Chapter 114: Confrontation

Listening to the laughter of the young scholars, Chen Rong almost laughed out loud.
Of course she didn't laugh, not only couldn't laugh, but she also lowered her head and took a step back.
Sneering face.
Slowly, he smiled and said: "A good Wang Qilang! Admire, I admire!"
He held his hands and looked up at the person behind him and said, "Since your family Lang Jun has expected everything, how can you still not see it?"
The young man looked up at him and Zhangkou wanted to explain. At this moment, a clean, gentle sound line broke into the night sky. "Why don’t you go inside?" The voice whispered softly. "The wine is warm. The meat is fragrant. Just wait for the hero to come to the moon."
This voice, leisurely, this tone, peace and elegance, so that the fire is not small, this moment can not be attacked.
I will go back.
He glanced at Chen Rong, who was hiding behind him.
When he saw his color, Chen Rong understood that he was with him at the moment... Chen Rong bit his lip and finally stepped forward.
With a big hand stretched out, she buckled her wrist and stepped forward, not going inside.
Outside the bamboo house, two handsome boys were standing by the door and saw the squatting walk. They bent over and gave a gesture of 'please'.
I stepped in.
Chen Rong was held tightly by him and walked in.
Inside the bamboo house, sandalwood, this fragrance, mixed with an unknown flower, unconsciously, let Chen Rong's tight nerves relax.
She slowly looked up.
In the middle of the bamboo house, there is a beautiful boy sitting. Different from the past, this evening, the beautiful teenager dressed up. He was wearing a lavender, embroidered with a blue phoenix robe, and his hair was scattered on his shoulders. On his hand, there is a piano, a long, white hand, placed on the piano.
Just like seeing him at the same time, this handsome teenager is always a good and clean person. Only at this moment, under the background of five candles behind, the teenager and Gao Jie added a majesty and luxury.
He sat there quietly, but the kind of temperament, the kind of glory, overshadowed everyone in the world! Chen Rong thinks: I am afraid that Sima’s Prince Wang Sun will see this kind of Wang Hong, will he be self-defeating?
I stared at Wang Hong and strode closer. Lang Lang smiled and said: "Wang Qilang is very leisurely!"
Wang Hong smiled.
He slowly looked up.
At the moment he looked up, Chen Rong reflexively shrank and almost hid behind the shackles.
Wang Hong did not look at her.
He just quietly, his mouth smirked and smiled, and he looked at it leisurely.
His gaze, the silence reveals some meaning that is unclear. The thick eyebrows wrinkled and said slowly: "Is Qilang so greeted by the guests?"
When the sound fell, Wang Hong's right hand was dialed, and after the piano gave a clear tone of music, he raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "The general is coming all night, wanting to make a deal with Wang Hong? Trading, I am afraid that it is not expensive!"
The sound is clear and the sound is smashed.
Chen Rong looked up and thought of Wang Hong.
Under the candlelight, the face of the young handsome Gao Huahua was shallow, but when he looked closely, he discovered that his original clear eyes were full of waves.
It’s a glimpse.
He stared at Wang Hong.
Staring and staring, he burst into laughter.
While laughing, he strode away. After sitting in the blue on the opposite side of Wang Hong, he greeted Chen Rong and said: "Alcohol!"
Chen Rong, who is losing his mind, heard the order and suddenly saw it. She lowered her head and walked to the front of the bed, squatting.
As soon as he sat down, the prostitute, who was next to him, walked over gracefully and prepared to hold the pot. Now I saw Chen Rong, who was calling the guest. They stayed and looked at each other. Finally, they wanted to be blessed, and they bent back and continued to wait behind Chen Rong.
At this time, Wang Hong is still a faint smile, still not eye-catching, and even a look at Chen Rong. It seems that in his eyes, Chen Rong is just a casually brought by Ji Yun, who seems to be only a passer-by who has never seen him before.
Chen Rong calmed his heart and held his sleeves in his left hand and began to drink alcohol.
The sound of the wine flowed in the quiet bamboo house.
In a blink of an eye, a glass of wine is already full.
I stared at Chen Rong and took the glass and said slowly: "I also have a cup for the Seven Lang."
This is an order.
Chen Rongfu was blessed and whispered: "Yes." Turned around and carried the jug and walked toward Wang Hong.
She lowered her head and walked to Wang Hong.
Facing him for blessing, Chen Rong slightly succumbed, lifted the jug and gave Wang Hongqi a drink.
The wine broke into the glass.
Wang Hongjun’s face is still a shallow smile. That look is so peaceful, the smile is so leisurely, I really can't see a little abnormality.
He was blinded by the lightness of the clouds, and Wang Hong, who was far away, was almost suddenly, and he was disgusted with his behavior. At the moment, he screamed and said: "Retreat!"
"Yes."
Chen Rong responded with a low head and slowly retreated.
After a while, she retreated to the back of her, and her beautiful body gradually disappeared into the darkness.
I took my attention back from Chen Rong’s body. He stared at Wang Hong and suddenly smiled. He said, "I don't know what I know. How does Qilang know that I will come tonight? How do you know, I want to trade with you?"
In his questioning, Wang Hong extended his long, white hands.
He slowly picked up the wine of Chen Ronggang. After taking a sip, he said very arbitrarily: "The generals are ambitions and they are very big. Such a good opportunity to trade with Wang Wang will not be easily let go."
When he said that 'the aspirations are high, and the big ones are big,' the eyes are yin and a chill is instantly enveloped.
He is the king of heaven. He is such a person who regards human life as a mustard. As soon as he has the heart to spread his power, the momentum is amazing.
Unconsciously, the prostitutes standing on both sides were shivering.
Wang Hong still has a smile on his lips, and his manners are extremely elegant.
He slowly leaned over, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he was not locked in the face of Wang Hong for a moment, but the flowers he said, but with a smile. "How does Qilang know, my ambition is high, How big is it?"
Wang Hong looked up.
He looked at him and smiled. He shook his glass and said, "Please!" He looked up and drunk the glass of wine. He turned the glass upside down and shook it toward him. The meaning is very clear, it is for him to drink and say.
He had calmed his face and locked him like a hunting wolf. Ever, under his imposing manner, there are no unyielding people. This is the master of the Shi family. At this time, he is also silent, but only promised.
But then again, if Wang Hong is also misbehaving, he is really illusory.
I stared at Wang Hong for a while and slowly sat up straight.
As he sat down, the dead air was instantly clear. At the same time, the public sighed with relief, and Chen Rong looked up. She looked at the embarrassment of drinking the glass. Knowing this round, Wang Hongxiao took the lead.
Waiting for the drink, a few prostitutes stepped forward and filled the wine again.
Wang Hong didn't take the wine glass. His right hand had to be placed on the piano. He pressed it twice at random, and issued two sweet and pleasant notes, which made the atmosphere in the bamboo house swept away. He looked up and looked at him quietly. He said, "This station, how can the general help me?"
He actually asked such a question!
At this time, he actually asked such a question in an understated tone.
Chen Rong looked up and slammed...
He also lifted his head. He stared straight at Wang Hong and stared at Wang Hong. Suddenly, he smiled dumbly: "Why should I help you Wang Hong?"
In his questioning, Wang Hong took a few hands and looked at him like a smile.
In his gaze, he slowly frowned.
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After he took out his request, he stared like a wolf and stared at Wang Hong deeply, waiting for his answer.
In his gaze, Wang Hong smiled slightly.
He slowly stood up.
As he stood up, on the wall behind him, he reflected a figure of a smashing band.
Wang Hong stared at him, slowly, he smiled, this smile, the white teeth, under the candlelight, exudes cold light.
In the smile, Wang Hong’s voice, as always, is gentle, gentle, and indifferent. "Dare to go to Murong is not a trivial matter. Compared with the general's plan, this sale is not worthwhile."
I was impatient, and he stood up.
With a few hands, he stared at Wang Hong deeply, and said with a heavy anger: "Wang Qilang, you must not forget, if you don't have me, your life is hard to protect! You are the king's family, you will also prestige the sweep. Here In this case, you actually dare to say that buying and selling is not worthwhile!"
He whispered to the place, wide-sleeved, and turned around.
Chen Rong stunned and looked at Wang Hong. He smiled and looked at the back of the cockroach peacefully. He paused and ran out of the bamboo house.
The guards are waiting, seeing them out and rushing to meet them.
They are about to export the inquiry, seeing that he has a face and a gloomy expression, and he does not dare to scream.
The group turned and walked outside.
Under the leadership of the sullen face, everyone did not say a word and walked down.
On the street just past, a guard called and said, "Where is the fire?"
Everyone looked up at the same time.
I saw the sky in the west, the fire was shining, and the black smoke went straight into the sky. Accompanied by the black smoke, is the noise of Nanyang City people, called the noise.
Everyone looked at it, almost suddenly, a guard called out: "General, not good! Look at that direction!"
This voice is full of panic.