So he pointed to a prostitute who was secretly looking at her at the door of a brothel in front of him, tilted his head slightly, and ordered the girl who was not leaving behind him: "Arrest her for me!" Since you have to follow her, you don't have to use it in vain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as the words fell, the grumpy girl was already three meters away.

Qingtian couldn't help but stick out his tongue, sure enough, anyone in Qingqiu Mansion was a master...

I don't know why, there is a tea stall on Hualiu Street here.

It's a very ordinary kind, with a shed and a few tables and benches underneath, anyone can sit on it, and a big bowl of tea doesn't cost a few dollars.

Qingtian slowly moved to sit under the tea stall, and the medicine girl stood obediently behind her. The prostitute was quickly brought in, yes, yes... I didn't expect the fabrics on the current prostitutes to look a little bit strong...

Qingtian patted the other end of the bench and motioned for her to sit down, but the prostitute shrunk her shoulders but stood there without moving, only hanging her head and secretly looking at Qingtian from time to time with the corner of her eye, and her head was lower when Qingtian looked over.

In this way, Qingtian is a little impatient, and these individuals all peek at themselves with that kind of strange eyes. Just take a peek, then don't let her know, but she doesn't have that ability. When asked, he squirmed and didn't say.

It's uncomfortable, isn't it?!

"Do I have flowers on me?" said the prostitute suddenly.

The prostitute was obviously stunned by her brainless words, and stared at her with a pair of big eyes stunned for a long time before speaking.

"No, I don't. ”

"Then why are they all secretly looking at me?" said Qingtian forcibly pressed the prostitute to a bench and pointed at the person across the street.

The prostitute probably saw that she had no malicious intent, so she spoke properly: "Because the girl is amazing." ”

"Huh?" What's wrong with her?

The prostitute secretly glanced at the two girls behind Qingtian with her afterglow, and saw that neither of them paid attention to herself, so she lowered her voice and said to Qingtian: "The girl is the first one in Aoba City who dares to do something to the little young master." ”

Qingtian was stunned for a moment, and then noticed that there was indeed some gratitude and admiration in the eyes of those people. couldn't help but sigh, Wu Qingqiu was really in the eyes of these people...

Alas.

But that's not something she should be worried about.

Sending the prostitute away, Qingcai slowly moved back to the backyard flower.

It's still the first half of the night, and the lobby is quite lively. Qingtian sat in the lobby for a while, and saw that Yan Jing and Cui'er were working together much better than they were at the beginning.

Cui'er has been independent since she was a child, and she is very quick to work, so she feels sorry for Cui'er, so she only asks Cui'er to stay in the lobby and go to the private room on the second floor to serve those rich and powerful masters.

Qingtian remembered the first time he was taken to the second floor by Yan Jingkuang, and had to sigh that people were really a little selfish.

was thinking blindly, but when she saw Yan Jing hurriedly coming down from the second floor, she secretly said something in her ear, and both of them were infected with panic on their faces.

Qingtian thought that although he was during his work injury, he was also a member of the backyard flowers. asked Yan Jing what happened.

Yan Jing's mouth moved, and she looked like she wanted to say something and stopped. But when Cui'er saw her, she happily shouted Sister Qingtian, and leaned into her ear to tell her about the matter.

It turned out that there were some blood stains in the private room in the middle of the second floor, the fruit bowl was scattered on the ground, and the stool was also lying on the ground, but there was no one inside.

That scene really looked like a scene of a fight, considering the special identity of his boss, Yan Jing was rarely a little flustered.

I checked the account book during the day and found that this private room was ordered by the man named Lu Shang. This man, he remembers, a businessman who looks quite calm, but when he mentions the demon question, he has no image at all.

Sunny day early in the daytime, he saw that the man's mind to the demon was coming, and remembered that the man said that he would come again in the evening. asked if someone had ordered the brand tonight, Yan Jing looked at it and said no. So the two of them went to the corner of the house in the backyard where the demon asked the outside of the wall.

Speaking of which, the demon asks how high it is compared to the two people outside, but at this time, he didn't notice that someone outside was eavesdropping, because the cat demon was busy at this moment...

Lu Shang fainted before he could do it, and the demon asked to stop his movements and go to investigate his health at this time.

The answer, of course, is not very good, although it is not good in the first place. But the demon asked originally sacrificed a precious Qinglian Snow Pill, as long as Lu Shang was willing to sleep obediently after taking the medicine, he would be healthy the next day, but he was hooked by the demon question, and he didn't want to mess around.

Now, even if you take another Qinglian Snow Pill, you still have to cultivate for ten days and half a month before you can return to your original appearance.

Of course, Lu Shang didn't care about how his body was, he just felt sorry for the snow pill that had been ruined in vain, and the pill that could forcibly continue his life couldn't even suppress it...

But the heart is distressed, the demon still went to get a snow pill for Lu Shang to take, this time he learned to be obedient, and he fell asleep after taking the medicine.

Youwen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the man with a quiet sleeping face, and couldn't help but throw his arm again and again... The arm that helped the man release is not ordinary acid.

I wonder when he's ever done something like this... I'm still hard down here. Thinking about it like this, this tsundere cat demon was not convinced, especially when he saw Lu Shang's breathing becoming more and more stable...

got up and straddled Lu Shang's waist, grabbed the sleeping man's hand and held the things under his waist, closed his eyes and began to move slowly.

The man's hands are different from his own, they are warm and dry at all times, and the palms of his hands are still rough and thin, giving people a sense of peace and reliance like his whole person.

Demon Wen was a little excited when he thought about it, and the pain somewhere under the movement of his hand not only did not dissipate, but hardened a little, and a certain part behind him gradually showed a little emptiness.

Youwen snorted a little uncomfortably, but the only person in the room who could help him fell into a deep sleep at this time, and Youwen had never been so aggrieved.

In fact, he can completely turn into a prototype and go out to find a little female cat...

But the pride of the demon asked how it was possible to do so.

Imagining the scene when the two of them were together, the demon asked Lu Shang impatiently, and had to do it himself.

Holding the man's hand with one hand, he grabbed the man's other hand and leaned behind him...

It was at this time that Yan Jing and Qing Tian came to the corner of the door to listen to the wall.

Although the voice was not loud, the humming that overflowed from time to time under the forbearance of the demon still made the two of them hear it clearly.

There is even a faint and enchanting voice shouting at the landing merchant...

Qingtian and Yan Jing's faces turned completely red in an instant.