Wu Nian wore a green narrow-sleeved brocade robe today, and he didn't need to roll up his sleeves. He stood up and walked straight a few steps, came to a man, took a spoon, and spooned oil.

Then his feet stood still, as if the roots of an old tree were packed. He raised his right arm flat, then tilted his arm slightly and poured out the oil from the spoon.

Oil is not water. It is viscous and easy to control. Although the spoon is large, Wu Nian controls the spoon so that the oil inside is like a thin rope.

At first, he didn't aim at it, and a little oil fell on the ground. But with a little control, most of the oil passed through the square hole of the copper coin and entered the gourd.

As Wu Nian showed this move, the few people who were not eliminated just now suddenly looked like a slut.

After Wu Nian poured all the oil into the gourd.

"Babababababa." Xiaohong stretched out her little hand and clapped her palms red, and looked up at Wu Nian and said, "Congratulations to this young master, I have the opportunity to meet my lady. Please."

As he said that, Xiaohong blinked at Wu Nian mischievously, then twisted her waist and headed back to the corridor.

Wu Nian followed in the envious and jealous eyes of the rest of the people.

There is a unique world in this Mingyue Tower. Wu Nian followed Xiaohong and then turned around before reaching a courtyard.

The courtyard is not big or small, but it is complete with all kinds of internal organs. There are rockery, pond and small bridge.

Xiaohong brought Wu Nian to a building.

"Young Master, my lady is in the building." Xiaohong turned to Wu Nianfu before turning around and entering the building.

Wu Nian looked up and saw the candles on the second floor, and he vaguely saw a beautiful woman sitting by the window, with a beautiful figure.

Perhaps this opportunity was not easy to come by. Wu Nian had no other intentions for this girl Ruyan. But at this moment, he actually felt a sense of expectation.

How beautiful is Wang Ruyan? What does her body smell like?

"It seems that I am an ordinary person." Wu Nian laughed at himself and shook his head. Then he took a step forward, followed Xiaohong into the building, climbed the slightly steep stairs, and arrived at the second floor.

The second floor is a hall structure that is clear at a glance.

Directly opposite the stairs is a screen with poems that Wu Nian had never seen before. In front of the screen is a long black table with a black guqin with exquisitely crafted workmanship.

Zhuo Hou is a black bamboo woven chair.

In the center is a beautifully crafted mahogany round table.

After looking at the structure of the room, Wu Nian knew that this should have been a place where the innocent man and the talented man recite poems, play the piano and drink.

There are beautiful women, but they are a bit weird.

Wu Nian looked at the person sitting at the table. She was in her 20s and 28 years old and had a standard melon-shaped face. Her skin was white and firm, and she was shattered.

A pair of big eyes, her eyelashes tremble slightly, her small mouth is rosy and plump, and she has a faint smile. She looks so beautiful when she smiles, revealing two small dimples.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

Wu Nian was a little surprised. Speaking of which, the two beauties in his family were also a temporary choice. Liu Xiang is a jasper and cute girl from the small family.

As time passed, Liu Xiang's skin became whiter and tenderer day by day, and looked better day by day.

Chen is a woman. She looks outstanding, is delicate and pity-worthy, and is charming and makes her love unsatisfied.

As long as he is at home, he will hold his fragrant and delicate body and do whatever he wants.

But they are not as good-looking as the person in front of them.

Not only is she beautiful, but she is also outstanding in figure. Although she is not as mature and beautiful as Chen's, she has a standard dance figure.

Her breasts are very straight.

The waist is very thin.

The legs are very long.

Wu Nianyou was amazed and remembered her rumors. He couldn't help but smell the air. This huge living room could not hide too much fragrance.

But Wu Nian still smelled a faint fragrance. This fragrance is not the fragrance of rouge, but a very special fragrance.

Wu Nian had never smelled it before, and he could not describe it in words. He only felt it smelled good and smelled so much. It made him feel like he was floating in the air.

A person is a beauty, and fragrance is really fragrant.

But it's just weird.

I saw her wearing a cyan square cloth hat, hiding her black hair inside the hat. She was wearing a cyan men's long gown and tied her waist tightly with a black belt.

Her waist is so thin.

It makes people worry about whether it will be broken.

This outfit is very familiar. Wu Nian looked at the square black medicine box and the gray vein pillow on the table. He couldn't help but realize it.

Isn’t this the dress of a doctor in the clinic?

What a silly man, it's simply funny.

Xiaohong had already stood beside the female doctor, looking at Wu Nian's surprised look. She covered her mouth with her little hand and laughed. She said to Wu Nian's blessing, saying, "Young Master. You are blessed tonight. My lady sits there.

The museum is for medical treatment.”

After a pause, Xiaohong raised her head and said proudly: "My lady is proficient in the art of Qihuang and specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. No matter what disease it is, keep the medicine until the disease is cured."

It was also the first time that Wu Nian entered an ancient brothel and was not very familiar with it.

But this scene is definitely non-mainstream.

He came here for the purpose of being her, not her. He paused for a moment, thought for a while, then took a step, came to Wang Ruyan to sit down, stretched out his right palm and placed it on the piping pillow.

"Then it's a blessing for Dr. Wang."

Wu Nian said with a smile.

Wu Nian's appearance surprised the master and servant. Wang Ruyan's dressing tonight was not common, she originally planned to scare people.

But Wu Nian was so calm.

Wang Ruyan smiled slightly, raised her snow-white jade hand calmly and generously, and placed it gently on Wu Nian's wrist.

The touch is smooth and cool. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Wu Nian just felt a sensation in his heart.

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

It's so lustful.

This is the most innocent Qing Gongren from Liaodong, and he is truly well-known. Even with his concentration, he is like sitting in the clouds, floating and imagining.

Not long after, Wang Ruyan withdrew her jade hand and lowered her eyebrows and began to ponder.

Wu Nian was calm and asked with a smile: "Doctor Wang. Am I sick?"

"I'm sick." Wang Ruyan raised her head and said seriously.

Wu Nian just thought she was a fool and didn't take it to heart. She smiled and said, "How is she sick?"

"It's nothing serious." Wang Ruyan turned her neck, very elegant.

"What disease?" Wu Nian said smoothly.

"Liver disease. Overdose of alcohol."

"Kidney disease, I have had sex recently and have a small loss of blood and blood."

Wang Ruyan said.

Wu Nian's smile was dull and he looked at Wang Ruyan with some surprise.

It's really accurate.

Didn’t it mean that Wang Ruyan doesn’t have talent? Is medical skills considered talent?

Needless to say, excessive drinking.

Recently, he was indeed an old ox plowing the field on Chen's body and was very diligent.
Chapter completed!