Chapter 3214

"In this world, how many people will be at the critical moment of life and death, regardless of their own safety, leaving the hope of life to the other party and the possibility of death to themselves?"

"Yes, yes, it is said that the truth is seen in times of crisis, and love is stronger than gold..."

"Young Master Yu and Young Master Chu are really..."

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Chu Chusheng only felt that one head was two big, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears, as if thousands of flies were making noise, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

"It's so noisy, change to a quieter place." Chu Chusheng said in a rough voice.

Both Xiaoliuzi and Yunhua also heard what the storyteller said.

The difference is that Yunhua is covering his mouth, trying to hold back a smile, but Little Six is ​​extremely worried.

The young master of his family has good views and is an upright person. It's unreasonable to be made up like this by these gossiping people!

But like Chu Chusheng, he was also afraid that if he really stopped those people's behavior, the people in the whole Yuecheng would think that there was no money in this place.

He could only hold his breath secretly, moved the carriage to its original position, and silently waited for his young master to come out.

Chu Chuyan and Mo Siyu followed the bustard upstairs to the best wing room on the third floor, where a woman who had lifted her veil sat.

Mo Siyu sized the woman up and down, she had an aura that was pure but not demonic.

Although she came from this place of fireworks, she is not an ordinary girl here, her heart reveals a hint of arrogance and unyielding, like a lotus flower blooming in the mud.

Mo Siyu kept staring at him, leaned close to Chu Chuyan's ear, and muttered: "Oiran is indeed an oiran, she looks really good-looking."

Chu Chuyan glanced at her, "In Brother Yu's eyes, among all the girls, which one is not good-looking?"

Mo Siyu: "...."

It seems, no!

In her eyes, anyone with decent facial features is not bad.

Facing any woman, a philanthropic person like Mo Siyu seems to be able to find a little or two shining points in her.

The bustard brought the two of them in and went out.

There were only three people left in the room, two men and one woman, Mo Siyu pulled Chu Chuyan to sit down in front of the other party, separated by a long distance from Hua Kui.

"What song do you two want to hear?" Hua Kui plucked the strings and looked up at Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu leaned on the crimson lacquered wooden chair, picked up the pastry on the glass cup, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "You can play whatever repertoire you are good at."

As he spoke, he realized something, raised his eyes to look at Chu Chuyan who was sitting upright, with a stern handsome face and said nothing, and quickly asked, "Brother Yan, is there anything you want to hear?"

Chu Chuyan: "Hmph!"

Just now when we were talking about poems downstairs, they were all boudoir erotic words, even if we want to listen to music here, can we still play songs like high mountains and flowing water?

It doesn't matter if you don't listen!

Faced with Chu Chuyan's reaction, Mo Siyu was extremely embarrassed. This person has already followed to Qinghuanlou, why is he still looking bitter and would rather die than surrender?

How about no one forcing him?

If you don't like this place, you can just refuse with words just now, why don't you come up with her.

The oiran had already started to tune the strings and plucked a tune, and the faint and lingering tune rang out in the wing room where the fragrance was floating.

Mo Siyu listened with gusto, and hummed along, "The scenery in the Qinghuan Building is so beautiful, nothing more beautiful than a beautiful woman..."

Turning around from the corner of his eyes, he saw Chu Chuyan frowning, as if he was extremely repulsed by this song.

Mo Siyu quickly stopped, and asked bravely, "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"