Predecessors all over the world

It is said that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as a steal, a prostitute is not as good as not being able to steal, and a prostitute is usually the most precious one.

Others can be noble and outstanding for the rest of their lives and be white moonlight in the sky. But prostitutes are laughing people, but they have to bow their heads down. Therefore, they cherish this short period of time. Only at this moment do they seem to be

Being respected.

"Don't do this." Yin Miaomiao softened his heart and said softly, "I won't force you, don't worry."

"You won't force me, but it's a pity that people's patience is limited. If you can't ask for it, you will feel resentful." He said leisurely, "That's not doing business, but offending people."

Yin Miaomiao had to admit that he was right, especially a beauty like him, who was shaking in front of him but didn't say anything. Who was not angry? He was the most taboo to be bothered and stand up when he came out to sell.

"Okay." Revun bent down and carried her out. The moment she left the water surface, white mist lingered around her, and the water vapor was evaporated by the fire spiritual power. No drop of water was left on her snow skin.

He carried her to the bed and sat beside her. The candlelight beside him illuminated half of his face, extremely charming: "Now, you can get what you want."

Yin Miaomiao slowly raised his hand, wrapped his fingers around his belt but did not pull it away: "You want to be willing, but don't want you to force yourself."

"I never force you." He took the initiative to take off the silk silk on his body, and the thin fabric fell on the ground.

Yin Miaomiao took a breath, and the frequency of his breathing became messy.

He said, "Do you like it?"

Love is a matter of two people, a joy that both parties have, but Revlon turns it into her own feast. Every sense of her is soothed, and joy is evoked layer by layer,

Like a tide rising and surging, endlessly, a numb tremor emerges from the depths of the bone marrow, constantly rising upwards and pointing directly to the spiritual platform.

At this moment, even the soul was affected by the body, ripples were rippled out, and she was floating in the air.

Yin Miaomiao underestimated Revlon's ability, the superposition of his natural charm and acquired tutoring was extremely amazing. Even she had the idea of ​​"even if she died, it was worth it."

In a trance, she heard him ask, "Do you like it?"

"What's your name?" she asked.

Revulon looked at her, her hair stuck to her temples, and the water waves in her eyes were endless: "Liansheng."

"Liansheng," she said hoarsely, "I like you very much."

He leaned over and kissed her.

Unlike the kiss that was close and separated before, this kiss is hard to part with, as if the lips and teeth are completely blended, one person is embedded in the body of another.

Yin Miaomiao couldn't tell the reality and illusion for a moment. He forgot to use his mind in a daze. When he came to his senses, it was over.

"I forgot." She stroked the cheek of the person next to the pillow, "You made me forget all my practice."

Revlon didn't care, and even laughed at her regret: "Cultivation is meaningless to me. I am destined to be unable to form pills, so I don't have to work harder."

Their cultivation was to use pills to pile up, like a tower in the air, only to extend their lifespan, and were fed secret medicine, which had long since passed away. Cultivation had no meaning to him, but she was the only one with

This person who is dedicated.

Yin Miaomiao remembered it, but said: "It is better to accumulate a lot of things than to have any."

"Listen to you." He put his arms around her shoulders and rubbed his jaw against her hair. "Are you satisfied with me?"

She raised her eyes: "I said it, I like it."

"Like." He repeated, mocking, "What you like now is just love for toys. What is the difference between satisfaction and satisfaction? Is it more noble than satisfaction?"

"If I say I'll be happy if I'm satisfied, it won't be." Yin Miaomiao smiled helplessly, "Liansheng, it's really hard for you to please."

Revlon glanced at her: "There are some things outside that are satisfied with the spirit stones. Go, why bother to please me?"

This is not nice, but who would take it seriously? Just now, I got what I wish and kissed him the most. I could hear him with a smile when I pointed at my nose and scolded me, let alone just stabbing people.

The first prostitute is not a loss, but the first prostitute, who plays with people in their hands, no more than one point, and just step on the bottom line, love and hate, want to stop but be tempted to move forward.

I can't bear to give up any of it.

He controls love, desire, hatred and anger.

Yin Miaomiao recalled the details of getting along with each other. He was angry and angry. He showed weakness and pleased each step, and every step was resolved just right, even she might not be able to do it.

The beauty is poisonous, like poisonous wine. The only thing that can be comforted is that what he said is true - he is really angry about her amnesia and temptation, and he really likes her.

"Liansheng." She called him.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Revlon seemed surprised, but his eyes were fascinating. Who would have been willing to leave him at all? It was the most hateful to commit crimes based on his beauty.

Yin Miaomiao ignored this question, sat up, and said seriously: "What are you thinking about when I ask you for help?"

"What's the matter?" He also supported himself and hugged her from behind, "The person you forgot?"

Yin Miaomiao nodded: "After the Treasure Festival, there will be a secret realm, and I need to understand the past as soon as possible."

"It's very expensive to accompany you." He and her bite his ears, "Can you afford it? Do you want to consider finding someone else?"

Yin Miaomiao went straight to the point: "I just want you, are willing, or are unwilling?"

"There is no willing or unwilling in Yuanlou? Only you can afford the price." Revignon said quietly, "Have you thought about it?"

Yin Miaomiao said happily: "You offer the offer."

The prostitutes in Yunguang City have obvious echelons’ worth. In the Ding Tower, a cauldron has 100 spirit stones overnight (for reference, the outer disciples of Chongxiao Sect have 100 spirit stones per month, and the inner disciple has 200 spirit stones.

500 spirit stones) are basically charged for nighttime charges, and if you are paid for it, you will lose extra money.

The gameplay of Yuanlou is different. The first cup of tea requires 1 spirit bead, that is, 1,000 spirit stones. This is a threshold. It is mainly to screen guests. The subsequent overnight only collects 500 spirit stones for one night, but those who can come to Yuanlou are all

He is a person who is not short of money. Who would have the nerve to pat his butt and leave with only 500 spirit stones? He would definitely give some "gifts" such as elixirs, magic weapons and robes.

Revlon is the number one prostitute in Chunzhou. His value can no longer be measured simply by spirit stones. Whether he is accompanying guests depends on whether he is happy or not. It depends on how much money he wants to open it.

Yin Miaomiao was actually very suspicious. With her poor fortune in the past, how could she afford to sleep with this man? It was not the routine of famous prostitutes and poor scholars, right?

Well, if that's the case, she's rich now, and I don't know if she can afford it... When she was thinking, Revlon hugged her, combed her scattered hair on her shoulders one after another: "I want to

alright."

"Um?"

"There are three months of the Treasure Festival," he said slowly, "I want you not to go back to the mountain in the past three months and stay with me. What about this transaction?"

Yin Miaomiao: "..." Who is taking advantage of this?

"If you don't want to, there are people in Zhencuijie asking me to go out." He let go of her, "You go."

"Agree to agree." Yin Miaomiao said quickly, "Of course I agree."

He was satisfied: "This is almost the same."

Yin Miaomiao wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you think?" He kissed her neck affectionately, "Money?"

"Um."

"I'm not happy to withdraw money?" He couldn't help laughing, "I'm thinking too much, I just don't lack money. Moreover, if you keep me with you, I can save a lot of trouble. This is the reward I want."

Without waiting for her to say anything, she whispered in a charming tone, "At this time, are you sure you want to waste your time talking to me about these boring things?"

Yin Miaomiao cleared his throat: "You have made sense."

The night is still long.

Half a month later, the Treasure Festival opens.

Yunguang City is several times more lively than usual. When you walk on the street, you will see the crowds of monks, and no one wants to miss such a grand event.

Han Yu made a profit in his work and soon bought a lot of things at a good price. The beasts of the Cao clan were also very popular, especially the rabbit tiger, who captured many women with his gentle personality and furry appearance.

A mind that cultivates one's mind will not worry about sales at all.

(Two years ago, Yin Miaomiao sent Feiying a cub, and he never forgot about the rabbit tiger lost in Mozhou.)

A large amount of spirit stones flowed in and out, and the first auction arrived unknowingly.

Two days in advance, Ren Wuwei called Han Shan and Zhu Rui over, and each of them gave 10,000 spirit stones: "Hold it."

Both of them were puzzled: "Master, is this..."

"The auction of the Treasure Festival will be in two days." Ren Wuwei said earnestly, "You all go and have a long experience and enjoy life."

Zhu Rui and Han Shan looked at each other, and both saw a question in each other's eyes. Is this the funds for auctioning them? No matter what, it is natural for the master to give his disciples to his things, and they all reached out to take it: "Thank you, Master."

.”

Ren Wuwei was very satisfied: "It's right to have more knowledge while you're young, just have fun."

Have fun? What's worth playing in the auction?

Ren Wuwei did not explain: "Just follow your senior sister, she will wait for you directly in the Yueying Hall."

"Will the master and senior brother not go?" Zhu Rui asked.

Ren Wuwei said: "Master is old (I can't play anymore). It's the same if your senior brother goes or not. You three girls are more comfortable."

What is the relationship between auction and freedom?

The more they listened, the more confused they became, but Ren Wuwei waved his hand: "Go back, dress beautifully, don't embarrass us Cui Shifeng."

Zhu Rui and Han Shan left the cliff in confusion.

On the side of the mountain, the breeze was gentle, and the two stopped at the same time. Zhu Rui took the lead in asking: "Have you heard of this auction?"

This was the first time the two of them had a private conversation. Han Shan hesitated and shook his head: "No, aren't the auctions all the same?"

Zhu Rui frowned and said, "Does we want to dress beautifully in general auctions?"

Han Shantong thought Guli was weird, had fun? Dressed beautifully?

"Senior Brother, stay there." Zhu Rui glanced at Yun Lian walking past the other end and hurriedly called the person.

Yunlian stopped and looked at them.

Zhu Rui asked: "Does your elder brother know about the auction on the full moon night?"

Yun Lian nodded: "I know."

"Is there anything special about this auction?" Han Shan couldn't help but be curious.

Yun Lian thought for a while: "It took a long time, from dark to sunrise."

"What else?"

"It's very lively." Yun Lian thought of Yin Miaomiao, who had long disappeared, and couldn't help but smile, "It's fun."

Han Shan & Zhu Rui: "..." It's even more square.

The author has something to say: Do you know why Liansheng doesn't want money? Because of love? No, because if you give money, it's X-transaction. I'm afraid that others will report me... So, I can only give gifts_(:3∠)

_A lot of things lose their beauty once they are said through. I am a disgraceful author=0=

Revlon's real name is Liansheng, and the meaning is very obvious. The setting of Yuanlou seems to be very confused by readers, but it is actually very simple. This is the ancient model. The prostitutes on the table are all raised to be ladies from home.

, that is, "adopted daughter", there are servants and slaves in a yard, and the prostitute is a "maid", which is a bit like the current high-level socialite. The owner of the Agarwood Pavilion is a nickname, and Yuanlou is pretending to be in a relationship, so the prostitute also pretends not to sell himself.

Let’s talk about cultivation and monks. Some of them mentioned in the Mozhou Book. Cultivation ≠ monks, cauldrons, concubines, prostitutes, family servants, etc., all have cultivation, but they are not free and independent people, so they cannot be called.

A monk. A monk refers to a person with a free and independent status and truly embarks on the path of cultivation. Cultivators call each other "friends of Taoism", while others call monks only "fairy, immortal master", "master, young master

, Miss, "Real Person, True Lord" and other honorific titles.

See you tomorrow ~