017 Disgust 1
A sadistic smile flashed between Shen Mohuan's eyebrows••••••
A huge pavilion, red walls and dark green rubble. It is full of style and luxury. The three-meter-long dazzling Phnom Penh plaque is strikingly written with the words "Pingyue Building".
If you don't notice the so-called three words on this plaque, you may be more willing to believe that this is a private villa for a dignitary person, or at least a villa for more than one grade, rather than a place for entertainment.
Seeing such a scene, Yi thought about it. This is an expensive entertainment place. I'm afraid it's not something that ordinary people can stand. The aura here is comparable to the mostmids in the world she has ever been to.
The Pinyue Building is divided into two floors. This is the best place for rich men to watch plays, listen to music and taste tea during the day. At night, here is the gentle fragrance of the ecstasy of those palace nobles.
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Yi, dressed in a white dress, walked side by side with Shen Mohuan in black. Qing'er followed her son and young lady and looked around in surprise.
Compared with Qinger's curiosity, Yi looks particularly calm, as if this is a common place.
It's true. Yi has traveled around the world for many years. She hasn't seen any kind of splendid scene, and she hasn't been to any luxurious place. She is not interested in such surprise.
Shen Mohuan couldn't help but look at his favorite sister dotingly: It's really different. She, who has never left the house, can be unmoved in the face of such a novel scene, which is indeed different from those ordinary people. What kind of determination is this?
He likes this sister more and more, and an idea that he shouldn't have flashed in his heart: Is this still his sister Xiao Yi?!
"Mo Huan, why did you bring this ugly monster?"
As soon as I walked to the door of a box on the second floor, I heard a scolding, and then I saw a handsome man in a blue python robe coming out.
Hold your head high and chest, look into the distance, your eyes are like a sword, extremely sharp! A high and inviolable royal king demeanor.
Yi narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows to look at it, as if he was watching a rare animal. This is the current prince, Nan Zhouling. It seems that he is only in his early twenties, about the same age as his brother.
Look carefully, um, a smooth and white face, angular facial features, dark and deep pupils, revealing a fierce arrogance. It's really beautiful!
But this personality, this temper is as hot as a teacher, and what he said is even more farting!
Because of this roar, everyone around him pointed to Yi and whispered about something.
When Shen Mohuan heard such a roar, his face suddenly turned black. His expression was very unhappy, and the anger on his face was even worse. His cold eyes swept away, and everyone's discussion suddenly stopped. Everyone was silent and dared not breathe.
Shen Mohuan stared and walked into the man in a blue python robe. His face was ferocious. Just as he was about to speak, Yi stepped forward and pulled Shen Mohuan's arm and walked to the handsome man with an extremely elegant posture. His eyes looked directly at him, and his cherry lips opened gently: "Hey, are you a dog? No wonder they all say that dogs can't spit out ivory in their mouths.