" Princess, how can you wear such clothes…" Even the most frivolous courtesan would not dare to wear such bold and revealing clothes!
"Aunt Hua, I think this dress suits me. Also, from now on, there will no longer be An Wenxi in Feng Qing Xuan, only me, Rouge Drunk!”An Wenxi walked past Aunt Hua and sat in front of the dressing table.
The eyebrow pencil swept across the top of her eyebrows and drew a line that flew into her sideburns, instantly adding a bit of enchantment to her entire face. The extremely light eyeliner made her watery almond-shaped eyes more charming. The dark rouge rubbed the shadow of her nose, and her little finger dipped in rouge and rubbed it on her thin lips, making it look delicate and charming.
Her ankle-length black hair was draped behind her ears. She picked up a lock of black hair and tied it up into a simple bun. She tucked the red silk Manjusaka in her hair.
An Wenxi looked at the enchanting and charming woman in the bronze mirror and smiled faintly. However, the scar on her forehead that had the word "slave" branded on it was especially ugly.
An Wenxi picked up a pen and dipped it in red rouge. She drew a flirtatious red spider lily on the burn, adding a touch of fatal temptation!
Aunt Hua was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She stared at An Wenxi's side profile and muttered,""Beautiful, too beautiful."
"Aunt Hua, go outside and watch. Call me when I enter.”An Wenxi instructed softly.
Feng Qing Xuan's reception hall was bustling with voices, all looking forward to the appearance of a woman called " Drunken Rouge " tonight. It was said that she was an extremely beautiful woman with a noble aura. Some people said that they were the lowest slaves that the flower maiden had brought from the slave market.
Amidst the noise, a pair of sharp black eyes locked onto the high platform in the parlor.
Was she still so stubborn after such humiliation?
Suddenly, a breeze blew past, and the curtains fluttered. Half of the lights in the reception hall were extinguished, and a pleasant zither sound drifted over. The man in red's black hair was like a waterfall as he plucked the strings of the zither.
Ha…To actually be able to make Young Master Feng come out to play accompaniment for her, just where did she come from? Feng Qingxuan and the other girls exclaimed in their hearts.
"She's a leisurely setting sun
How much I want, how much I want, who knows how to appreciate?"
The lights flashed, and everyone's eyes focused on the center of the stage. On a huge drum, a woman's thick black hair covered her entire body, revealing her lazy and charming side profile.
The sound of the zither began to play. The woman sat up and threw the red silk in her hand. Her snow-white feet began to dance to the sound of the zither.
Her red lips parted slightly, and a coquettish singing voice flowed out from her throat.
"She's a leisurely setting sun
How much I want, how much I want, who knows how to appreciate?"
She flicked the red silk in her hand lightly, held her forehead, and raised her eyebrows. She was so charming that she was in her bones. The gradually faster and slower dance steps intertwined, the light and enchanting spin, the shyness that was about to say something, all turned into gentle dance steps.
"He has a blue window
Just waiting, just waiting for someone to share it with."
Her charming eyes were like silk, her eyebrows were slightly closed, and her exposed slender waist was gently swaying. Her perfect curves danced as she spun, and her snow-white breasts were faintly discernible, causing the ambiguous atmosphere in the flower hall to heat up rapidly.
How much I want, how much I want, who knows how to sing?
His eyes are full of gentleness
Just waiting, just waiting for someone to bloom for it."
Her red dress fluttered in the wind. She was as beautiful as a demon!
Beigong Zhe pursed his lips tightly as he looked at the red dress. He resisted the urge to drag her off the stage. He had said that she was not allowed to wear red clothes. Did she ignore his words?
It was undeniable that her red clothes were blazing. She was really beautiful, so beautiful that it could move one's heart and soul, so beautiful that it was enchanting.
Beigong Zhe placed his right hand on his chest, which was thumping violently. His gaze followed the red dress on the stage uncontrollably. Every step and every spin was so seductive.
An Wenxi's lips curled up slightly. Her dance steps were bold and seductive. The red silk in her hand swept across everyone and then she threw it in the direction of the person. When it was about to touch the person's hand, she quickly put away the red silk and turned around to return to the center of the stage.
Beigong Zhe gripped the armrest of his hand tightly and pursed his thin lips.
He had been with her for so long, and she had danced for him. She had danced for him, but she had never danced such a charming and seductive dance like tonight. It seemed that he did not know her well enough!
" Falling in love openly
The wild waves that are obsessed with dreams
The more I panic, the more I think, the more I panic, the more I itch, the more I scratch, the more I itch."
The woman swayed her slender waist. The red silk wrapped around her slender neck and her arms. Her charming eyes intoxicated everyone in the room.
The footsteps gradually stopped, and the sound of the zither gradually ceased.
"Everyone, please remember that I am Drunken Rouge!”This sound was as clear as an oriole.
His clear and clean voice seemed to have injected a clear spring into everyone's hearts.
The crowd stared at the woman in red on the stage with undisguised excitement and interest in their eyes.
" Pa, pa, pa..." The reception hall burst into applause.
" Yanzhi…" A young master in white suddenly rushed out and tried to grab her small feet.
"This Young Master offers a thousand taels of silver. Tonight, Rouge Drunk belongs to this Young Master!”
An Wenxi turned around to avoid him and raised her charming eyebrows at him.
The white-robed silkpants 'eyes revealed a dazed look as he muttered,""Beauty…"
Beigong Zhe's face was ashen. The small celadon cup in his hand shattered with a sound, and blood flowed from his fingertips.
"Master…" Qing Xuan exclaimed.
Qing Xuan's voice startled the frightened person beside him. He glanced at the stage and reprimanded in a low voice,"She's indeed a vixen!"
Undoubtedly, his soul had also been taken away by this demon just now.
Aunt Hua shielded An Wenxi behind her and said to everyone,""Young Master, don't be anxious. As long as you give me a reward, you will have the chance to see our Miss Yanzhi.”
"Anyone who can conquer Yanzhi can become Yanzhi's guest.”This was a natural charm. Review: ** Time:091420181: 31PM #Special
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