Even with the high vision of wind and sand, this Miss Liu Jingwan and Liu can be regarded as stunning.

Her face is like a lotus, her makeup is bright, and she especially has a pair of stylish phoenix eyes, which has a very spiritual charm.

Wearing a palace ring, she highlights her slender waist and long legs, her figure is slender, her sitting posture is elegant, and her manual shoulders do not shake.

The delicate posture is elegant and elegant. The head and eyebrows are filled with wine with plain hands. The elegance is full of lightness and quickness, and the movements are faintly sharp.

Even if you put on makeup carefully and put on a dress, you are slightly inferior in appearance and can only make up for your figure.

In addition, the vivid and charming face is naturally charming, giving people a fleshy feeling, making people want to hold her in their arms and feel tenderness and elasticity.

This woman is very cold and beautiful, like a clear and cold jade, which makes people imagine the warmth and delicateness of the cold after removing the cold air.

However, in the eyes of Fengsha, the vivid sound is really charming, and this woman is pretending to be cold and gorgeous.

It is not necessarily done on purpose, but it should be the posture and temperament trained since childhood, such as Yi Xiruo.

But Yi Xiruo is even more beautiful.

I'm afraid it's because his current identity is not important enough to make this woman feel cold and charming. People just treat him as a guest, and at most he is a pretty important guest.

If it were the big shots this woman thought, it would definitely be a different look and attitude.

After filling two glasses of wine, Liu Jingwan raised her glass and toasted her toast her.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your face, Jingwan is very proud of you. However, Jingwan is unable to drink, and there is still a performance on the New Year's Eve banquet, Jingwan can only stop it briefly. Please forgive me. Jingwan is a song of Qing sings and thinks that she will apologize."

The voice is like a jade chime, crisp and cool. Although it is soft and beautiful, it seems quite alienated and distant.

Fengsha replied, "Miss Jingwan has to perform at night, so why dare to rush her voice? Just chat casually."

He came with a purpose. Just after the beautiful maid of the Liu family said, "Liu Jingwan was very popular at the age of twelve, and she was the leader of Yingxian Gefang. She was only 20 years old and was the owner of Yingxian Gefang." He decided to come and take a look.

Because it is easy for him to infer from this that Liu Jingwan should have grown up with Yang Zhu in Chen Xu, and at least received the attention and support of one core figure in Yang Zhu.

Fengsha's reply surprised Liu Jingwan, but it was just right for her wish. She gently touched the edge of the cup with her gorgeous lips, seemed to drink, but actually sucked it, and then she fell into the cup and said, "Thank you, Chen Shaolian."

She thanked her, but her expression was not a little thankful, but it seemed as if she should have been.

Even the wine was just a lip, as if she was drinking, it was already very embarrassing.

Seeing the vivid sound of kneeling beside the master, I became more and more angry and the dissatisfaction was written on my pretty face.

This is not to take the owner seriously, it is just treated as an ordinary guest, and toasting is like a gift.

However, in such occasions, the maid cannot speak casually, and it is even more impossible to get angry. Otherwise, she will be uneducated and lose her face. She has to endure it and think she will settle the score with you if she has the chance.

Fengsha was not angry, so he raised his glass and smiled, and drank it all in one gulp.

Liu Jingwan raised her white wrist lightly and pointed: "Green He, pour wine for the guests."

Qinghe was the beautiful maid who had just been invited to the wind and sand. She sat slanted beside Liu Jingwan, staring at the opposite side of the song. She responded and reached out to get the wine pot.

It was obvious that Liu Jingwan was just a polite sentence, and Qinghe was even more reluctant. She couldn't help but snorted secretly, reached out to grab the wine pot, and filled it with the owner.

"I heard from Miss Qinghe that after the establishment of Yingxian Songfang, Miss Liu performed dances several times, and became popular with Chen Xu..."

Fengsha said, "It just so happens that I have a restaurant in Beijing called Zhuangyuanlou. Xue Banshou, the lead singer of the Alanlou Songfang, lives in the top court. He always goes downstairs to perform..."

Liu Jingwan interrupted in a lost voice: "Xue Banshou? But at the Kaifeng House Banquet, I sang accompaniment to everyone in the palace. A silent song stunning the capital. Even His Majesty praised Xue Yinu Xue Xingshou?"

Fengsha nodded with a smile: "Fortunately, Xue Banshou stayed at the station, so the Bilou was able to be the third of the top ten restaurants in Bianzhou."

He is a white strip in the waves of the romance field, and he knows best how to get a courtesan from holding a posture to throwing himself into his arms.

Liu Jingwan indeed looked at him again with a brand new look.

The cold and beautiful eyes suddenly became bright, like the wind encountered by the Mirror Lake, sparkling and shining brightly.

"I heard that Yangdi has a competition for fighting skills during festivals, and all the winners have chosen one in a hundred miles, especially the singing and dancing in Youjing Garden is the best."

Fengsha lowered his head and turned his wine glass, stared at the wine rippling slightly, and said softly: "If you are lucky enough to invite the best singers in the sing and dance to the Zhuangyuan Tower and Xue Banshou, you will surely be able to sensation in the capital and even lead the trend of the whole world."

Liu Jingwan could no longer hold back her cold and beautiful appearance, and quickly turned into a cold spring breeze: "I opened my muscles at the age of four, practiced my voice at the age of six, and became successful at the age of eight, and entered the house at the age of ten, and became a little famous after the age of twelve."

After saying that, Yingying stood up and turned to the side of the table.

The two jade hands suddenly shook their ceremonial skirts, and their long legs split into one. The tall one suddenly shortened, just facing the wind and sand, eyes facing each other.

Fengsha couldn't help but look after her legs, her legs came out of her skirt, and her white socks were better than snow. She looked at each side, her eyes could not stop shrinking in the middle, but could not stop lifting up.

Liu Jingwan held her head up and her chest, raised her jaw slightly, reached out to grab Fengsha's left hand, and supported her waist. Yanran said: "The strength must be flexible from the waist. Do you think Wan'er's waist is still flexible?"

Fengsha pressed it lightly a few times, and despite the slinging, it was shocking to touch, and nodded seriously and said, "Flexible."

The sound is so delicious that I stared at Liu Jingwan and said to myself that she was still wearing a shelf and pretending to be cool just now, thinking you are so reserved! The result is so shameless.

Liu Jingwan seemed to be quite tickling, giggled, and said shyly: "You qi comes from the dantian, and bulges and makes sounds. It is better to touch your breath than to listen to sounds. You have pressed it."

He opened his lips and turned his tongue, and whispered softly and whispered to the high notes again, poured down, murmured in a low voice, and suddenly stopped.

The lingering sound lingers on the beams, tempting to stick to the ears.

I hummed in a faint voice, and I wanted to seduce my master by just your screams. What a joke.

Perhaps because of luck, Liu Jingwan's cheeks were as pink as fresh peaches, and she said charmingly: "Do you think Wan'er's qi and veins are still long and even?"

The wind and sand stopped and said: "Long and even."

Liu Jingwan was still wary of him being unable to hold back and pounced on him, intending to spin up and dance with the flow, so that people can see it, but they can't get it if they can touch it.

I never thought that this young man, Chen, was not moved by his own voice.

She couldn't help but feel a desire to conquer. She reached out to take the wine glass that had not moved just now, toasted with both hands, and went up to clink the glass with Fengsha: "With Mr. Chen's wisdom, how could you not see that Wan'er was a little negligent just now? Wan'er punished herself for a glass, don't be angry."

After speaking, I tilted my neck and drank, and I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the wine flowed along the pointed jaw to the beautifully curved snow neck.
Chapter completed!