"County Magistrate Lin, do you have ti this afternoon to accompany to the theater?"
The banquet ended, and only after his elderly mother left with layered cloth shoes did Zhao Chuanchun turn to Lin Fan.
Just by this gift, the Zhao family viewed Lin Fan with heightened regard, and given that he spent the whole ti whispering ambiguously with Zhao Qianyue, several cousins had started calling him cousin-in-law.
"Sure, but I’ve never been to a theater before, if I make a fool of myself, don’t laugh at , County Magistrate Zhao."
Lin Fan had heard that Zhao Chuanchun had two hobbies: fishing and going to the theater, so every year various theater troupes would perform here, from Peking Opera, Pingju, to the Er Ren Zhuan, all the famous ones had been here.
"Not at all, we’re going to see sothing different!"
Zhao Chuanchun smiled mysteriously, puzzling Lin Fan, and as the main table cleared, everyone left for another specially built stage in the garden, with Lin Fan and Zhao Qianyue naturally walking side by side, exchanging glances with Shu Feifei and Ke Yunan.
"Aren’t you going this way?"
Seeing Zhao Chuanchun turn left into a moon gate, Lin Fan curiously asked Zhao Qianyue why she didn’t turn.
"Our theater stage is over there. You can’t enter this courtyard without my dad’s invitation. Though I’m curious what’s inside, rember to tell when you co out; I’m going to accompany Grandma first."
Zhao Qianyue’s words made Lin Fan even more curious, so he stepped into the moon gate.
Inward was a lush garden, and inside it was a small stage.
"Take a seat."
Seated on a rocking chair, Zhao Chuanchun gestured for Lin Fan to sit on another chair, then the sound of gongs and drums began, not played by a band but from a speaker, followed by the opening of a curtain on the left, revealing a Floral Dan in white attire, holding a floral spear as they walked out.
The play titled "Mu Guiying Takes Command" featured crisp singing and clean martial arts that captivated Lin Fan, despite his unfamiliarity with theater, as the magnetic voice and slick movents impressed him, especially the beautifully turned sorsaults—not expecting such prowess from a dan role, enhanced by the emotive eyes, it was a thousand tis better than a war drama.
With the play over after more than an hour, the engrossed Zhao Chuanchun turned to Lin Fan: "How’s that, isn’t the wisdom of the ancients more intriguing than television?"
"Indeed, and that singing is unmistakably a star’s style!"
Lin Fan gave a thumbs up, and hearing it, Zhao Chuanchun smiled and spoke to the stage: "Did you hear that, County Magistrate Lin says you’re stars, now co out quickly and thank him for the praise."
"Coming!"
As the red curtain opened again, two Floral Dans erged, stripped to their inner layers. With a graceful pigeon flip, they landed before Lin Fan, holding a pot of wine: "Greetings from us!"
The two nodded slightly, then poured a cup of fine wine, placed it at their red lips, and approached Lin Fan: "This cup of wine, please honor us, County Magistrate Lin!"
Directly sitting on Lin Fan, the Floral Dan held his hands down, preventing him from grabbing the cup as they leaned forward, offering the cup mouth-to-mouth.
"So, this is seeing sothing different in theater!"
Feeling the wine along with beauty enter his throat, Lin Fan now understood why Zhao Chuanchun ntioned watching sothing different—included these additional services, especially as the Floral Dan’s jade hand wandered on his chest and their curvy backside swayed, stirring his imagination.
"County Magistrate Lin, good drinking!"
As one cup was emptied, the smiling Floral Dan withdrew aside, and another tall, beautiful one stepped forward, not directly holding the wine cup this ti, but bending backward, placing their head on Lin Fan’s abdon, then bit the wine cup, slowly lifting it up, with their delicate waist exuding indescribable charm.
These ways of toasting were a first for Lin Fan, and just as he prepared to lower his head to bite the cup again, he spotted sothing unexpected.
"Adam’s apple!"
Seeing the Adam’s apple on the Floral Dan’s throat, Lin Fan couldn’t help but be stunned and glance at Zhao Chuanchun, whose amused smile said: "Indeed, they are male with feminine hearts, cross-dressing Floral Dans, how about that, isn’t it even more feminine than actual won?"
"This is thrilling!"
At these words, Lin Fan instinctively raised his head, looking at the standing Floral Dans.
Thinking of having potentially drunk another man’s saliva, he suddenly felt queasy.
"No matter how feminine they look... they’re still n... County Magistrate Zhao... I can’t take it!"
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