Chapter 49: Hidden temptation

And the red dress that the woman was wearing was very weird. Some were like cheongsams from another world, but they had more splits, almost six or seven. Every time they raised their hands, the skirt would spread out, revealing a clean thigh. Seeing the tulle vulgar bottom, in fact, showing thighs is nothing. There is no weathering problem in this world, but it is always half-covered, obviously seduce people.
Su Tang withdrew his eyes and seated gently, then smiled at Wenxiang: "Come, sit here."
After Wenxiang sat beside him, Su Tang reached out and gently grabbed Wenxiang's waist. He didn't want to take advantage of Wenxiang, but to attract the attention of Mrs. Hong. The information clearly stated that Mrs. Hong had a This kind of quirk is to see that couples or couples are intimate in front of her. As long as she is hit by her, she will always try to make the man abandon the woman. Once or twice, it is okay, the number of times is more, the scandal spread, and it is almost in Beijing. Everyone knows that when Mrs. Red appears, the couple and the couple are either hiding far away, as if they do n’t know each other, or they run away.
And Mrs. Red actually likes this kind of game, but you ca n’t play it in the capital. If you are afraid of her, she will try to avoid her as much as possible, like a viper; if you do n’t take her seriously, you ’ll have no scruples to show affection, for sure It's the person she can't afford, and there are no toys anymore, so Mrs. Red starts to play elsewhere.
There were also five or six people seated together with Su Tang. They were all looking at this 'little couple' with weird eyes. Cheng Jia said on the mouth that the banquet was actually just a walk, please come, representative Remember you in your heart, give you a face, just drink a little wine and you're done, even with your family?
Wenxiang's face turned more and more ruddy, and she bit her lips lightly, shyly and timidly, and pretended to be decent.
Su Tang and Wen Xiang were intimately biting their ears and whispering there, but Mrs. Red was staring at the wine glass in front of her. Behind Mrs. Red, a middle-aged man in a hard suit and several maids were dead. Looking at the back of Mrs. Red.
"Xiaoqi, why don't you want to stop me?" Mrs. Red said quietly. "You have found it, haven't you?"
"Don't dare to be small." The middle-aged man responded with a hoarse voice.
"Don't you dare to worry about my trouble at home?"
The middle-aged man was silent, he was worried, but there was no way out.
"Forget it, dump the wine." Mrs. Red smiled: "I thought I would never be afraid of anything, but ..."
Several maids, such as Meng Mo, flew over and grabbed the glass, moving quickly and urgently, as if grabbing something, or worried that Mrs. Red had changed her mind. Then, the maid who grabbed the glass turned and ran out.
The movement of the first one caught the attention of Tie Canghai and others, and they all glanced upward.
Afterwards, the master of the Cheng family stood up and began to speak. They all talked about scenes, first introduced the identity of Mrs. Red, and then talked about the aspirations of the Cheng family. When she slept, she yawned, her eyes rolled, and she saw Su Tang and Wen Xiang who were whispering together with their faces.
The safflower needs green leaves to set off. Most of the guests in the second seat are wealthy merchants. The rich second generation is not qualified to earn a profit. The average age is definitely above forty.
"Who is that afterlife?" Madam Red asked.
The middle-aged man walked out and walked to the head of the Cheng family. The head of the Cheng family was talking loudly. The middle-aged man patted it on the shoulder of the head of the Cheng family.
The head of the Cheng family was very displeased, and suddenly turned his head to see the middle-aged man, and immediately smiled with his face: "Brother Gu, what's wrong?"
The middle-aged man whispered something, and the eyes of the head of the Cheng family turned to Su Tang.
Su Tang, who was immersed in the sweet world, immediately realized that he was sitting in a hurry, his eyes fluctuated, and he seemed very nervous.
Wen Xiang is very good at acting, and Su Tang is even better at acting, because he has the experience and skills that people in this world cannot imagine.
People have seen it. If you continue to do your own thing, the deliberate traces are too heavy, but it will cause suspicion. This is a low-level error.
Su Tang's technique is that he will use self-hypnosis, temporarily forget his purpose, and imagine himself as Nangong Township. Anything that should not belong to Nangong Township will never be revealed.
"This little guy is very interesting." Mrs. Red smiled.
At this time, the middle-aged man had returned. Hearing the words of Mrs. Red, he and the maids looked at each other, and there was a happy look in his eyes. It had been two days. Mrs. Red did not eat or sleep. At times, they sometimes complained of self-esteem and sometimes laughed with extreme madness, and they almost turned into lunatics, making them startled and frightened.
It should be a good thing to hear that Mrs. Red is interested in the younger generation. Maybe relax, and Mrs. Red will return to normal.
"Ma'am, let's call the younger generation to serve you." The middle-aged man whispered.
"Are you going to call? What do you mean to call?" Mrs. Red smiled and shook her head. She didn't like to use coercion to attract her with her charm to have a sense of accomplishment: "Xiao Qi, toast me for the table liqueur."
"Yes, ma'am." The middle-aged man answered.
The businessmen here all know that this is the Xia family, and each one behaves sincerely and fearfully. Su Tang and Wen Xiang are no exception. When the middle-aged man walked by, Su Tang was not so nervous anymore. Wen Xiang said something in her ear. Wen Xiang made a blushing face. She grabbed the travel notes on the table and patted Su Tang's head.
The middle-aged man had been paying attention to Su Tang. Hearing the movement behind him, he turned around and glanced at it. He was seeing a yellow paper floating out of the book.
On the seat on the back side of Su Tang, a fat man was sitting. He loved it. He bent down to pick up the paper and returned it to Wen Xiang. The middle-aged man suddenly took a step forward and stopped the fat man's hand. His eyes swept quickly on the paper, obviously a map, with a lot of markings, and a few small words on the edge: Moyunling.
The middle-aged man turned sideways and saw the book on the table, Moyunling Travels. He didn't speak, but only his jaw motioned to let the fat man return the paper to his master, and then went to the next table to toast.
Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Gu Qijue seemed to be tempted. It is understandable that such things as secrets are more likely to be trusted than to be untrustworthy. It is a big deal to run away in vain because of doubt. If you miss it, if the secret is true, you will regret it for life.