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    date="2020-12-22"

    title="Chapter 52 Exploding Hair "

    weight="113237"

    series = ["Marriage Under the Heavens"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Although Yan Yu admired Qin Jiu's courage, he felt that Qin Jiu had lost the bet. In terms of betting, no matter what bet or bet, he has never lost, unless he loses voluntarily. However, the enchanting smile on Qin Jiu's face made him still a little wary, not knowing what kind of moth Qin Jiu will produce by then.

    He curled his lips and smiled, and a faint light flashed in Leng Xifeng's eyes. He reached out and pushed aside the wine bottle in front of him, and directly touched the wine bottle on the side.

    Who knows, unexpectedly, touched a void.

    He lowered his head and squinted, only to realize that the hip flask had been moved sometime.

    The little yellow-haired parrot with white feathers and red beak put his head in the jug at some point and was drinking.

    Yan Yu's outstretched hand froze suddenly, and his sword eyebrows were raised. He had never seen such a nasty bird, and actually drank his wine. Seeing that it is a flat-haired beast, he does not care about it, it is getting more and more energetic.

    Yan Yu raised his sword eyebrows, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and the waves in his eyes surged. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the yellow-haired out of the flask.

    The yellow-haired is obviously a little drunk, shaking his head, Black Bean's eyes stared at Yan Yu and said: "Beauty! Beauty is coming for a drink." Although he is drunk, the little parrot can speak clearly, and he can speak clearly. Clearly Chu, extremely loud.

    With a "pounce", a maid waiting behind her couldn't help but laughed.

    Panxin covered her lips with her sleeves, her eyes flowed, staring at the roof, but she was obviously holding back a smile.

    Lan She just twitched the corner of her lips.

    Yan Yu was stared with anger. If he was also a bird, it is estimated that the hair all over his body would explode.

    "What a parrot, he dared to drink my king's wine secretly, to see if my king doesn't pluck your hair today." Yan Yu said, he went to pluck the yellow feathers on his yellow-haired head, look at these yellow feathers It's too dazzling.

    Qin Jiu was startled, and said hurriedly: "No!"

    But it seems to be too late, the few yellow-haired on the head of the yellow-haired, two of them were plucked out.

    Qin Jiu sighed and looked at Yan Yu sympathetically, she had reminded him, it's not her fault. The few yellow feathers on the yellow-haired head are the yellow-haired inverse scales. If anyone touches it, there will be no fruit to eat. Besides, it is now drunk again.

    Sure enough, the yellow-haired roused her head, looking down at the few yellow feathers that fell from her body, and the hairs all over her body suddenly exploded.

    The gentle and lovely little parrot instantly transformed into a ferocious hawk, with a sharp gloom flashing in the black bean's eyes.

    Yan Yu realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew his hand that was going to be plucked again, secretly crying out. Suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of him, and the distance was too close. He hurriedly turned his head and closed his eyes, but it seemed that it was late, and he felt a tingling pain in the corner of his eye.

    Yan Yu snorted coldly, squinted, and reached out to grab the yellow-haired neck. But he didn't want the little bird to be very slippery, and with a flutter, it rushed to his back, as if he was still unwilling, and wanted to scratch his back again.

    Qin Jiu can see clearly, knowing that the yellow-haired is going down, as if she is dead. With a flick of his fingers, several red threads flew out, like a woven net, which held the yellow-haired back and pulled it back.

    The yellow-haired is not reconciled yet, struggling in Qin Jiu's arms. Qin Jiu leaned over and put the yellow feather that had fallen on the tabletop and was pulled by Yan Yu into its paws. The yellow-haired looked at the two yellow feathers. Then it calmed down, and the black bean eyes shone with a mournful gloom.

    Yan Yu was a little stunned. It seemed that he and this little parrot's Liangzi had settled down.

    This witch’s little pet is just like the witch, not easy to mess with!

    If he really wants to deal with this demon girl, he has to find a way to stop this little guy.

    Yan Yu glanced at Qin Jiu obliquely, and stretched out his hand to touch, the hand was actually stained with blood.

    Panxin and Lan She didn't dare to laugh anymore, their faces turned white, they hurriedly got up and walked in front of Yan Yu, and asked worriedly, "Master, are you okay!"

    Yan Yuxie narrowed his eyes and said, "I can't die."

    Panxin took out the white handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped it gently on the scar at the corner of Yan Yu's eye, her black eyes filled with worry.

    Qin Jiu blinked and saw that Yan Yu's face was not good, but he didn't seem to have any killing intentions. Then he smiled and joked: "My lord, my little parrot loves the lord so much, so I put a poke in the corner of the lord's eye. This is what I like, don't grab anyone. You see, I have one right out of my eye, and she can cover it!"

    Panxin was amused by Qin Jiu's words again, and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, Jiuye didn't say I haven't noticed yet! Jiuye's poke is pretty pretty."

    Yan Yu took the wine cup handed over by the maid, took a sip, raised his eyebrows and looked at the mole at the corner of Qin Jiu's eye, sneered: "What poke, you are a mole, OK?"

    Qin Jiu covered his lips and smiled: "It's really a poke!"

    But it's not yellow-haired.

    "Ge Er, the guests downstairs can't wait, the hour has come, and Mama Cui will let you pass!" A little girl came over to preach.

    Yan Yu snorted lightly, glanced at Qin Jiu, and said: "Go down first, and this king will tidy up your clothes. Remember the bet you just made!" As he said, he patted Lan She on the shoulder, covering the corners of his eyes. Away.

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    The lights and shadows in the lobby on the first floor are faint,

    Ribbons fluttering.

    Qin Jiu sits in the most conspicuous seat in the middle, a light rose-colored gown that is extremely gorgeous under the light. The yellow-haired nestled in her arms, seemingly still sad.

    Qin Jiu patted its head and smiled and said, "Who asked you to provoke this demon? It's better to be plucked with two hairs." The yellow-haired was sad and reluctant to speak, just holding two yellow feathers in a daze.

    At this moment, on the stage where Yan Yu was just singing, a tortoise slave dressed as a clown jumped onto the stage and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to come to Wuyouju. Today is our Wuyouju Lanshe. A good day for Young Master. If there is a master who likes our Young Master Lan She, as long as you can win his favor, you can become Master Lan She's guest."

    In every brothel, there are always a few young men who do not sell themselves. This is actually just a trick of the brothel, but it is just to catch the benefactors who want to try new things.

    Wuyouju is no exception.

    Male prostitutes are generally not as popular as female prostitutes in brothels, but there are very few male brothels, some brothels are not available, and Wuyouju has only a few. And Lan She is still a young woman, and she is known for her good voice. Therefore, many people want to get Lan She.

    When the turtle slave spoke, many people applauded in response.

    "Go down, ask Lang to come on stage!" someone shouted.

    Turtle slave smiled and said: "Don't worry, everyone, please come to the stage for Lang!" As he said, he shouted in a high voice, "Lan She!"

    I heard someone responding behind the scenes: "Don't urge this not to come?"

    This sound sounds so pleasing to the ear, it can be seen that it can only be obtained through hard training. Qin Jiu could hear the sound of the sounds of nature that had just sung the tune, that he had worked hard.

    The red silk curtain was pulled open, and Qin Jiu watched as he walked out of Lan She, only feeling a little fuzzy in front of her eyes. She seemed to see the young man crying in the palace.

    At that time, his name was not Lan She, but Lan Ting.

    At that time, she was not Qin Jiu, she was the female shangshu who served Empress Bai's government, and the official position was equal to that of the foreign dynasty.

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