Chapter 452： Oolong (Part 1) (1/2)
The Tao is different and does not seek each other, and if you don't go, you will go to the side.
In Mingguang after the cataclysm, it was too difficult for a young man like Sikong to have some fun.
Funny eagle walking dog racing adventure, these are too far away from Sikong, raising a pet has to be gentle and sensible like quack.
However, Young Master Sikong still has a bit of pleasure, such as the Shilin Manor in Xiacheng District.
The entire stone mountain is hollowed out into a huge auditorium, and the elegant room garden is all available. It is also a must-choice place for banquets in the Shangcheng District of Mingguang. The word luxury is the perfect embodiment.
”Young Master Sikong, you are here.”
”Yep.”
Sikong nodded and said dullly.
The one who received Sikong was a gorgeous lady.
Looks like 20 or 30 years old, the familiar face can't be familiar again, and the naked one can't show it again.
The woman eagerly posted it up, deeply blessed,
”My son's private room is ready for you. Would you like to serve some side dishes?”
Going through the huge auditorium to the back, there is a long and deep corridor. At the end of the corridor, that is Sikong's specific private room.
”No, do you have fruit stuffed? A cup of milder flavor.”
The fermented fruit stuffed with fruit has very low alcohol content and is sweet and sour. It is most suitable for Sagong.
In the entire base city, Lin Chou couldn't find a second place that dared to supply real wine to Master Sagong unless it wanted to disappear silently the next day.
”Okay.” The woman said softly.
”Today you are late. Everyone has already sang in the small auditorium. This group is about to disperse.”
Sikong patted his forehead.
”Forget about it, has Bai Suren gone?”
Womanly,
”I don't know, I'll show it to you?”
”Go ahead.”
After a while, the woman folded back again.
Behind him was a white amateur who was fluttering like a fairy.
Bai Suren hid his mouth and smiled softly.
”Oh, I heard my sister say that Master Sagong is here, but the slave dare not neglect.”
Sikong smiled, but what he said was not so pleasant.
”Oh, I went to the forest today. If you don't go there, no one will grab it. The red crocodile palm will not taste sweet anymore.”
Bai Suren waved his hand to let the lady put down the fruit stuffing and retreat, and sat down by himself.
”If Grandpa Sagong really eats it, I'm afraid he won't come here anymore.”
Sikong snorted, his eyes are very subtle,
”Women still have to be a little stupid. It's enough to sing well. Too clever is easy to hold your chest.”
”The slave first thanked the son for praise. The son spoke a lot more than others, hehe, the tone he used to be when he was eight years old.”
Sagong whispers,
”I said Xiaobai, we are also considered peers, childhood sweethearts...Bah...Anyway, we grew up on a hill, and we are also neighbors. Can we not poke each other with knives every time we meet?”
”Hehe, son~ Is this going to be softened by slaves?”
Sikong exploded the nest immediately,
”Soft? You are soft, and your whole family is soft!”
Sikong was angrily and suddenly said,
”I'm here late tonight, I didn't care about going to the stage to support you.”
”Hee hee, the slave feels in a good mood today, or else, let the slave give the son a paragraph?”
Sikong thought, hitting a child on a rainy day is also idle.
”to make.”
...
In the corridor, a door was suddenly pushed open.
Su Qiang came out staggeringly, turned around and shouted inside the door,
”It's okay, no need to help me, no one needs to help me... Whoever helps me, I am in a hurry... I just go to the toilet... Go to the toilet...”