Chapter 152

Fuchun building is as magnificent as this name. It is eight feet high and covers an area of half the east of the city. The first floor is a teahouse for storytelling, the second floor is a theater for listening to the opera, the third floor is a wine restaurant, the fourth floor is a chess club, the fifth floor is a casino, the sixth floor is a flower building, and the seventh and eighth floors are where the girls live. In addition, there are nine winding corridors, pavilions, waterside pavilions, calligraphy and painting pavilions.

Bai zhantang took Leng Qingyan into the calligraphy and painting Pavilion. Leng Qingyan took a close look at the pattern in the calligraphy and painting Pavilion. A lot of valuable ancient books and paintings were placed on the bookshelves that could not be seen. A smell of books accompanied by the smell in the only stove in the pavilion was very good.

Father Teng was stopped outside the calligraphy and painting Pavilion.

As like as two peas, the white Pavilion opened a corner on one of the bookshelves. The bookshelves pushed aside and there was a tunnel crossing below. It was very dark to see nothing. The tunnel was just like what the cold wind had set in the cold house.

"Xiaoqingyan, what are you doing? Manager Bai is waiting for you at the bottom." Bai zhantang suddenly came close and said.

"Leng Qingyan just looked at the tunnel quietly, and she subconsciously stepped back.

no She's not going in! She can't get out when she goes in.

"Brother zhantang, take you down, come on!" Bai zhantang went down the tunnel and stretched out his hand to signal Leng Qingyan to come down.

Leng Qingyan looked at the hand, which was as white and strange as Bai zhantang's face. She took another step back and looked at the hand again. She suddenly had an illusion that the hand was like the hand that wanted to take her to hell. She shrank and retreated several steps and ran back.

He ran to the door of the calligraphy and painting Pavilion and pulled the door. The door couldn't open!

Leng Qingyan's body slid to the ground a little close to the door. Sitting on the cold ground, she only felt a chill in the center of her feet.

"Xiaoqingyan, don't you want to see manager Bai? Manager Bai is waiting for you there. Brother zhantang will take you to see him!" Bai zhantang's voice sounded suddenly over her head. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw his face whiter than a ghost. His mouth always had a strange smile. He stopped and picked up lengqingyan and walked to the tunnel.

"I... I'm not going!" Leng Qingyan looked at the tunnel getting closer and closer and struggled desperately.

"Xiaoqingyan, did anyone tell you that you can't struggle in a man's arms?" Bai zhantang strode forward and asked with a smile. Leng Qingyan Leng didn't react yet. Bai zhantang suddenly looked down at her and said, "if you struggle like this, men will react."

Leng Qingyan's action stagnated, forgot to struggle, and half of his face was as beautiful as peach blossom. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes to avoid the smiling eyes of the white exhibition hall.

Bai zhantang's thick skinned is not like words. Such frivolous words are nonsense.

"Xiaoqingyan, you look good when you blush!" there was a teasing sound from the white exhibition hall. Lengqingyan opened his eyes and looked up at him. There was a strange smile in his mouth, and half of his face was hidden in the dark.

Leng Qing Yan Meng looked back and looked around. There was a flicker of fire around the dark tunnel. The cold air was mixed with the smell of blood and rotten bodies. The dark wind came from all directions. Leng Qing Yan shrank and subconsciously buried his head in the arms of the white exhibition hall. His arms were as cold as his hands. Just for a moment, she raised her head, Just above the eyes hanging from the white exhibition hall.

His eyes were full of banter, and he said with a low smile, "xiaoqingyan, you are so anxious to throw yourself into the arms so soon! Do you find that brother zhantang is better than that confused gentleman? Ha ha!"

The voice of Bai zhantang was originally a little feminine. In this deep tunnel, his face was even paler against the fire. The hand placed on Leng Qingyan's waist made her tremble. Leng Qingyan would doubt whether Bai zhantang was human if his heartbeat could not be heard in his ear.

"Bai zhantang, you... Leng Qingyan just opened his mouth and was stunned before he could speak.

She smelled the cold breeze···

"Let go of me... I want to go back!" Leng Qingyan beat Bai zhantang hard. Bai zhantang's mouth always had a strange smile. He looked at Leng Qingyan in his arms and asked with a smile: "are you so afraid of him?".

Leng Qingyan's eyes flashed. The bottom of his eyes was full of panic. The breath could not be wrong. The cold breeze was right below and could not go down again!

Now she doesn't want to see the cold breeze.

Leng Qingyan slowly raised his eyes and stared at the white exhibition hall, "let go of me!"

Bai zhantang looked at her with a smile and looked straight at her. They looked at each other like time was forbidden at this moment. In a moment of silence, Bai zhantang gently raised a strange smile from the corners of his mouth, leaned over her ear, put his thin lip close to her small earlobe, stretched out his tongue, gently licked her and said, "kiss, brother zhantang will let you go." patted his face.

Leng Qingyan bit his teeth, closed his eyes and slowly approached Bai zhantang's face. He thought he had bitten the dog.

Seeing Leng Qingyan's face getting closer and closer, looking at the charming red lips approaching, Bai zhantang's eyes crossed a cunning, handsome face, and Leng Qingyan's red lips just fell on his thin lips.

The touch on his lips was wrong. Leng Qingyan fiercely opened his eyes. His eyes were red behind her ears. He pushed Bai zhantang away and stared at him hard. He squeezed out two words from his teeth, "toothless!"

"Oh!" Bai zhantang reached out and touched his thin lips and smiled, "didn't you kiss zhantang's brother secretly when you were a child? How can you be shy today."

Speaking of things in his childhood, Leng Qingyan was full of fire. At that time, Bai zhantang often bullied himself. In order to revenge him, he took Langhao to draw a turtle on his face while he was sleeping. As a result, he pretended to sleep. He fell on him without responding. He just touched his mouth. Where did he see himself kissing him?

"Bai zhantang!" Leng Qingyan shouted angrily and glared at him. His red lips moved. Just about to speak, a slight cough sounded.

"Cough..."

White steward!

Leng Qingyan looked for fame and saw an old man with white hair and beard coming out of the dark. His weather beaten face was full of wrinkles. His two deep-seated eyes could no longer see the luster of the past. His silver hair was a little messy. His broken cotton padded jacket was full of patches. His eyes were opposite. Leng Qingyan unconsciously red the frame of his eyes.

The white manager's turbid eyes flashed, and some excited strided in front of Leng Qingyan. His thin fingers trembled and stretched out in front of Leng Qingyan. His old tears and cracked lips moved, "Miss, is that you?"

"It's me!... manager Bai!" Leng Qingyan finally burst into tears, rushed over and hugged manager Bai's old body.

"Miss, the old slave thought he would never see you again. How have you been these years?" manager Bai gently stroked Leng Qingyan's back and asked.