him: "Oh, it would be great if he could marry her..."

The friend let out a "pop" sound, and all the water that had not swallowed was sprayed out. He didn't bother to wipe his mouth, and hurriedly reached out and touched the man's forehead, and said worriedly: "Are you being beaten stupid?"

The man choked, sighed, and said with a sad face: "I feel so too."

There will definitely be no fewer pursuers for such a woman, and the one who can eventually marry her home is either a high-ranking official or a wealthy businessman or a wealthy businessman.

but……

Even if you know that you have no chance, it won't prevent him from winning the other party.

What if...what if she comes into contact with a man who uses money and power to make sex happen, she happens to be moved by his sincerity?

With such obscure thoughts that are indescribable, he secretly asked his friend: "What do you think she likes?"

"...No? Are you serious?" My friend looked at him in surprise, "Give up as soon as possible, it's impossible! Anyone who wants to spend money to meet her can rank from here to the capital! I still listen

explain……"

He glanced around, covered his mouth, and secretly said in the man's ear: "Among her suitors, there is even the son of Daming of the Kingdom of Fire!"

The man gasped.

A friend put a patch: "Of course, you don't know which one of your highness is. And this is all rumor, who knows the truth or falsehood? But this has nothing to do with us. As long as you know, you will definitely have no chance."

After being called by a friend several times, the man couldn't help but mutter: "I'm just asking..."

"...Okay." When my friend looked at his expression, he knew that he was still unwilling to give up. He had no choice but to tell him what he knew: "I heard that the hobby of the yugiku is perfume. If it is

If you like spices, no matter whether they are of quantity or value or not, you will accept them as long as you like them and have good quality.”

"Spice..." The man touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

On the other hand, the protagonist in their conversation is also talking to people about the issue of spices.

"Why did you change the fragrance?"

"Hmm?" Yugi, who was taking back the newly obtained spices... No, he should have called Hime, raised his head, glanced at him gently, and said with a smile, "Is the new one recently, of course I have to take it out?

Show off in front of the hall.”

The man sitting cross-legged in the upper position smiled slightly, reached out and pulled the person into his arms, letting him lean against him.

The person in his arms was a small person, and he could wrap him up with one hand, greatly satisfying the man's desire for protection and possessiveness.

He said in a low voice: "Fry the spices I give you? Next time I come, I will show you to me?"

Quan held his hand on his waist and abdomen, and seemed to have not felt the heat sprayed on his neck. His eyes were circulating, and he said meaningfully: "I am a person who is tired of the old and old. Maybe when you come again, I will adjust it again.

How many of them prefer?”

The man holding him not only did not get angry, but instead pointed his nose intimately and said, "Is this a complaint that I am not as hard as others, huh?"

Quan snorted, but said, "How dare I?"

His voice was gentle and gentle, and even complaining sounded like he was acting coquettish. The hum was like a pick in the hand of a geisha, and a "clang" tugged the man's heartstrings.

The man looked at his beautiful neck, which was so close to him, and his throat rolled up and down unconsciously.

He buried his head in the fountain's shoulder, sniffed the incense on his body, and said hoarsely: "You are wronged by me, because my father has discussed with the ministers about the construction of new ninja villages in major countries.

Time. You also know that I have a big brother above. Since he has participated, I will definitely not be able to not go..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that such things should not be discussed with a courtesan traveling to the girl's house.

"Oh." Quan raised his hand to cover his forehead, frowned slightly, and said with a headache, "I finally stopped talking, I was not comfortable with these, I would be very impatient when I heard them. Are you here for fun or to take out the trash?

?”

The man who was a little annoyed was immediately amused by him, pinched his face and said, "You know you are having fun? Then why are you jealous and not considerate at all? If you don't know how to make me happy, forget it, but you're not going to be happy.

I'm not happy to listen to it if I say I'm taking out the trash?"

"What do you want to do? Who can stop you? Do you see if I dare to interrupt you when you are talking?" Quan pouted and said reluctantly, "Isn't it just taking out the trash?

You keep pouring.”

"Then I can't." The man hugged his hand tightly and said in an ambiguous tone, "With this time, why don't we do something else?"

"What do you want to do?" Quan asked knowingly.

"Do……"

Seeing that the person was about to kiss him, Quan suddenly hid next to him.

The man is not annoyed, just to see what actions he will do next.

Quan held his shoulders and turned around, turning from his back to his face to face. One hand was wrapped around his shoulders and the fingers of the other hand were sliding up and down at his neck. Seeing his Adam's knot

After rolling a few times, Quan laughed out loud.

The man was so excited by his smile that his face became hot, and he was caught off guard and pushed the person onto the tatami. Just as he was about to kiss him, the chaotic hand suddenly turned upwards and covered his mouth.

He smiled and said angrily: "Why are you doing so urgent? Didn't you say that you would make me happy?"

After hearing this, the man was not in a hurry to move and raised his eyebrows. The meaning was very obvious, waiting for Quan to make him happy.

Quan let go of the hand covering his mouth, turned to hold his face with one hand, and painted his facial features with the other. His eyes were facing each other, and he took the initiative and slowly approached.

The man's expression is visible to the naked eye and relaxed, waiting for the "pleasing" of the beautiful courtesan.

However, when the lips were just one finger away, Quan's eyes suddenly turned red.

The red squirt flashed away, so fast that it made people think it was just an illusion.

After getting the information he wanted, Quan pushed away the man who was hit by the illusion, hummed a song softly, walked barefoot to the dressing mirror and sat down.

He took off the hairpin on his head and threw it on the ground. He pulled his hair and clothes apart, and pinched a few marks on his neck and collarbone expressionlessly. He cooperated with the man who rolled into a ball alone on the tatami and showed his ugly appearance.

, and shouted sweetly at the barrier door.

When he did these, he was not embarrassed or uncomfortable at all. His expression was natural and his heart was calm. It was obvious that he was already quite skilled.

But being proficient does not mean that he will not be bored, but he cannot leave here yet.

Although Uchiha Izuna is dead, he has an older brother - a strong man who is now at the top of the pyramid of the ninja world. However, such a strong man was defeated by the stronger Shinju Hashirama.

However, if Chiju Hashirama is strong, will he still be constrained by the family and the village?

So what exactly does a real strong man mean?

Izumi was in a daze for a while, and suddenly remembered the secret letter left to him by his late boss. He couldn't help but sigh and whispered: Uchiha Izumina, the harmful spirit.

He rubbed lipstick and eyeshadow in front of the mirror. When he checked, his eyes turned aside and saw the precious spices given to him by the man.

Quan snorted softly.

Perfume?

Actually, it's not a hobby at all, but it's very useful to him.

Ordinary spices are indeed harmless, but when they are mixed together, the effect will be different. Chronic poisons, medicines, inspirational medicines, and hallucinations... Before his Sharingan awakens,

These things helped him a lot.

After checking carefully, I felt that the time was almost over, so I took off her coat and threw it on the ground next to the tatami.

He walked back to the man who stopped, looked at the other person with a high apology, pulled the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes with disgust: "It's useless..."

After Izumi kicked him and turned over, letting him free his position, then she lay down next to him, pulled up the quilt, closed her eyes, and started to sleep.

The next morning, Izumi, who saw off the guest, received a secret report: Uchiha Madara left Konoha.