Quick Wear: Daji is a Bad Woman

Chapter 580
Soon, Mo Ran came back with ice cubes. Ji Chen hurt his buttocks and could only lie on his stomach. Mo Ran put down the ice cubes and let Ji Chen lie on it. This posture is too shameful. Ji Chen looked at it awkwardly Eye Daji, Mo Ran understands.

"Yang'er, Young Master Ji will be embarrassed if you are here."

Daji sneered, looked Ji Chen up and down, his eyes stayed on the buttocks for a few seconds, his eyes showed that I hadn't seen you, Ji Chen lowered his head and his ears were red.

"Ranran, then I'm going to drink." Daji left the two of them with a chic back.

Mo Ran didn't care either. After all, Daji was an upright hero in his heart. Drinking is serious drinking, but he didn't want Daji to be drinking, and went to drink flower wine.

"Miss, you are welcome, rare visitor."

Seeing Daji, the steward immediately recognized that this was the distinguished guest who made a big deal last time.

"Who are you looking for today?"

Daji shook her head, and took out a piece of gold: "If you don't look for anyone today, call all your oirans here, and arrange the best food and drinks."

The steward smiled and narrowed his eyes, and hurried to make arrangements.

In the box on the second floor, just as Daji sat down, a man holding a pipa came in.

The man was wearing a bright red outer shirt, revealing a fair chest. In this world of female lords, this kind of dress is really bold, with good facial features, but a pair of slightly raised fox eyes gave him a lot of points. He made a salute: "Miss, the slave little fox, is the number one card here."

The other party has a sense of seductiveness in every gesture. A male vixen has signs written all over his body that he is not a serious man. In this world, male vixens are not very popular, and women like dignified and generous men.

But Daji is not an ordinary person. She lifted the other's chin with her fingers, and the corner of her mouth raised a satisfied arc: "Your eyes are so beautiful, Miss Ben likes it."

There was a flash of surprise in the other party's eyes. I didn't expect Daji to specifically praise his beautiful eyes. When he was sold here, both men and women called him a vixen, even though he really didn't seduce anyone.

"Come and sit." Daji patted the seat next to her.

Xiaohu put down his pipa, instead of sitting down, he picked up the jug and filled Daji with wine.

"Miss, what song do you want to hear?"

Daji thought for a while, and for some reason thought of "Don't Forget". She had been away from that world for a long time, and the people and things there were still clear.

"Lend me the pipa."

Xiaohu handed over the pipa, and Daji held the pipa skillfully and began to play. The familiar tune seemed to bring Daji back to the days in the prehistoric times.

Xiaohu was also full of surprises. He didn't expect that this handsome guest could play the pipa better than him. You must know that he has learned the pipa since he was a child, and he also became the top player with his pipa.

Gradually, the little fox was attracted by the pipa music, showing obsession on his face.

At the end of the song, the sound of Daji putting down the pipa brought Xiaohu back to his senses.

"Miss, I have never heard this song before, what is it called?"

Xiaohu is familiar with all the pipa songs in the world, especially such an amazing piece, it is impossible not to be famous.

"It's called "Don't Forget", written by an old friend."

This song has also appeared in many mission worlds, and the people behind the song have become passers-by.

The little fox's eyes showed deep longing. Due to his status, he was too embarrassed to ask for the score. Daji smiled and said, "If you like it, I will tell you the score."

"Really? My lord is willing to tell me the music score." Xiaohu was flattered, after all, such a world-shattering song is not passed on to the outside world.

"Well, just let me listen to you after you practice."

Xiaohu happily took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to study the ink. Daji wrote down the music score. Looking at Daji's handwriting, Xiaohu was amazed again.

He is also educated, not a man who doesn't understand anything, but later his family was sold out, with iron bones and silver hooks, majestic and majestic, the owner who wrote this word has an extraordinary identity.

Xiaohu looked at Daji carefully. Her skin was snow-white, without any vulgarity of a woman, and she was full of dignity. Thinking of the age of the new emperor who had just ascended the throne, Xiaohu was horrified and knelt tremblingly: "You are..."

Daji supported him: "I'm just a guest."

The little fox held his breath nervously, not daring to speak more.

"Receive me as you usually receive guests."

"Yes."

After all, Xiaohu was nervous and couldn't let go. Daji was a little disappointed, and left after drinking.

There were too few entertainment venues in ancient times, and Daji went around a bit boring, ready to go home.

"Sell your body to bury your mother, sell your body to bury your mother."

A weak male voice yelled, and passers-by watched the fun one after another.

Lu Lingjiu: "It seems that no matter where they are, they are selling themselves to bury their mothers."

Daji took a look, her face was plain... and she left.

At this time, there was a cry of a child, and Daji couldn't help but pause. For some reason, her heart throbbed.

"Why is there a child?"

"This is my sister. My mother is seriously ill. I heard that there are free famous doctors in the capital for treatment, but I don't think my mother can't hold on..." The man began to cry as he spoke.

"Where's your father?"

"My mother is seriously ill and can't work. There is still a younger sister at home, and my father has run away."

"Hey, nasty man."

"How can this be."

The onlookers scolded, only Daji stood where she was, staring at the child on the man's back.

The child is about half a year old, with exquisite facial features, white and beautiful.

Lu Lingjiu: "Host, this child is about the same age as yours, do you want to check it out?"

Just when Daji raised her foot and was about to pass, a fat woman came with her servants.

"Hey, Xiao Lang is not bad, why don't you talk to Miss Ben, Miss Ben will make you eat hot and spicy food."

Well, dudes are everywhere.

"Miss, as long as you can help me bury my mother, I will be yours."

"Okay, go and bury his mother."

"Wait..." The man continued, "There is also my sister, she is still young, I hope Miss can take him in together."

The woman looked at the child in his back basket, and frowned in disgust: "You are just selling yourself to bury your mother. Your sister, Miss Ben, doesn't want it. The one who gave birth is a symbol, but it's a pity that it's a girl."

Speaking of the latter part, the woman smiled lewdly, and one can imagine how she would treat her if she were a man.

"That's not okay, I can't go with you." The man took a step back to express his protest.

The woman was irritated: "My old lady is shameless for you, you are asking for advice and bargaining, don't be ignorant, hurry up and go with my old lady."

As he said that, the woman came over to grab his hand, and the servants also rushed to help hold the man down. The child in the basket was frightened and burst into tears.

The woman was annoyed by the noise of crying, so she slapped the child with a slap: "Why are you crying? If you cry again, I will beat you to death."

The woman Yang's hand in mid-air was intercepted.

(End of this chapter)