There are hawkers carrying loads to buy and sell along the stone road. There are all streets, and although there are not many people, they are not small. These people are diligent locals. When they were still villages, they lived here. It was just difficult to respond to the changes in the world. The exquisite buildings protrude on the ground, and the bunkers seemed to fall from the sky. From that time on, the locations were divided into wealth and people also had levels of difference.

Li Laoer and Yan Qing sighed, and he said: Fortunately, Pili Hall still has some humanity, and they acknowledged that we ordinary people continue to live in our own homes.

It's really hot to say that... The bandits have occupied their homes but still have to praise the bandits for their kindness and righteousness, which is a big deal in the world!

...

Yan Qing patted his full belly with satisfaction. He walked on this stone street with swagger. No matter his dress or temperament, he looked like a young rich man.

"Master, buy a bouquet of flowers, the assorted flowers that just bloomed on the grassland." A flower boy came to Yan Qing with a flower basket and shouted at the seller.

Yan Qing was interested, and he smiled at the flower boy, "Oh? If you want me to buy your flowers, then let me give you a reason to impress me. If I am interested, I will buy it."

The flower boy smiled and stuffed a bouquet of flowers to Yan Qing and said, "If you are not interested in this flower, you will walk away directly. If you stand down and ask questions, it will prove that you want to buy this flower. I'm right?"

"Are children so smart nowadays?" Yan Qing pursed her lips and paid the flower boy a few copper coins and sent him away. He held the flower on his nose and sniffed it. Although the wild flowers were messy, they were colorful and pleasant, so I bought this flower well.

He smiled faintly and was about to leave, but he didn't take two steps when a flower girl came over and said in a tender voice: "Master, please buy me a bouquet of flowers too..."

This flower boy is much younger than the previous one and must not be more than five years old. He had no choice but to raise the flower basket over his head for Yan Qing to watch.

Yan Qing smiled helplessly. He was not a donor and could not satisfy the child's begging. So he said nothing and wanted to leave, but the flower boy walked around him and said:

"Master, if I can give you a reason to be interested, will you buy my money?"

Yan Qing still said nothing, he just shook his head because he was afraid that the child would use the reason he had just used to cheat him of money.

The child smiled innocently: "Your Majesty, don't talk. I'll take you to a place. You must be interested in that place... If you are interested, buy me. If you are not interested, you can leave!"

"Now the child..." This is hard for Yan Qing. After all, he still has some serious business to do...

"Let's go, let's make sure you are satisfied with me!" The flower boy took the initiative to take his hand, pulled him and walked forward.

Why does this sound so awkward? Yan Qing raised his eyebrows helplessly, but how could he refuse such a small doll? Just let him go...

The flower girl took her head and walked around the streets. She passed three streets and two alleys. She was so familiar with the road.

"Master, we are here." The flower girl spread her hands and pointed to a storefront in front of her.

Yan Qing looked up and saw that his chin almost landed on the ground!

There is no archway on this door, there are several wooden benches at the door, and there are a few girls wearing heavy makeup sitting on the stool. They are dusty and even covered in dust that cannot be washed off!

This is a homeless prostitution restaurant!

"Master, are you satisfied with this place?" The flower boy laughed at him.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, and he pretended to be angry and put on his hips and waited hard for the flower boy. But the flower boy's eyes remained unchanged, and he was still so innocent. How could he blame him?

But this is not enough to be taught a lesson. I did this when I was only four or five years old. If I grow up, I will still become a slut.

When Yan Qing thought of this, he made up his mind. He held his hand and knocked a heavy blow on the flower girl's head: "Little brat, do you know where this is?"

"Ouch! Master, how do you hit someone?" Hua Chin said aggrievedly, holding her head.

"You still ask me? You should fight with men to such fireworks at such a young age!" Yan Qing taught him a lesson and wanted to reward him with another shot.

The flower boy hugged his head and hurriedly took a few steps back. He choked and said, "I don't understand what kind of fireworks place... Did I bring the wrong place? Don't you all like this? Many masters buy flowers from me and go in to please the girls here..."

"This..." It seems that this is not correct at all!

Yan Qing was speechless for a moment, and he looked at the girls behind the store again, thinking about lust and desire, saying something real, he really wanted to go in and have a happy time...

"Wuwuwu... Such a big person can bully me..." The flower boy actually burst into tears!

Yan Qing opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. His mouth opened and closed, and after sighing three big breaths, he finally took out a few copper plates and handed them to the flower boy. He took out another flower and said, "Hey, I didn't bully you. This is your money, take it..."

"Hehe... Thank you, sir!" The flower boy took the money and cried and laughed, then turned around and left.

Yan Qing was stunned for a while and asked him to sort out his ideas. He was thinking, who should blame the child for becoming like this?

Beautiful flowers give you beautiful girls, but the girl sitting at the door is not considered beautiful, because this is just a mud, and you can accompany you for dozens of cents of money.

"Oh, handsome young man! I've been hesitating outside for a long time, right? Come in and sit down, hurry up." The girls finally began to greet him.

Yan Qing smelled the fragrance of flowers and glanced at the girls. Beauty and ugliness are not important. What is important is that they can make men vent their desires and desires. He sighed softly: "I bought two bouquets of flowers today, so the flowers will naturally give them to the beauty, which proves that I must at least strengthen two beauties today... Hum? Who will it be?"

He walked in like this.

There is only one storefront in this kiln, but it is very large inside and two stories high. Even the girl here is not bad!

His appearance was also handsome and looked even richer. In the eyes of the girls, this was a piece of fat. As soon as he walked in, the girls came over and threw themselves into their arms, pretending to be charming, twisting their waists as soft as water snakes, and their charming voices were charming. They breathed in fragrance...

Yan Qing likes this feeling. He never said that he doesn't love women, but he doesn't have time to look for it. If he gives up his power, he should be a romantic and affectionate person like Bai Chengfeng.

He hugged left and right, and was gentle in groups. There were 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 pampered them all!

"There are only two bouquets of flowers, but there are so many petals. Is it good for you to have one piece?" Yan Qing seemed to be fascinated. He scattered the petals into hundreds of pieces, like falling flowers. These girls are all covered with rain and dew!

Just as he hugged the beauty and was about to go upstairs, he heard a scream as soon as he walked to the stairs:

"Kingman! How could it be you?"

Yan Qing was stunned. He blinked and his eyes became brighter. He looked up and saw that he first met an acquaintance!

"Red bean? Girl..."

Hongdou's expression was really complicated. She thought Yan Qing was a gentleman, but now she didn't seem to be the case.

Yan Qing seemed a little embarrassed. He was a gentleman, but he was just a romantic destiny. He just wanted to hug the woman and drink a few glasses of flower wine, and would not do anything else.

But Hongdou didn't think so, but no matter what, Yan Qing was her savior, so she said politely: "Hongdou and the knights are such a coincidence..."

Yan Qing didn't care what others thought. He shrugged his shoulders and hugged the woman at hand tighter, and said, "As I said, I like women, both red, fat, green and thin."

Hongdou smiled with a forced smile, and she nodded dullly. Although she had no connection with Yan Qing, she was still very disappointed.

"Master Anzhai...is this the life-savior you mentioned? He is such a romantic hero."

Then I found that there was a beautiful young woman standing beside Hongdou, with red lips as red as blood, pear blossoms and dignified and elegant appearance. At first glance, she was the madam in the kiln - the young madam.

She walked down the stairs step by step. If she wanted to be seductive, she must be the most powerful one. When she came, the girls beside Yan Qing were separated by themselves.

"Young master, what's your name?" She leaned close to Yan Qing's chest and asked in a sweet voice.

Yan Qing blinked and said to her: "I won't tell you."

She raised her eyebrows and said regretfully: "Young Master is not a person who cares about the fragrance and beauty."

"Yes, I'm not a person who cares about beauty, but I'm a person who flirts with flowers and plants!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing hugged her in his arms, and his nose tested the pink neck in his clothes. He sniffed and exclaimed: "What a beautiful flower!"

She flashed a hint of disgust, but she had to say charmingly: "Young Master, really--"

"Drink with me." Yan Qing picked her up in the waist before she could finish her words and walked upstairs step by step.

Hongdou stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the second stairs. She didn't say anything, but looked at Yan Qing quietly.

Yan Qing paused in front of her and asked with a smile: "Would Miss Hongdou bean bean drink with me?"

Hongdou finally frowned. She knew Yan Qing's power, so she didn't dare to feel disrespectful. She could only shake her head.

"Don't want to?" Yan Qing said regretfully, "If you don't want to, get out of here."

Hongdou moved away, Yan Qing continued to walk, but the woman in her arms was struggling, but for some reason she just couldn't break free from Yan Qing's arms-

"Let me go!" She finally was not polite.

"Then why do you want to open this kiln?" Yan Qing said coldly. He would not let go.

"Let me go! You... you sealed my internal strength!" She looked at Yan Qing angrily.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes, shook his head to look at the person in his arms, and said, "You are finished, you have become a lamb that can be slaughtered."

"King--" Hongdou couldn't help but speak out to persuade him,

But Yan Qing suddenly interrupted: "Don't call me a chivalrous man, I'm not chivalrous, I'm very selfish."

Hongdou still flashed and stopped Yan Qing, and she said word by word: "I'll ask this young master to let her go."

"Reason." Yan Qing said.

Hongdou bit her lip and told the truth: "Because she is also from my Peacock Tower!"

The net formed by Peacock Tower is different from the sword net. The sword net uses the sharp weapon in their hands, while Peacock Tower uses women.

A woman is sharper than a sword.

There are women in the Peacock Tower in the twelve cities, from temples to puppies of this kind of earthen kiln, which are very numerous, just a net woven by women.

Women can weave cloth and nets, but they are still experts!

"Shut!" Suddenly, a door in the guest room was pushed open-

Xu Yunchuan walked out of it. While he was walking, he was still holding up his clothes, there were kiss marks on his neck, and there was a look of hesitation but helplessness in his eyes.

Yan Qing put down the woman in his arms, his face was so dark that it was scary!
Chapter completed!