The last time Yang Fan was here, he didn't notice that the two private rooms on both sides of the door had been changed. That day was the Wu Clan's family banquet, the seating arrangement in the hall was also different from today. Today's banquet was arranged around the circular stage, and the private rooms on both sides were in the best position to watch the stage.
Once the door of the private room was closed, it was a completely enclosed space, where people could talk about private topics, and when they opened it, they could enjoy the singing and dancing on the stage.
The disturbance that occurred at the entrance had attracted the attention of many customers, and in order to attract everyone back as soon as possible, the manager sent six enchanting beauties to dance a sexy and moving dance on the stage.
Yang Fan walked to the Orchid Room amidst the lively rhythm of the Kucha dance, and there were still two tall and sturdy female sumo wrestlers standing at the door. When they saw Yang Fan walking over, the two fierce-looking women tried their best to squeeze out a friendly and cordial smile, and opened the door for him.
At this time, the customers of the "Golden Hairpin Drunken" already knew Yang Fan's identity, and were curious as to who he was meeting here. Taking advantage of the opening of the door, everyone looked inside, and saw a beauty, lying on her side behind a low table, with one hand supporting her cheek, smiling at Yang Fan.
The door was closed again, and with just a glance, the beauty's radiance hit them in the face. Everyone felt that the woman was extremely beautiful, and her charm and temperament were also excellent. That slender thigh that was bent was even more beautiful, but as for her facial features and figure, which part was the most beautiful, and what she looked like, they couldn't think of it at the moment, and the only feeling left in their minds was, "Extremely beautiful!"
Some of the customers raised their wine cups in a daze, and drank a large cup of wine, still reminiscing about the beauty's extremely graceful figure, and the indescribable beauty. They only felt the fragrance lingering in their teeth, and the aftertaste was endless. Only now did they know that beauty was truly a feast for the eyes!
However, even though they had never seen Princess Taiping before, everyone immediately guessed that the woman in the private room was the flower of Luoyang, the princess of the princesses, the noble Taiping! Because even though she was lazily lying on the couch, that kind of noble, awe-inspiring, and sacred beauty was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
Yang Fan was in the room, so naturally, he could see more clearly than anyone else. He was a little curious. He didn't know why Princess Taiping liked to wear plain clothes these days, but the deepest memory in his mind had always been of Princess Taiping wearing a red dress on the banks of the Luo River, like a beautiful mermaid leaping ashore.
But he also had to admit that even if Princess Taiping was wearing plain clothes, she was still extremely beautiful. This kind of beauty of hers was completely different from Shanghai Wan 'er's simple, elegant, tranquil, graceful like a white lotus, her facial features exuding a scholarly air. Even if she was wearing plain clothes, Princess Taiping was dazzling like a cluster of flames.
Although she was wearing a simple and elegant gown, it was completely different from Shangguan Wan 'er's wide robe with big sleeves and elegant intellectual beauty. Her plain gown was made in the style of a Hu costume, and it was very tight and close-fitting. It had a half-sleeved collar, a short skirt, a crescent white belt, and pearl-white pointed satin boots …
If when Wan 'er was wearing a white robe, she was like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, making people intoxicated with her bright and beautiful, then Princess Taiping …
For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't think of any words to describe her. Perhaps … she was like a plate of delicate fish that was as thin as cicada's wings and as white as the first snow. Anyone who saw her would want to take the entire plate and swallow her proud and enchanting body into their stomach to satiate their desire.
Today, she was wearing women's clothing. Yang Fan had rarely seen her go out in women's clothing.
"You're a little late!"
Princess Taiping smiled sweetly at him, lightly patted the couch beside her, and softly said, "Come and sit!"
Yang Fan looked calm, walked over very calmly, and sat down beside her. Princess Taiping thought that he would be full of vigilance and vigilance towards her like before, and would never sit beside her. Seeing his action, a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes.
That trace of surprise was seen by Yang Fan, and Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly smile. Since the last time when he "fled in panic" from the Princess Mansion, he had reflected on the reason why he was often teased by Princess Taiping.
In fact, he was often at a disadvantage in front of Princess Taiping. The key was not whether Princess Taiping had guessed what he would do, but facing Princess Taiping, who had both gratitude and resentment towards him, and facing her passionate and bold teasing, Yang Fan's state of mind was easily disturbed. When his mind was disturbed, naturally his mood would be easily controlled by Princess Taiping.
Therefore, Yang Fan had already thought of the most effective way to deal with her: turning from guest to host! Turning from defense to offense!
Yang Fan put on a serious face and said, "Originally I wouldn't be late, but unfortunately, I met an old friend at the door just now, and was delayed for a while!"
Princess Taiping slightly frowned and said, "Old friend, what old friend do you have?"
Yang Fan said, "Of course it's that Prince Consort Wu who chased me on the long street two days ago."
"Oh?"
'Whoosh!' Princess Taiping sat up with a slightly nervous expression. However, seeing Yang Fan's clothes were neat and tidy, without any injury on his body, her nervous expression was swept away. She smiled again and said, "Where is he? He didn't dare to do anything to you, right? "
Yang Fan originally wanted to scare her, but Princess Taiping's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations. Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little strange and asked, "What did you do to him? I can see that he has a deep hatred for me, but … he actually endured it … "
Princess Taiping made a face at him and proudly said with a smile, "Mountain people have their own brilliant plan, but … heaven's secrets cannot be revealed, hee hee …"
When she said 'mountain people', Yang Fan immediately thought of her metaphor of 'two fishes' and asked, "You sent someone to my residence and said that there is a fish on the hook! Once the fish is on the hook, it can also be released, right? I would like to ask, how can this fish escape from the hook? "
Princess Taiping slightly narrowed her pair of charming eyes and enchantingly said, "You think … I will easily tell you?"
Yang Fan's eyes quickly flashed and he picked up the half cup of wine that Princess Taiping had placed on the table and gently took a sip.
He actually didn't get angry?
This time it was Princess Taiping's turn to be surprised. She glanced at Yang Fan in astonishment and slightly rolled her eyes, thinking about his unusual reaction. Yang Fan held that mouthful of wine, tasted it for a moment and swallowed it. He looked at Princess Taiping again and calmly asked, "Why did you find me again today?"
"He actually didn't ask how to release Wan 'er from the vow?"
Princess Taiping was even more puzzled. Yang Fan's performance was always beyond her expectations. Her feeling of having the pearl of wisdom in her hands gradually became less and less.
Of course, she didn't like it. Every time Yang Fan saw her, he couldn't forget about Shanghai Wan 'er. Every time he anxiously asked how to release Wan' er from the vow, she would be sad, jealous and angry. But she always had a way to provoke Yang Fan and make him even more out of control.
But now, Yang Fan's performance made his mood like the clouds in the sky, floating here and there, completely unpredictable. Princess Taiping simply didn't know what Yang Fan was thinking, and also didn't know what he wanted to do. Her Royal Highness was a little flustered.
She gently bit her lower lip and glanced at Yang Fan. Then she gently straightened her long leg and gently rubbed it on Yang Fan's knee. She put it under his eyelids and again used her old trick, charmingly and softly said, "I want … to ask you to come and drink with me."
Her left leg was curled horizontally under the knee of her right leg. Her right leg was perfectly straight, like a "4" on the back of a piece of paper. That perfectly straight right leg was stretched horizontally in front of Yang Fan as if to show off.
Her snow-white riding pants were tucked into her boots. The line of her calf was beautiful, smooth like a silver saury that had just been caught on the shore. And her thighs were perfectly round like jade pillars, forming a sharp contrast with her slender calf. But there wasn't the slightest sense of awkwardness. It was a pair of thighs with a golden ratio, and the line of her legs was perfectly straight without any protrusions.
"Didn't you ask me to go to the Luo River on Valentine's Day?"
Yang Fan glanced at her. As he spoke, his hand was already on her calf. Then he slowly tightened his grip. Her calf was just thick enough for him to grasp it with one hand. Princess Taiping's calf muscles were flexible and firm, full of elasticity.
But this was only a momentary feeling, because Princess Taiping's leg immediately straightened, and the calf muscles immediately became as hard as iron due to the tension.
"You … … You … …"
Princess Taiping didn't know if she was surprised and happy, or afraid and embarrassed. She had racked her brains, didn't she just hope that her lover would look back at her and have a little bit of intimacy and love for her?
But when all of this really happened, she had a kind of panic and fear. Because in her view, it was impossible for Yang Fan to give in so easily, or be captivated by her beauty. Because of this, she was somewhat at a loss of what to do with Yang Fan's unconventional actions.
She wanted to pull her leg back, but she was also reluctant to do so. Yang Fan's hand was on her calf. First, he lightly touched it, giving her a kind of ticklish feeling. Then he tightly grasped it, and the burning feeling was like putting her leg on a stove. Princess Taiping couldn't help but shudder.
Yang Fan grasped her calf, and then played with her perfectly round ankle. Then he slowly moved up her calf, and gradually slid down to her sensitive, delicate, soft, and plump thigh.
Yang Fan's speed of speaking was not fast, but there was a kind of unquestionable tyranny in his voice, "I'm asking you a question!"
Taiping gave in and replied in a low voice, "Because … … because I can't wait until Valentine's Day … …"
"Huh?"
Yang Fan looked at her again, causing Princess Taiping to be flustered. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Yang Fan again. She only stammered, "I … … I miss you … …"
When these words came out, her face immediately became as red as an apple. Because of the strength that Yang Fan had displayed, she probably felt a little wronged.
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