Chen Ao has always thought that his Suiya Mountain House was dark enough, but who knew that he would meet even darker today.

It's so miserable that Li Gui meets Li Kui.

However, he is a cockroach, with a thick-skinned and courageous person, and he must take his ring back with his principal and interest.

Hearing the call of a girl Zhenzhen in the room, Chen Ao smiled casually, shook his fan and walked in with his head raised. Even if Zhenzhen was really Li Kui, he would still touch the tiger's butt. He would naturally never give up easily.

The inner room is very hazy, with a light gauze curtain and a wide range of calligraphy and paintings hanging on all sides. The room is elegant and delicate. There is a nine-string guqin on the tables beside the window. A lamp stand is extended on the wall, and an oil lamp is placed. The fire sways, illuminating a carved embroidery couch with three railings inside. The red silk curtain hooks to both sides, and a beautiful woman can be vaguely seen in the thin quilt and bamboo mat.

Chen Ao's eyes flashed, and he looked at this beauty unscrupulously.

Speaking of famous prostitutes, Chen Ao was still very curious; at this glance, he had a tendency to be unable to control himself; the beauty had a pair of bright eyes, clear and as bright as stars.

Seeing Chen Ao looking at her, she didn't know what she thought of, and smiled at Chen Ao slightly, her eyes curled like crescent moons, as if the spirit was also overflowing; every frown and smile, a noble expression naturally revealed, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to emit a clear and elegant light.

It seems that imagination and reality are quite different. Chen Ao raw materials mean that Zhenzhen must be a charming woman, but when she sees it, she seems more reserved and noble than her wife. Is this... still a fighting cock among the hens?

Looking further down, the beauty covered her body with red clothes. Under her slender jade neck, her breasts were as delicate as white jade, half covered, half covered, and a bunch of plain waist was not enough to hold it. Her slender, moist and symmetrical legs showed a slight corner...

I can't stand it anymore. It's so tempting. I'm a noble lady on the upper body and a slut on the lower body.

No matter how beautiful an ordinary woman is, Chen Ao can adapt. After all, Chen Ao is not the first brother, and she has seen many beauties. However, with the figure of this woman, coupled with the surrounding environment, under the red candle, a beauty was sitting on a bamboo mat. The half-hidden charm of Chen Ao was immediately fascinated by her.

"Please sit down, young master." Zhenzhen spoke, smiled softly, then stood up, walked to the table to pour tea.

Chen Ao came back to his senses and immediately cursed in his heart: "Chen Ao, Chen Ao, you are a pure and promising young man. You must control it and not reveal your true heart." So he smiled and shook his fan and said, "Is Miss Zhenzhen?"

"Young Master calls me Zhenzhen." Zhenzhen smiled sweetly, poured the tea, and carefully brought it to Chen Ao.

The snow-white hand was about to pull away, but Chen Ao's hand suddenly reached over and grabbed Zhenzhen's wrist. Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned red, and she opened her cherry mouth and said, "What are you going to do?" There was shame and anger in her voice.

Chen Ao smiled, pinched Zhenzhen's jade wrist with his other hand, and said in his mouth: "What a big flying insect, look at me, I strangle it with the Shaolin Dragon gripping hand."

Zhen Zhen saw that Chen Ao was actually pinching a moth in his hand, but the other hand still pinched his wrist and said, "Let go."

Chen Ao felt very aggrieved. He was kind to do bad things and let go of Zhenzhen's hand. There was still a faint fragrance of warmth on Chen Ao's palm.

Chen Ao threw the moth on the ground and stepped on it with his feet, and said in his mouth: "Stamp to you, step on you to death, you are a dead worm, a fairy-like figure of Miss Zhenzhen, you are not worthy of being her green leaves, and you dare to attach yourself to her. Damn it, really damn it."

After saying this, Zhenzhen covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "It's dead, will the young master still make things difficult for it?"

Chen Ao closed his legs and said in a daze: "I have been warning these dead little insects to be romantic and not obscene, but they just don't obey, and they deserve it." As he said, he went to have a dry mouth to drink tea, thinking to himself: "Miss Zhenzhen, it seems that if Wang Xianggong has a chance, Chen would still borrow it to wear it! Haha, it just fulfilled Wang Xianggong's reputation of being righteous, and walking in the world in the future. When everyone heard the three words Wang Xianggong, they all gave their thumbs up with longing: In time, the rain King is a good man, hahaha..."

Chen Ao was thinking evilly, but his face was still very decent. It was just a joke, to remove the other party’s embarrassment first.

Zhen Zhen smiled sweetly, looked at Chen Ao up and down, and murmured in a low voice: "Young Master just said that he could appraise treasures?"

Speaking of his concentration, Chen Ao said with a strong momentum: "That's right, I'm also known as a treasure appraisal expert, and I'm a man who is known as a young husband with extraordinary eyesight."

Zhenzhen's face was covered with flushing. The young man in front of her was so calm when she bragged! Then she said, "Okay, Zhenzhen will compete with you."

Zhenzhen sat at Shen Ao's face, with a little interest in her eyes and said, "I'll take out a treasure. If the young master can guess its origin, the treasure will be the young master. What?"

Chen Ao shook his fan and said, "No, it's boring. I came to the flower garden to have fun. Why do I do with so many antiques? Why not do this? If I guess the origin, Miss Zhenzhen will drink a glass of wine and sing a song for Chen Ao, haha, how about it?"

Zhenzhen's face looked slightly angry and said to herself: "So it's a crazy man who doesn't know the world. You are here to make trouble in this flower garden?"

But what Chen Ao said just now that he brought so many antiques back to do was obviously a sure win, Zhenzhen couldn't help but think: "Okay, let's see what kind of ability he has today. If he loses, I'm willing."

Zhen Zhen nodded, her pretty face tightened, and she said seriously: "Huaner, go get a pot of wine."

Chen Ao hurriedly said, "Get ten pots of wine, how can one pot be enough? I want to bet with Miss Zhenzhen for a good time."

The little maid from Huan'er came over, in a dilemma, looking at Zhenzhen, wanting to hear how many pots of wine she wanted.

Zhenzhen's face was covered with frost and she said, "Just take ten pots and want to see Mr. Chen, who is destined to let Zhenzhen drink all the wine."

Huan'er went away, and after a while, she brought the wine.

Zhenzhen took the lead and said, "Young Master Chen, how do you think of this cauldron?"

Zhenzhen raised her slender hand and pointed her fingertips to an incense burner on the Eight Immortals table.

Chen Ao saw that incense pieces were still burning in the cauldron, emitting a faint scent of chrysanthemums; the furnace was made of bronze and had a simple style. Needless to say, this incense stove also has its origin.

Chen Ao only looked at it and sighed, "Why didn't Miss Zhenzhen ask about a problem? It would be boring to use such an incense burner to test this young master. A palace incense burner from the late Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that anyone who is a little familiar with treasure appraisal can see it."

Zhenzhen was just testing Chen Ao's depth. Seeing that Chen Ao had just taken a look and guessed the origin of the incense burner, she was shocked.

As Chen Ao said, the origin of this incense burner is not difficult, but it is probably not easy to see through its origin like Chen Ao at a glance.

It seems that I really met a master today!

Zhenzhen's eyes tightened, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she said, "Young Master is very smart. Zhenzhen believes now! I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Zhenzhen will do this glass of wine first." As she said that, she put on her orchid finger and poured a glass of wine, arched slightly towards Chen Ao, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhenzhen has a good alcohol tolerance. Although she had a glass of wine, her face was covered with a hint of blush, and her behavior was still as normal.

Chen Ao watched the beauty drink with interest and smiled and said, "I've drunk it, should Zhenzhen sing a song?"

Zhenzhen went to the window table to get the nine-string guqin, plucked the strings with her fingertips, tried the sound first, and said, "Please give me some advice."

The strings of the piano are fluctuating, the sound of the piano goes from low to high, the cherry mouth opens, and hums in a low voice to the tune: "The dream is through the wind in the window, and the cold lights are blowing. I can wake up from the wine, and I hear the frequent rain at night on the empty steps, and I am sorry for being a guest in the world for a long time. I have let my beloved woman say a few words, so I will bear to..."

Halfway through singing, Chen Ao interrupted, "It's not nice, it's not nice, who wrote this lyrics? It's so literary. I don't like it."

Zhenzhen frowned. This is Liu Yong's poem. Liu Yong's career was bumpy and his life was in a poor state. He turned from pursuing fame to getting tired of the officialdom and indulged in the beautiful and prosperous brothels. Because most of the poems describe the life of brothels, his poems were highly respected in brothels.

Chen Ao said that the word was not good, which made Zhenzhen very unhappy. He couldn't help but curse, "This person really has no tutor." But he said, "So what poem does the young master think are better?"

Chen Ao smiled, his fingers beat the table, and sang at the top of his voice: "The lilac laughed and said softly, and his voice was low, saying that I had never been used to it. The clouds and rain were not harmonious, and it was long been blown away by the east wind. It was so thin that the sky didn't care..."
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