Wife is one week boss0513 Xu Changan likes to listen to drama (two in one)

The girl pointed at the high platform with one hand and talked about Xu Changan beside Ah Qing, who sighed softly.

Let's not talk about the meaning of that young man taking his wife to visit the brothel today, and whether he really likes listening to the play.

"Girl, is it really so obvious that I care about Young Master?" Ah Qing asked.

This girl seems to always mention the son in front of her.

"Looking at what you told my sister, I don't even know what to say." The yellow-clothed girl blinked.

From the very beginning, Sister Qing didn't seem to care about the things on the high platform, but the occasional look she casts in the past can't be faked.

Is it really obvious for her to say it?

As a younger sister, you always have to save a bit of face for your elder sister, especially after knowing that those feelings will only be asked for, and you should also consider your elder sister's mood.

As a woman, it's nothing to make a joke with a man, but if she really says it, she will be jealous that the young master is liked by Sister Qing.

Although the girl also has a very good impression of Xu Changan, the girl's family sometimes eats two portions of vinegar unreasonably.

The girl did not respond positively, but Ah Qing somewhat understood what she meant.

It turned out that she cared about the son's affairs, and even the stupid girl in front of her could see it.

Didn't Director Lu also see it?

What about the cloud girl?

Ah Qing suddenly felt that maybe it was a good thing that Yun Qian wouldn't be jealous.

"I care about Young Master because he has many secrets on him, and whether he can solve it or not is the most important thing."

After Ah Qing finished speaking seriously, looking at the girl's confused and suspicious look, her temples twitched slightly.

Sure enough, the girl gently held her hand.

"Sister Qing, I know that you are thin-skinned, but it's not a shameful thing to like the son." The yellow-clothed girl comforted: "In this place, there are not many more sons than you, and one less than you. ."

Even though Xu Changan's popularity can't be compared with Zhu Pingniang, Zhu Pingniang is a woman. Among the men they have met, the son is the only one in terms of appearance and personality.

"Fairy Wood"

Ah Qing: "…"

It turns out that in the eyes of a brothel girl, liking a married man is not a shameful thing, especially when she knows that they are still extremely affectionate.

"What about Miss Yun?" A Qing asked.

"Why did Sister Qing ask this." A question mark appeared on the girl's head: "Of course I like it too."

Women are the ones who see women the most.

Whether he is a good person or not can be distinguished by simple contact or even just a few glances.

The help that a virtuous inner helper provides to a man is extremely important. As Xu Changan's wife, Miss Yun is not envied by the girls, which can already be seen.

"Miss Yun also likes it..." Ah Qing was speechless.

"Strange, Sister Qing, don't you like Miss Yun?" The girl tilted her head.

Ah Qing stopped talking.

Maybe it's more difficult for her to admit that she likes Yun Qian than just now - Ah Qing also realized later that when Xu Changan held an umbrella for him, the fragrance she smelled was the rouge smell on Yun Qian's body.

The so-called Tiandao cage, I don't know if it was dispelled by the young master, or it was resolved by the aroma.

Therefore, it was destiny that she would care about this young couple.

Seeing Ah Qing in a daze, the girl in yellow shook her head vigorously.

"Sister Qing, don't say you don't like Young Master, I don't believe it."

"You girl."

Ah Qing pinched the girl's face.

"Why don't you believe it."

In the eyes of the girl, is she a woman full of love?

The yellow-clothed girl's eyes moved slightly in her sockets, and she opened her mouth and said, "Unless my sister says you like women, otherwise... a person like Young Master, none of our girls here doesn't want to sleep with him."

"It's going too far." Ah Qing tapped her on the head.

"Just think about it, Sister Liu has thought about it, and it's not wrong." The girl said.

"But..." A Qing blinked and said suddenly, "It's not impossible to like the girl's house."

"Huh?" The yellow-clothed girl froze for a moment, then suddenly panicked.

She was just joking, Sister Qing wouldn't really have a girl she liked, then wouldn't she have no chance at all.

"However, whether she is a girl's family, I can't tell." Ah Qing snorted.

Come to think of it, with her childhood temperament, if a certain woman is not so arrogant and arrogant... Now the world of immortals can't be said to be a different situation.

Unfortunately, today's Ah Qing is no longer fascinated by the distance-filled word 'longing', so he can use it as a joke.

"I can't tell if it's a girl's family...?" The girl in yellow breathed a sigh of relief, and then she was stunned: "Are boys and girls? I haven't seen them with..."

"Shut up." Ah Qing narrowed her eyes.

The girl shrank her neck, hesitated and said, "Sister Qing, if you don't like Young Master, isn't that pear flower umbrella that Young Master gave you..."

"Don't think about it."

"…"

There was suddenly a bit of embarrassment in the air, but fortunately, a little wine fragrance drifted slowly over, so that the atmosphere would not be so rigid.

The girl in yellow thought that Sister Qing said she didn't like it, but she was not even allowed to finish the sentence... Sure enough, the elder sister has not yet integrated into Huayuelou, and her face is still so transparent.

If it was the girl from Huayuelou, she would have said back with a smile.

It seems that I need to make my sister's face thicker, otherwise I will suffer a big loss when I get along with those shameless sisters in Huayuelou with Sister Qing's temperament.

Ah Qing also realized that her response was a little too fast, and she said calmly, "Young Master said, this umbrella belongs to Xianmen, not him."

She also asked for the ownership from Zhu Pingniang, which is not a gift from the son in essence.

Can't let the little girl talk nonsense.

"嘁." The yellow-clothed girls muttered, "Sister said yes, so that's it."

It's okay to talk to outsiders about this kind of thing. Talking to her can't help but have the meaning of a transparent veil covering your face.

But just like this, she likes Sister Qing.

"Okay... I'll let you go in." A Qing rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers: "Auntie is missing a Tsing Yi?"

"It's always been missing." The yellow-clothed girl nodded: "Our sister here...Which one looks like a Tsing Yi?"

Don't look at how serious the qin master sister who played the qin on the stage looked so serious before, but now I don't know which corner to draw a fist in... In the big dye vat of Huayuelou, even if you were born in a good eldest lady, as long as you integrate into this warm place, There will be no more Tsing Yi temperament.

Only Ah Qing, who lived alone at the time, had a virtuous temperament and was the most suitable.

"Why me?" Ah Qing asked.

"Because my sister is suitable."

"What about you, what good did my aunt promise you?"

"…"

The girl's tone was stagnant, and she felt a little guilty: "Sister Qing, don't talk nonsense, I... I don't want any benefit, I just think that you have more than one Tsing Yi life... It's very, very good."

"..." Ah Qing.

Fine.

She probably knew that this girl had an unknown mind.

The girl in yellow saw that Ah Qing repeatedly resisted and avoided the topic, and her mood suddenly became much darker.

She lowered her eyebrows.

The so-called low-level cheap jobs are also divided into three, six, nine, and so on.

Mostly because the grandfather who sang opera did not look down on the girl's family, so the pear opera was passed down to men and not to women, and there were no women in the serious pear orchard, and all the ugly people at the end of life were men.

According to the rules, it is all men who play men and women in opera performances.

then.

In this world, girls who sing opera can only be found in the brothel Goulan.

In fact it is.

If others know that you are a woman singing opera, they will automatically label you a "prostitute".

And such a girl is looked down upon.

Come to think of it, people in the world often say that **** are ruthless and actors are meaningless.

And what the girl in yellow is doing at this time is to ask Ah Qing, who is a brothel girl, to study drama.

But no matter what others think, these girls will do their best and won't look down on themselves.

Ah Qing's hesitation made the girl feel uneasy.

Could it be that even Sister Qing looks down on girls who sing opera?

But... I learned to be a dick.

So he whispered, "Sister Qing, don't you like girls who can sing?"

"...?" Ah Qing gave her a strange look: "I don't like it? When did I say I didn't like it anymore?"

She had said before that she liked listening to operas, so why can't she sing operas.

Besides, the girl in front of her is not a dandy.

The girl in yellow breathed a sigh of relief, and she didn't hide it, she said directly, "I thought, sister, you don't look down on girls who sing opera."

"..." Ah Qing was speechless for a while.

Are women's hearts so delicate?

"Nizi, I'm a half-demon." Ah Qing reminded her.

In the world, only other people look down on the half-demon, how can there be a reason for the reverse?

"Then I don't care. Anyway, this Tsing Yi business, my sister has to take it. Auntie said that you can see that you are very good, and you look like you have a foundation." The yellow-clothed girl entangled.

Since Sister Qing doesn't hate it, everything is easy to say.

"I think about it." Ah Qing shook her head.

She doesn't actually have any resistance to learning drama or anything. She originally wanted to integrate into it. It's not bad to have such a method.

As for the inferiority in the eyes of the world, when did Ah Qing put it in his eyes?

In other words, for someone like her, the emperor on the golden lacquer dragon throne and the daughter's house in the brothel who brought tea and poured water...the essence is the same, and the latter is even cuter.

"What else are you thinking about, isn't this a good opportunity?" The girl was a little anxious.

"…"

Ah Qing did not hesitate.

You may not believe it when she says it, but her mind is so dissipated now that she can't even say it.

It might not matter if she learns an opera, but if you let her go on stage often... Maybe you need to prepare.

Besides, because of Zhu Pingniang, Xu Changan would always come and go here often.

The occasional sword dance is not a problem. If the young master always sees her on stage, she is really hesitant. After all... a woman named A Qing is already very cheap.

"Nizi, how do you know that the young master might like to listen to the play?" A Qing suddenly asked.

"I just know." The yellow-clothed girl nodded, "Just like everyone knows, the son likes raccoon flowers."

Some things don't need a reason, they just know.

"Tell me." Ah Qing was serious.

"Oh." The girl thought for a while and said, "Young master used to come here to find peace with his mother, and he would never go to see the dances, pianos, and songs of the sisters along the way."

Ah Qing nodded, thinking that this is a normal thing.

"But occasionally there are sisters singing operas, and the son will take a look at him when he passes by." The girl stretched out a finger: "Also, every time the son comes, he will touch those raccoons."

So it doesn't make sense to say that Xu Changan likes listening to dramas and raccoon flowers.

The girl didn't say a word.

In fact, it was because of Xu Changan's intentional or unintentional attention to the singing girls that one of the girls in their little garden was counted as one, including her, and they all liked him very much.

After all, many brothel girls themselves feel that they are already brothel girls, and they go to sing again... It's just despicable to the dirt.

Maybe the young master only took a fancy to the girls on the stage because they were dressed appropriately and didn't need to avoid suspicion - these girls who never acted affectionately knew it in their hearts.

But these simple eyes are enough to support a lot of things.

"So let's not say anything else, at least when you are acting on the stage, you can be seen when you meet the son." The girl in yellow said, and suddenly realized something: "Sister Qing, you are not afraid of yourself. If you can't sing well, you will lose face in front of your son."

"..." Ah Qingliu raised her eyebrows, but did not speak.

"Okay, I'll leave it alone." The yellow-clothed girl shrank her head: "Sister Qing, your figure is really good. In the future... come play with me, and I will listen to you."

"So it is." Ah Qing understood: "Do you want to go on stage with me?"

"Um."

So Ah Qing raised the corners of his mouth, feeling inexplicably much better.

Will respond to the little girl's expectations, which is also where she is stronger than that woman from Chao Yunzong.

"Nizi, why did you study drama in the first place?" Ah Qing asked.

"There's no reason for this." The yellow-clothed girl opened her hand: "Auntie said that my hands can't be separated. It's not a material for playing the piano, so I can't choose."

Her whole body deserves to be said, perhaps only a few words of singing.

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This is a pure romance that belongs only to a little girl.

Ah Qing gently squeezed the face of the girl in yellow: "It's hard for you to be a lobbyist for your aunt."

"It's what I like... things, what's so hard to do." The yellow-clothed girl blushed.

"If Auntie lacks a Tsing Yi, it's enough to give her an order. Do I still dare not listen?" A Qing asked.

"Sister, don't say such things, don't you know what the rules are here?" The yellow-clothed girl gently stabbed A Qing, obviously dissatisfied with her words.

Aunts don't really force them to do things they don't like.

"I see." Ah Qing thought about it and said, "Didn't I have a sword dance today? If I can adapt to today's stage, I will take over this job."

"That's it."

Ah Qing thought to herself that she needed a reason to agree.

Otherwise, don't be ashamed?

As for saying that he was on stage, that was just an excuse.

It's just a dance on the stage, can she still adapt?

The girl also grinned, she didn't believe that her younger sister would be stage fright, and there would be no surprises today.

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