dhibooks Chapter 11 The Romance of Nanxiang
Chapter 11 The Romance of Nanxiang
It is said that after the night of New Year's Eve, Liu Qiaoyang was neither taken by his father to take care of the business, nor urged by his mother to marry a wife and have children, and he never had to go to the private school, so he was happy to hang out with his friends day and night.
On this day, the thin monkey suggested that everyone go to the Nanxiang Pavilion to see and see.
Nanxiang Pavilion is actually a brothel, but a male brothel.The south wind prevails in Pingyang City, and there are often a few male favorites in the high mansion compound, and the dudes who are tired of being coquettish and romantic also like to go to the Nanxiang Pavilion to have fun.
When Luo Rujing heard this, he waved his hands again and again, unable to die.The crowd laughed loudly: "This is not married yet, it becomes strict control of the wife, hahahaha!" Luo Rujing was not annoyed, and went to find his Qianqian girl after resigning from everyone.
Liu Qiaoyang and his entourage came to the Nanxiang Pavilion, red gauze lanterns were hung in front of the steps, and there was a faint silk and bamboo orchestra in the hall, chatting and joking, very lively.The candles in the gauze lamp flickered, and the person swayed in vain, and was led in by the young lady who greeted the door in a daze.
Walking through the promenade with seven bends and eight turns, you can see rows of pavilions surrounded by a two-story building surrounded by stars and moons.Upstairs and downstairs, gauze curtains fluttered and shadows scattered.The soft and gentle sound of laughter, the sound of provocative silk and bamboo, and the vague and ambiguous flirting sound, mixed with the aroma of wine and powder, made everyone's bones crisp and their hearts tremble.
Xiao Guan led the crowd up to the second floor, and along the way, he saw the men's hall inside, dressed in seven to eight looks like a woman, with slender waists twisting, misty eyes teasing, and ruddy pretty mouth whispering , only serve the people who come up to have fun, I don't know what time it is, and put a lot of money on myself.
After everyone was seated, a men's club came to accompany the wine and have fun.At this time, Qian Sha heard scolding faintly from outside the tent. It turned out that the bustard was scolding a man for not serving the guests well, making the guests leave dissatisfied.
Liu Qiaoyang raised his glass and drank the wine in the glass, opened Qiansha's red curtain, and looked sideways.I saw that the man looked pure and clean, bowed his head and said nothing at the moment, but the corners of his eyes moved, and there was a trace of amorous feelings.
Liu Qiaoyang smiled charmingly, raised her hand to the old bustard and said, "Nurse, I would like to invite the young lady over to have a few drinks with me, I don't know how that would be?" : "Let Chuxiang come and serve you, young master, just tell me what you want." While urging the young man with squinting eyes: "Go over quickly. If you are not smart, you can watch your skin carefully."
Chu Xiang hurried over and poured wine to thank Qiao Yang, a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed affectionately on her clean face.
Hou Deming joked: "Our Mr. Qiao Yang is really unrestrained and coquettish, even in the Nanxiang Pavilion, he can take advantage of the danger to deceive the hearts of beauties."
Qiao Yang took the initially fragrant and tender hand with his hand, put it under his mouth and kissed it lightly: "There must be a beauty to be deceived."
There was another laugh in the seat.
Good nectar and fine wine, cup after cup, Chuxiang drinking and composing poems, soft words and soft songs are omnipotent.When the wine was full, two touches of bright red climbed up the cheeks, adding to the infinite charm.Half-drunk and half-awake, Qiao Yang saw that Chuxiang liked Chuxiang more and more, and wrapped his arms around his waist to ask him to feed him a drink.
Before this, Qiao Yang never knew that he could be so romantic and happy with a man.
When the wine was drunk, Chu Xiang took Qiao Yang to her Cuifang Pavilion, dimmed the candlelight, and put down the gauze curtain.When the breeze blows, the gauze curtain flutters gently, and the candles flicker on and off, illuminating Chu Xiang's eyes in a blur.Qiao Yang was also in a daze, feeling trapped in the world of mortals and unable to turn himself over.