"Childe, are you dissatisfied with the little girl?" Qian'er's soft voice seemed to be able to crisp people's bones.

"That's not true, I just want to kiss Fang Ze, who made you a prostitute?" Chu Moli said with a smile.

Qian'er didn't speak, the smoke flowed, and the eyes of asking for help looked around......

Chu Mo couldn't tell what she was thinking, the veil that had been torn off her face before was gently put into her nose, and she sniffed it, it was fragrant, and it was not as strong as that of ordinary prostitutes.

Seeing this scene, Qian'er's ears turned red, this was the first time she had met such a shameless person in her life.

The prostitutes around him scolded loudly, and all kinds of ugly language were no different from the ruffians and hooligans, but Chu Moli at the moment looked much more elegant.

"Hmph, aren't you jealous? Chu Moli waved the veil in his hand first, and then wiped his mouth, not to mention, it was fragrant, and it had a different taste.

Qian'er's face was also red before, when this veil was worn on her face, her lips must have been touched, but now, the other party used it to wipe her mouth, wouldn't it be an indirect sister kiss, she couldn't accept it.

"Look at you, a pair of fiery eyes, timid, cowardly, isn't it just a prostitute, what are you pretending to be high, on the surface ice is clear and jade, but what about behind your back? A pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a little red lips and ten thousand people, who knows?" Chu Mo thought, pretending to be high, continue to pretend!

"Childe, may I ask, what grudge do I have with you?" Qian'er's face sank, the word prostitute was her hard wound, even if her body was really innocent, she couldn't get rid of all kinds of gossip.

The people around you look at me, I look at you, although what the other party said is a little ugly, but is it also true, but there are still many people who continue to scold......

"Hatred? It seems that there is none!" Chu Mo rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to blame, you can only blame this son for being in a bad mood, who let you just run into the muzzle?"

Son, everyone scoffs, you are a maniac with a cloak, fool!

"Childe is not yet eighteen years old. "Qian'er who makes you can't see his face clearly, but the voice, will never exceed this age.

"What's the matter, how much does it cost you to make a price and sleep with you for one night?" Chu Moli said simply, and took the lead in asking the voices of all the male compatriots here.

"Let it, let it, this son, let it, let let ......"

After Chu Moli just finished saying this, a plump woman holding a pampas fan squeezed up from the crowd.

Chu Moli turned his head to look at it, his eyes lit up, this woman was very beautiful, but looking at what she was wearing, it seemed that she was the old bustard of this brothel.

With Chu Moli's love for beauty, there are very few women who can enter his eyes, and this plump woman looks a little older, but it is undeniable that she must be a woman with outstanding demeanor when she is young.

The woman has a plump figure, even flesh and bones, her hair is coiled, a pair of bright and slender pairs, a pair of eyes with crystal charming, ruddy and plump lips, and her skin is also well maintained, just the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes betray her real age.

"Mother......" Seeing the woman coming up, Qian'er screamed, but her wrist was grabbed by Chu Moli in her hand, and she couldn't bend down to salute.

"Who is you old woman?" Chu Moli said unknowingly.

The woman is the mother of this Piaoxiang Courtyard, and her name after she was young is Fang Yanru, but now, everyone calls her mother, plus her gorgeous appearance, which is extremely popular.

Everyone was stunned, no one dared to call Fang Yanru an old woman, even Qian'er opened her mouth slightly, with disbelief.

Fang Yanru didn't seem to be very angry, holding a pu fan in one hand, and taking out a silk handkerchief from her arms with the other, and shook it: "Yo, son, is the slave family that old?"

Before Fang Yanru appeared, she had already inquired about the people under her hands, since Chu Moli entered the Piaoxiang Courtyard, she made a generous move, and even smashed people with money, if she wasn't afraid of offending people, she would have blasted out early, how could she talk nonsense with him.

"You're an old bustard, let me ask you a question, how much is she, I'll pay for it tonight! No, I'm going to buy her, say, how much?"

"This, this is difficult for the slave family, it's not that the slave family is unwilling, but ......" Fang Yanru was very embarrassed.

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to give you money, tell me the number?" Chu Moli didn't care, even if the magic crystal on his body bought Jiang Yancheng, it was not impossible, let alone redeem himself for a prostitute.

"No, Qian'er, Qian'er......" Fang Yanru was anxious, but her anxious appearance was quite cute.

"Let me ask you, do you want to be good?" Chu Moli stared at Qian'er and asked.

This made Qian'er don't know how to answer, just ask, which prostitute doesn't want to be good, but......

"Stinky boy, I'll count to three, you're making trouble here, believe it or not, Lao Tzu cut you!"

At this moment, a man in his thirties, dressed in brocade clothes, squeezed out of it, his tone full of threat.

"Come here!" Chu Moli hooked his fingers, didn't even look at him, and said calmly.

"Come here, come here, forgive you for not daring to make tricks. The man approached with his head held high, in fact, he wanted to have a close encounter with Qian'er.

As soon as he approached, Chu Moli quickly pulled out the dagger, "clicked" at his stomach, stabbed a big hole, and kicked it again.

The man flew out upside down, and the crowd quickly gave up a space as if it had been predetermined.

"You...... You ......"

The man was lying on the ground, his hands on his stomach, his eyes looking at each other in horror, blood gushing from his wounds, I am afraid he would never have dreamed that he would die here.

"You have to have brains when you come out, people like you don't have to die!" Chu Moli was unhappy to see him, plus he was already in a bad mood, so he would kill him.

"Kill, kill!" I don't know who it was, shouted, and the scene instantly became commotionous.

Fang Yanru looked at this corpse in surprise, who would have thought that someone would kill someone under everyone's noses......

Chu Moli shook off the blood on the dagger, pulled Qian'er in front of him with a heavy pull, exhaled lightly, and said with a smile: "Do you believe it or not, I will kill you?"

At the moment of the previous killing, Chu Moli saw a trace of panic in Qian'er's eyes, as long as there is panic, it means that you have something to be afraid of, unlike yourself, like the walking dead, you are no longer afraid of anything!

"You're not going to kill me. Qian'er said affirmatively: "We're just meeting for the first time, I don't know, why are you so bad for me everywhere?"

"Didn't I say before, I'm in a bad mood, and you've just hit the muzzle of a gun. Chu Moli smiled back.

"You're drunk. Qian'er smelled the wine in his mouth and the faintly cloudy eyes, and said.

"Drunk, drunk, drunk, I hope I don't want to wake up for the rest of my life. Chu Moli gasped, at this moment, he was like a wise man who had suffered from the vicissitudes of the world.