Qin Dynasty snare people

Just when Han Fei was expecting Luo Yan to show up and show off the crystal cup.

Luo Yan was listening to a play in the theater with his sister-in-law, Mrs. Hu.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that there was such a thing as a theater in this era.

The little songs sung by the girls are quite interesting, melodious and melodious, giving people an auditory enjoyment, quite like an opera house, but the surrounding layout is Chinese-style.

But the style has not diminished but increased.

In terms of luxury, the elegant Chinese style is obviously more upscale than those foreign buildings.

At this moment, in the elegant room.

Luo Yan and Mrs. Hu sat opposite each other.

While Luo Yan was listening to the song, he looked at Mrs. Hu with his eyes. He had to say that Mrs. Hu really didn't look like a thirty-year-old woman. Her skin was fair and firm. Even without makeup, her face was extremely delicate and her eyebrows were thin. She is tall, gentle and quiet, and is an elegant woman.

The dress is also extremely dignified, but it can't hide her graceful figure and bulging breasts.

Mrs. Hu had been paying attention to Luo Yan. She was not in the mood to listen to the little songs that she usually played to pass her leisure time this time. As a married woman, being in the same room with other men, even in this public place, felt a little weird.

Especially when she found Luo Yan sizing her up, her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated a bit.

There was an inexplicable feeling of panic.

When she realized that Luo Yan had been staring at her, she instinctively stretched out her hand to cover her chest. She looked at Luo Yan warily with her beautiful eyes, turned slightly sideways, as if she was offended, and bit her lower lip, stubbornly. from.

"Sister-in-law, this piece of jade on your waist is quite nice."

Luo Yan slowly raised his head and met Mrs. Hu's weak, shy and angry eyes. She was talking nonsense with a serious expression.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with his serious appearance to outsiders.

Those eyes that were not poisoned by smog and electrical appliances were even more distinct in black and white, extremely clear and bright.

Simply like an eighteen-year-old child.

Mrs. Hu was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched the important Fire Rain Agate at her waist. She immediately realized that she had misunderstood Luo Yan, and immediately glanced at Luo Yan apologetically. The hand on her chest also brushed the hair on her shoulder. Silk, to resolve this embarrassment.

"This was a gift from a former friend of mine."

After all, Mrs. Hu is not the kind of little girl who has never seen the world. After a brief moment of embarrassment, she took off the Fire Rain Agate from her waist, placed it gently on the table, and said softly.

When talking about this friend.

There was a trace of sadness in Mrs. Hu's eyes, as if she was thinking of the past.

"It seems that this piece of jade also has a story, but yes, it must be unusual for a beautiful jade to be worn by my sister-in-law on her waist. I wonder if I have the honor to hear it."

Luo Yan did not reach out to take it and looked at it. His eyes fell on Mrs. Hu's face again and said softly.

The best way to understand a woman is to understand her past.

As long as both parties talk about this topic, it means that you have entered her heart and she has lowered her guard against you.

After hearing this, Mrs. Hu pondered for a moment and declined softly: "I'm sorry, this involves some things."

"I'm sorry for reminding my sister-in-law of some unhappy things."

Luo Yan said thoughtfully.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a gangster, but like a warm man.

When Mrs. Hu heard this, she glanced at Luo Yan absentmindedly. A figure deep in her memory seemed to overlap with Luo Yan. Back then, he was also so graceful, gentle, and elegant, but later.

"I'm a little tired."

Mrs. Hu took back the Fire Rain Agate on the table, then stood up slowly and spoke softly to Luo Yan.

She suddenly felt very tired and tired.

Luo Yan volunteered: "Then I'll take my sister-in-law back?"

"I've already disturbed you a lot today, so I won't bother you when I get back."

Mrs. Hu shook her head slightly, bowed to Luo Yan to express her gratitude, and then walked out of the house with the maid.

It seems there is no follow-up story.

Such a young piece of grass was delivered to my door, but my sister-in-law was not interested.

Luo Yan murmured in his heart, feeling a little regretful, but he was in a good mood. He felt quite comfortable after spending a day with a classical beauty like Mrs. Hu.

Occasionally chatting like this, listening to ditties, and drinking tea, it feels pretty good.

He accompanied Mrs. Hu downstairs, and then walked out of the attic.

But just as she was passing by the garden, Mrs. Hu suddenly stopped and exclaimed. She covered her mouth with her hands, her expression a bit incredulous and horrified, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

This sudden farce also made Luo Yan stunned, and he quickly walked over, only to find that Mrs. Hu's eyes were fixed on a servant cleaning the floor not far away, her expression was in a trance, as if she had seen a ghost.

The slave was physically and mentally shabby, his face was ugly, and his face was tied with cloth. His whole body seemed to exude a stench, like an evil ghost coming out of hell.

"Get out, can you come here?!"

At this moment, Xiyuan's attendants also rushed over and began to drive away this low-level slave. At the same time, they apologized to Luo Yan and Mrs. Hu.

The low-level slaves were extremely groveling, refusing to retaliate when hit or scolded, and allowed themselves to be scolded by others.

He twisted his rickety body and walked towards the backyard.

"Let's go."

Madam Hu's face had returned to calmness. She glanced at the inferior slave with complicated eyes, then turned and walked away. It seemed that she was just frightened by the other's ugly appearance.

Luo Yan glanced at the inferior slave and curled his lips slightly. He seemed to have discovered something terrible.

Mrs. Hu's expression just now didn't look like she was frightened by the other party.

Besides, Luo Yan had seen Mrs. Hu helping the poor, so he would not be frightened by an ugly servant.

interesting.

However, Luo Yan didn't say anything. He just escorted Mrs. Hu out of the theater, watched her get on the carriage, and slowly drove away.

"Sir, don't look away. He's already gone."

Mo Crow appeared beside Luo Yan at some point and reminded him with a chuckle.

I was quite speechless in my heart.

Luo Yan actually liked this.

"What kind of person do you think Mrs. Hu is?"

Luo Yan looked at the flirtatious Mo Ya beside him and asked curiously.

"beauty?"

Hearing this, Mo Ya replied somewhat vulgarly.

"You are so vulgar~"

Luo Yan expressed his disdain for Mo Ya, and then corrected him: "Don't just look at women by their appearance. That's too vulgar. You have to try to appreciate their inner beauty."

“What is inner beauty!?”

Mo Ya was a little confused and couldn't help but ask.

He is not a boring gourd like Bai Feng. Even though he can be cold and stern at times, he is actually a boring man. This can be seen from the way he dresses.

So he still has a strong thirst for knowledge in this area.

"The topic is too profound and I can't explain it to you clearly."

Luo Yan didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Crow, turned around and walked towards the theater.

Mo Crow looked at Luo Yan's movements and was slightly startled. He could only keep up and asked at the same time: "What else do you want to do, sir?!"

"Looking for trouble, my sister-in-law was scared just now."

A flash of curiosity flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, but his tone was fierce, and he rushed into the theater with Mo Crow.

I found that 332 is more suitable for me. It’s not too tiring to code. Four thousand words feels too scary. I’m not a tentacle monster, so I’m giving up.