Laozi is the village head

Yang Feng came to the mural, carefully watched the picture of the lady on it, and touched it with his hand. This time I can be sure that this was definitely painted, not printed. The expert hand, Lei Heng joked: "Brother , Don’t we rush it? After a while, the woman is more beautiful, more real, more fleshy, and more comfortable to touch."

"Sulky! You are just a layman, don't you think this is an art?" Yang Feng said angrily.

"Ms. Chen is also called art." Lei Heng retorted, and people laughed, even the waitress who greeted Yang Feng and the others laughed.

Yang Feng shook his head, sighed and said, "A master!"

"Really, do you still know art?" Lei Heng also took a look and asked suspiciously.

"I don't understand it with you." Yang Feng smiled helplessly and said to the waiter: "Your boss is definitely a wonderful person."

"Why do you say that?" the waiter asked curiously.

"Last night the stars and last night's wind, the east side of Guitang, the west side of the painting building; the body has no colored phoenix wings, and the heart has a clear understanding; the next seat sends the hook spring wine to warm, and the cao shoots the wax lamp red; sighs and listens to the drum to respond to the official and go to Malan Taiwan class breaks down." Yang Feng stopped saying anything after reading a poem so endlessly. Lei Heng and the others looked at each other and were very puzzled. This poem sounds familiar, but they don’t know. It came from who did it, and I don't know what its name is. Anyway, I know this ancient man made it.

Sending them into the room, the waiter hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Connect me to the boss, there is an emergency."

Inside the room, Yang Feng was surprised again. The room was very big. When you entered it, you felt like you were in a field. Looking up, there is a mural of blue sky and white clouds. Through three or five lines of bamboo, you can see one. The pool made of stones is almost seven or eight square meters in size. The shape looks like natural nature. The water vapor in the pool rises. There is a wooden table beside the pool. It is more than a foot high, more than half a meter wide and one long. There is a maroon-red Arhat bed on the edge of the rockery. On the small square table on the bed is a set of exquisite milky white tea sets. There is a closet in the corner of the room, hidden in the forest. Where does the quiet trail lead faintly.

"Quite!" Yang Feng couldn't help sighing. If this gives him a piece of heaven and earth, such a graceful work, he will definitely be able to play to the extreme. Unfortunately, he was born in this era and can only be faked and confused with the real, but he can achieve this level. It took a lot of thought to come.

The crisp door bell rang. Yang Feng opened the door in the past. Lei Heng explained that the sound insulation effect is very good here. If you hear the doorbell ringing, you have to open the door yourself. There is no remote control or the like. Open the door and you see three people dressed in clothes. The delicate girls in Luoqun came in, all at the age of eighteen or nineteen. The clothes of the three were of different colors, namely pink, green and white.

"The slave house pleases the son!" The door was closed gently, and the door was automatically locked, and the three girls saluted at the same time.

"Free gift!" Yang Feng said very much in the same way as the locals. People are playing and crossing, he can no longer live under the red flag in the new century.

Yang Feng sat down on the Luohan bed, dressed up as a big master, a woman in a white skirt, went to the wooden stool that Yang Feng didn't understand what it was doing, took out a piano, tried the sound, a faint piano When the sound rang, the other two girls, one made tea, and the other went to the pool to test the water temperature.

"Master, please use tea." The bubble was good, and he gently held it in front of Yang Feng.

"I'm here for the first time, tell me about what projects you have here?" Yang Feng is very curious, this battle is not small!

"We have everything that should be there, but our luthier is only responsible for playing the piano." The girl replied with a smile.

"Oh!" Yang Feng nodded in understanding, and asked: "Do you know who the decorating design here comes from?"

"It was created by our boss, so please feel free to mention any comments, and we will try our best to improve any shortcomings." The girl said.

"I don't have any opinion. If it's in ancient times, your boss is definitely a person of Hou Baixiang." Yang Feng smiled.

"Thank you for the compliment, I think our boss will be very happy after listening." The girl smiled.

"I wonder if I can meet your boss?" Yang Feng asked.

"Our boss is not here, the son will come next time, maybe our boss will be there." The girl smiled apologetically, and another girl in a pink skirt came over and said, "Please take a shower and change your clothes."

"You are usually three people here, right?" Yang Feng suddenly asked when the two girls helped undress.

"Yeah! If you don't think it is lively enough, you can add more people." The girl in a green skirt replied naturally.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Enough is enough, and you have to add money to add people."

The two girls laughed, untied their skirts, and gently slid to the ground, leaving only the belly pockets and panties inside. Yang Feng exclaimed, "It's still the cleverness of the ancients! Now this clothes is too troublesome to get out of air."

The two girls smiled again and said, "Taking off and wearing is an art."

The two helped Yang Feng into the pool, one slid into the pool with Yang Feng, and the other dipped the water with a gourd scoop on the pool, gently pouring it on Yang Feng, and listening to the faint piano in his ears. Sheng, this is definitely an emperor's enjoyment, Yang Feng understands Lei Heng's stuff, why abandon those girls and run here.

"Girl, your surname is Yue?" With squinting eyes, Yang Feng asked suddenly, the sound of the piano was chaotic, but the time was short and it was covered up very well. If you are not an expert, you really can't hear it. , But unfortunately, Yang Feng is an expert.

"The son, the slave is not surnamed Yue." The woman who helped Yang Feng wash her hair answered softly.

"Since it's here, why do you want to play mystery?" Yang Feng said softly.

"The son is only meticulous, so he admires the slave family. I don't know what purpose the son wants to see the slave family?" Fuqin asked the woman in white.

"Curious," Yang Feng said.

"Now?" the woman in white asked.

"Still curious." Yang Feng smiled.

"Curious about what?" the white-clothed woman asked again.

"Will you be able to play the piano so quietly in a while?" Yang Feng teased.

"You can try!" The white-clothed woman chuckled slightly, and the one who was bathing with Yang Feng, was ordered to jump into Yang Feng's back like a water snake, cling to Yang Feng's back, and move his hands gently on Yang Feng's body. .

Yang Feng smiled, "No hurry! No hurry, the last project has to be done last to be interesting."

"Young Master, please rest assured, the servant must satisfy the Young Master, and there will be no less to do." The girl said softly against Yang Feng's ear.

"It's not that you are missing, but that you won't have the strength to do it again." Yang Feng smiled.

"The servant doesn't believe it." The girl said a little unconvinced.

"Don't worry, the two of them are guaranteed to satisfy you." The woman in white brought a trace of anger in her business.

"But what if neither of them can do it?" Yang Feng asked defiantly.

"Blow it! Come to my Yuelinglong golden hoop rod to grind you into embroidery needles." The white-clothed woman smiled.

"Jingu Bang can already be turned into embroidery needles, do you want to take a gamble?" Yang Feng asked.

"Okay! What are you betting on?" the woman in white asked.

"If I win, you can do something for me. This thing is guaranteed to you. If I lose, I will apologize to you. How about?" Yang Feng asked.

"Although there is some asymmetry, I accept it, but there is a premise." Before the woman in white had finished speaking, Yang Feng interrupted her and said: "Don't worry, I don't want your virgin body, I just need you to help me draw a few pictures. Draw, design something."

"You." The woman in white glared her eyes, not knowing what to say, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"You are a luthier now, pay attention to your identity!" Yang Feng smiled.

With the sound of the piano again, Yang Feng smiled, and her expression suddenly stopped. The woman on her body seemed to understand what Yang Feng was thinking. She stuck to Yang Feng’s ear and whispered: “Don’t worry, the slave house is absolutely clean. If the son is not rich in capital, The slave family will not go into battle shirtless."

Yang Feng smiled. In fact, he is not afraid of illness, but his physical fitness has reached the point where all evils are not invaded. Small germs, even if they are injected directly into his blood, will not affect him. Not to mention this kind of contact, I was just surprised that he was very relieved!

The other on the side of the pool also entered the water. In order to achieve the boss’s goal, the two sisters used their best and took turns. They had been completely lost in the boundless joy, but Yang Feng had no sign of it yet. When Yang Feng didn’t use both ice and fire, Yang Feng heard that the sound of the piano was chaotic, proving that someone’s heart could no longer be quiet, he couldn’t help but smiled, and speeded up the fight. All he could do was to kill the two directly, but he could only breathe. It also broke out.

"You seem to have lost." Yang Feng said triumphantly.

"I will remember that I owe you one thing, other services, and I will arrange another person to do it for you." The white-clothed woman smiled bitterly, and cursed "animals" in her heart.

Yang Feng didn't refuse. Since he was here to enjoy, he didn't need to pretend to be high, he had to have fun. I have done it just now. Where else can you go? To be honest, he is really interested in other services here.

The woman in white got up and took out a walkie-talkie from the cabinet, ordered, and said two names, all of which were small. She glanced at Yang Feng who was lying in the pool, looking up at her Yang Feng, and slowly squatted down to give Yang Feng light. Massaging his head lightly, he asked: "Should we gamble again?"

"Don't bet." Yang Feng refused without thinking.

"The conditions are very good! If you win, I will give you my first time." The beauty seduced.

"Not interested." Yang Feng resolutely refused, making the woman in white stunned.

"One more thing, they are all trained by me, and my service is better than theirs!" The white-clothed woman continued to tempt.

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head. He didn't even bother to say anything. If the other party dared to pay for herself, then her chances of winning would be great. It's his usual rule to accept it when you see it. He gritted his teeth hard.

The doorbell rang, and the woman in white went over to open the door. Two women who were also dressed in Luo skirts walked in. They were about the same age as the woman in white, and had a slightly better appearance than the woman in white. The woman in white closed the door and whispered in their ears. Sentence, she returned to her position and continued to play the piano. She was full of curiosity about today's special guest.

The Jiao body made a bed, and the other gently massaged. Surrounded by this fragrance, the evil fire in Yang Feng's heart couldn't help but began to rise again, feeling the changes in Yang Feng's body, and that underneath him. The bit shook gently.