Chapter 36 It's enough to sleep! [ Collection]

Night cage imperial city, starlight on the banks of Lishui River, the sound of silk bamboo, talented wine and color, pay one of them! The son of the sorghum, the romantic talent, is drunk with flowers and sleeps.

Russell sat alone in the Huakui room of Wangyuelou. Facing the beautiful-looking Huakui, he was not interested at all and drank himself.

"Damn, what kind of broken wine?"

He was in a bad mood and even smelled with the wine. Russell pressed the wine glass heavily on the table. Hua Kui, who had a good face, dared not touch the mold, so he had to whisper, "I'm going to change it now."

"Forget it! I'm not here to drink this broken wine." Russell got up and opened the door to get some air.

As soon as Russell went out, Hua Kui in the room couldn't help secretly wiping his tears, but he didn't dare to make a sound. He just wanted his life to be bad. Dry his tears and hurriedly hold the wine pot to change the wine for fear of causing unprovoked trouble.

Russell exhaled a turbid breath and pulled open his skirt to make the heat in his body rise a little, which made him feel better.

"Isn't this a wise brother? Why did you come here?"

Russell turned his head and saw Wan Quan who was tidying up his clothes. He smiled and saluted with his fists: "It's Brother Quan! I haven't seen you for many days."

"It seems that we haven't seen each other for a while. How is your brother doing?" Wanquan waved back a long-legged woman with an intimate look and walked to Russell. He also bent down like Russell and looked at the crowd selling prostitutes downstairs.

Russell's father and the father of Wanquan have different powers, and there are no political opinions, and the family is equal, which is also regarded as a world friendship. The relationship between the children is quite harmonious, but jealousy for women is inevitable.

"Alas! Don't mention it!"

Speaking of the heart, Russell didn't want to mention it, but Wanquan straightened his body and patted his chest and said, "Brother, you might as well say it directly. My brother will be angry for you."

Looking at Wanquan's thin and waxy face, Russell found a sense of reliability. Although he knew that what Wanquan said was just a scene, if he didn't say something, he would suffocate people to death.

"Brother, I will tell you the truth! But my brother won't laugh at me.

Wan Quan's eyes bent into a crack, and his heart was quite complaous. From 'Brother Quan' to 'Brother', although it was only a word difference, it contained many things.

"Don't worry! Brother, how can I laugh at my brother? But this is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the room to talk.

Wan Quan took Russell's shoulder and walked to the room he had just come out of. When he pushed the door, he saw ** showing his two snow-white long legs in his trousers. Seeing that he was dressed like this, Wanquan didn't get much anger. Instead, he laughed and scolded, "Why don't you put on your trousers? Do you want me to take you to heaven again?"

The long-legged woman lying in embroidery** saw that Wanquan did not suffer much. Instead of being in a hurry to wear trousers, she charmingly threw a charming eye at the two, and then slowly put on her trousers.

After the long-legged woman put on her clothes, Wanquan waved to her, took out a silver note from her arms, put it hard on her upturned buttocks, and said viciously, "Little hooves, when I get down to do business, I will come to deal with you."

The long-legged woman with a pink face, her eyes were sparkling, and her eyebrows looked at Wanquan with spring. She was full of charm, which made Wanquan eager to press her under her body and gallop well.

Wan Quan pinched the long-legged woman's chin, bit her red lips in front of Russell, and his voice came out of his throat, "Waiting for you! Prodigal hooves.

This kind of boudoir secret is originally preferred by the two, but there are too many absurd things about the children of Bianliang City. Who will value this! What's more, these brothel women are flattering guests.

"Brother, tell me what annoyanke it is that makes you not even get into women."

Russell opened his mouth to speak but sighed first, and his sharp eyebrows did not live up to their sharpness. It's not Qin Shubao's bastard who provoked me.

"Damn, this bastard again!" Wan Quan heard Russell's words and scolded angrily.

When Russell saw that the expression on Wanquan's face did not seem to be fake, he asked, "Is it possible that my brother also has a grudge against Qin Shubao?"

"Qin Shubao's 'Thousands of money to buy beautiful friends' is the good name I have achieved for him." Speaking of this, Wanquan was angry and didn't feel depressed when he remembered that his long legs were pressed by a compost.

The two looked at each other and felt that they were the same. Originally, they were cowardly crushed to death, but one day the salted fish turned over, but stepped on their shoulders.

"Tay to your brother, what's going on with you?" With the feeling of pity for the same disease, the expression on Wan Quan's face was also a little bit real.

Russell did not hide it. He told Wan Quan once. At this moment, the two of them are half a catty and eight taels, and no one can laugh at 50 steps.

In one breath, he spit out all the bird gas he had received today and greeted Qin Shubao's future concubine dozens of times. Only then did Russell feel smooth.

The beautiful women in the palace are not only the children of officials, but most of the ancestors are meritorious ministers, so there is a rule of 'no beating and no scolding' in the palace. It is undesirable for the children of sorghum, but this rule is still understood. Misfortune comes from the mouth. Since ancient times, if you are caught by this little braid, you will have to be punished. If it is heavier, it may be even with his father, so Russell only dares to greet Qin Shubao's ethereal concubine.

"Qin Shubao is really not a thing! This is obviously a trap for you!" Wan Quan echoed and suddenly remembered the scene of competing with him as a clean man, and couldn't help thinking of the robbery.

"Fuk to him! I guess it's a game for his daughter to buy the United States, I said! How can he give up so much blood? If I had competed with him at the beginning, and he suddenly didn't add it at a certain moment, it would have been me who lost money! I won't follow, and my face has been swept away by him again. Killing two birds with one stone has no effect on him! Poison! It's fucking poisonous!"

After such an analysis by Wanquan, Russell had a feeling of awakening and slapped her thigh fiercely and said, "What a Qin Shubao! This city is not ordinary and poisonous!"

Wanquan gritted his teeth and took a breath, patted Russell on the shoulder and said, "Brother, this revenge should be discussed in the long run. Don't act impatiently! Qin Shubao can stand it until today, which is awesome! But it is exposed at this moment, which is undoubtedly a fatal defect, and we can take advantage of it.

"What my brother said!" Russell's two sword eyebrows became sharp again, and compared with Wan Quan's waxy face, they were extraordinary.

"If you want to lose face to Qin Shubao, we two brothers have to survive this incident! At that time, we will also be able to cross, and no one will bite our little braids.

"It's all up to my brother."

Wan Quan patted Russell on the shoulder and enjoyed the feeling of leading others, and the leader was a friend of his peers. If the relationship is solid, he will definitely be rewarded by his father when he talks to his father.

Thinking of the beauty, Wanquan's face couldn't help showing. Russell saw the smile on Wanquan's face and asked with hope, "Brother, do you have a plan?"

"None! Just now, when I thought of our two brothers rectifying Qin Shubao and asking him to kowtow to our two brothers, I couldn't help laughing.

Russell thought about it carefully, and the scene mentioned by Wan Quan appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing. His body and mind were so refreshing!

The two plotted for a long time. Russell gave Wanquan a thumbs-up with a satisfied smile, and Wanquan shook his head gently, as if what he had just said was not worth mentioning.

"Brother, if he needs a brother to say hello, we will bring people here immediately." Russell's whole body is full of vitality, with the heroic demeanor of the son of a servant of the Ministry of War.

"Good to say! Easy to say!"

Russell nodded to Wanquan and said, "That boy won't disturb my brother's good deeds, and I also want to find that Hua Kui to get angry."

Wan Quan nodded with a smile, and men understood the smile on his face.

Of course, what the two conspired to say comes down to two words - nonsense! Basically, Wanquan is painting cakes for Russell, and he imagines all kinds of things that are not substantive at all.

If Wanquan's heart is really exquisite, how can he come up with the dirty idea of laxative to design Qin Shubao?

The plotted protagonist is sleeping peacefully in **, holding Moxiang's warm body and dreaming. The corners of his mouth quietly flowed out of water and wet Moxiang's chest.

Beyond the bed, what does it matter to me?

Soft fragrance in your arms, where is the world?