Chapter 890: The Little Yellow Essay I Wrote Has Come True (17)

The system didn't want to talk at all, and didn't want to pay attention to her at all.

Ye Chuijin muttered to himself for a long time before falling asleep quietly.

And Feng Hongyin returned to Jade Baozhai angrily, and when he walked to the door, he paused.

He looked gloomily at the thing in his arms.

When I bought this thing, the boss of Bao Zhai still wanted to introduce it, but at that time, Feng Hongyin thought that it was just something for Lu Yunmei, a famous prostitute, even if it was not good, what could it do?

Anyway, it's just to get the job done.

So he didn't open it when it got into his hands, and he didn't even think about what it was.

At this time, I suddenly went to the trouble of the shopkeeper again, and when I publicized it the next day, I was afraid that I would be chewed behind my back.

Feng Hongyin hugged the box, turned around and left after a while.

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The task was not completed, but Feng Hongyin really didn't know how to get to Cuiyu Tower for a while.

It wasn't until the system urged him again that he reluctantly got into the carriage and came to this embarrassing, angry, sad, and wanted to hit place again.

Cuiyu Building is still lively, and the guests who come and go have obscene smiles on their faces.

Even if Feng Hongyin has been here a few times, he is still very unsuitable for such an environment.

He opened the curtain and walked in, and Qing's mother immediately greeted him with a smile when she saw him.

Now everyone in the capital knows that Prince Zhu often comes to Cuiyulou, and business has improved a lot for a while.

What's more, Prince Zhu is a big business in itself.

"Yo, lord, you're here today."

Qing's mother smiled like a flower, and when she wanted to get closer, Feng Hongyin frowned and raised her hand to reach away.

"What's the smell on you?"

Qing's mother looked at herself blankly, and then smiled on her face: "What the prince said, what can my old woman smell?" ”

She wanted to say something more, but Feng Hongyin was already impatient: "Tell Lu Yunmei to come down." ”

Anyway, the task still has to be done.

Otherwise, you will die.

Hearing him say this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Qing's mother's face: "This is really a coincidence, there is a guest with Yunmei today." You see, are you ......"

Feng Hongyin's brows were furrowed so much that he could trap flies.

And at this time, there was a sudden noise on the third floor, and looking at the direction, it was her room.

Feng Hongyin's expression tightened, stepped on the steps in three or two steps, and kicked open the door.

In the room, she was slapped hard in the face, and it was already swollen by this time.

And in front of her, a woman dressed as a man was pulling her hair and scolding uncleanly: "Dirty goods! It's you slut who seduces my husband, isn't it! ”

Behind the woman, a man stood helplessly, wanting to persuade but didn't dare, so he could only say "stop fighting" one by one, but he didn't even have the courage to reach out and pull the two apart.

Feng Hongyin looked at her swollen face, and her heart immediately burned.

"Stop!"

As he spoke, he slapped away the woman who was tugging at her hair.

The woman didn't recognize Feng Hongyin, and sneered: "Yo, whose husband is this, who came to this Qinglou to find Gentle Township?" The wife at home is still waiting. ”

Feng Hongyin ignored her, and first turned his head to look at the person who fell to the ground.

Everyone hit her head just now, but she had no intention of fighting back, just tugging at her clothes tightly, not asking the woman to tear them off.