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916. Art comes from brothels

The rash on Wen Ranran's face was actually not healed yet, but because she accompanied him there for a purpose, she still wore a hood and went to the brothel.

After all, she hasn't experienced the brothels in the north yet...

Sang Zhi was also very curious about this kind of thing, so he carried his painting stand and went there. Wen Ranran was beside him, and Ji Xuyuan, the master of painting, was behind him.

Ji Xuyuan's face looked disgusting. The wounds from Tao Yuanyuan's military stick were almost healed, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he moved.

The brothels in the north don't have the same feasting and feasting feeling as in the south. They are gray and white buildings, perhaps because it's almost winter and business is relatively bleak.

The winter in the north is freezing to death, but Wen Ranran clearly saw that it was almost winter, but the girl picking up guests at the door still had her arms and waist exposed, and her face was obviously purple from the cold, but she still put on a familiar and bold face.

smile.

Wen Ranran felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Hey~ you three! But you want to come in and have fun?" The madam was wearing peacock feathers and was stamping her feet from the cold. When she saw Wen Ranran and the others, she seemed to see fat.

Wen Ranran: "..."

Sang Zhi is a young girl. She is a little uncomfortable coming to this kind of place for the first time. Behind her, Ji Xuyuan purses her lips tightly. It is obvious that she will never come to this kind of place...

Wen Ranran smiled, and suddenly understood why Ji Xuyuan did not object to Sang Zhi bringing him with him this time. After all, he, a pretty boy, seemed to be a regular customer in the flower house... He was a big man, if he was

If you do something wrong, if you are laughed at, you will be done with it...

Naturally, Wen Ranran could understand the other party's awkward and subtle mentality as a straight man.

Seeing the help-seeking looks from both parties, Wen Ranran had no choice but to step forward, not forgetting to rub a handful on the waists of the girls at the door. As expected, their waists were all cold.

Wen Ranran curled her lips, looked at the two girls looking for help, and nodded.

"Close the door. I'm bringing people to play tonight. We'll reserve the place!" Wen Ranran smiled, made a romantic expression, and directly handed the madam opposite a large four-digit banknote.

When Mama Sang saw such a large denomination, her eyes immediately lit up, she quickly closed the door and welcomed the three people into the house.

"Ya Jian, let's talk about things! Find two nice and reserved ones!" Wen Ranran looked at the girls with slim waists around her and felt her eyelids jump.

Unlike those elegant girls in Yanyu Tower in the capital who are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the girls here wear extremely revealing clothes and especially like to wear furs.

The problem is that this fur can't cover anything. At most, it can cover important parts like shoulders and chest...it doesn't keep you warm at all...

But one thing to say is that the figure and taste of this northern girl are really different compared to those in the capital.

Such a large area of ​​exposed skin will not make people feel uncomfortable, but will only make people feel passionate and unrestrained.

Wen Ranran took Sang Zhi with her, for fear that something unclean would contaminate Sang Zhi's ears.

"No, you are serious, why did you choose here?" Wen Ranran was wearing a hood and was not recognized by Ji Xuyuan. The young man said with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Ji Xuyuan coughed, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

"The city lord said that the girls here are the most suitable for portraits, with all kinds of shapes and styles!"

Wen Ranran rolled her eyes, just blow it! Fart!


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