Across the bed curtain.

Yan Yun couldn't see clearly Ying Qian's appearance.

Yingqian didn't take the initiative to step forward, nodded and said:

"Your aesthetics are quite curious."

"Qianqian."

Yanyun sighed.

Fingers as thin and white as green onions slowly stretched out the bed tent.

"Are you...blaming my sister? But my sister is doing this for your own good."

Yingqian: "Ah?"

Yanyun held Yingqian's hand.

The fingers slowly closed.

She whispered:

"In this world, all men are unreliable. My sister is the only one who is good to you. You have to know that everything my sister does is with good intentions and is not to harm you!"

"Really?" Yingqian tilted his head and asked doubtfully, "Then is there Du Yan among these unreliable men?"

"Master Duyan?"

Yanyun was startled.

When he spoke again, there was a bit of shyness in his voice.

"Of course he...is different from those men."

Her voice paused.

Then he hurriedly said:

"Qianqian, Master Duyan is a monk and has no contact with the world of mortals. From now on, you should stop bothering others, do you understand?"

Yanyun knew that the relationship between Yingqian and Duyan was unusual.

Duyan has always been neither sad nor happy. When he is happy or angry, he always looks indifferent and distant.

Only for babies.

Waves between expressions.

It even made it difficult for him to control himself.

I don't know the reason for the smoke.

In my heart, I felt very awkward.

But Yingqian is her sister after all.

If you are willing, stay away from Du Yan, and Yan Yun will naturally not blame her.

"no."

But Yingqian shook his head and said:

"If I like him, whether he is a god or a devil, in the end, there is no need to care about his status or status."

Yanyun was startled.

Holding Yingqian's hand, he suddenly tightened his grip a little harder.

But she quickly calmed down, took the initiative to change the topic, and said:

"Although you were laughed at this time, don't be too sad, let alone have low self-esteem and worry. In the future, we can go out less often."

The sound of smoke and cloud had just fallen.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Hua Niang opened the door, exchanged a smile with Yingqian first, and then whispered:

"Oh, my girl! The uncle outside is still waiting for you. Quickly change your clothes and then go over!"

"Didn't I say that?"

Yanyun frowned, lifted up a corner of the bed curtain, and said displeasedly:

"I'm really not feeling well and I won't go on stage. Tell those people to leave quickly! Don't wait for me any longer!"

"ah?"

The flower girl was stunned.

He glanced at Yingqian and moved his lips. After all, for her sake, he didn't dare to say harsh words to Yanyun, so he just said:

"Yanyun, you have a good rest, don't worry about it."

"What do you mean I shouldn't worry too much?"

Yanyun was filled with displeasure, and her chest rose and fell violently. She pointed in the direction of Yingqian, her voice trembled, and she said sadly:

"My sister, it's not enough for you to humiliate those people? Now you want me to go on stage and find those men waiting for me outside. Hua Niang, do you still have a conscience?!"

Her eyes were red.

On her pale cheeks, there was a hint of sadness, like a weak willow facing the wind.

This is really a beautiful scene.

But Hua Niang's expression was rather strange.

She hesitated to speak.

After a long while, he hesitated and said:

"Yanyun, don't be so excited. The person those gentlemen are waiting for is... Yingqian!"

Yingqian?

Yanyun was startled.

There was a moment.

She even thought that Hua Niang had been possessed by something.

otherwise.

How can one say such appalling words?

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yanyun held her forehead, as if in some pain, and murmured:

"Hua Niang, you go out and tell the guests, I will go out in a moment, let them wait a little longer."

"Why can't you understand?"

The flower girl lost her patience.

He glared and cursed in a low voice:

"The person I want to see is Yingqian! She is now the most valuable oiran in the entire capital! With your sick body, you can just lie on the bed and be fine. What are you talking about?!"

Yanyun was completely stunned.

Yingqian becomes an oiran?

Or is it the most valuable person in the entire capital?

How is this possible?!

With her hideous and terrifying face, it would be nice not to cause panic when she appears in front of everyone.

How is it possible that someone would pay for Yingqian?

Full of absurdity.

Only then did she turn her head and look in Yingqian's direction.

But only this one glance.

Yanyun's eyes widened.

"Do you want to talk about our first meeting?" Yingqian tilted his head and smiled, and said softly: "My good sister."

For years, I was fed peanut butter that I was allergic to.

Her face was already in tatters.

But luckily.

There is a system.

It cost a full one hundred and two points.

A bottle of anti-septic and skin-removing ointment is enough to repair a baby’s shallow facial wounds.
To be continued...