Chapter 227

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The handsome shepherd of Qing Dynasty squatted down to take off his boots for Fang Xie. Fang Xie was surprised and dodged subconsciously. But he suddenly felt that his performance was not a competent whore - guest, and then he smiled to hide his embarrassment: "don't worry, how about drinking a few drinks with me first?"

The Qing waiter gave a sound and got up to pour wine for Fang Xie.

Fang Xie sat down again and asked, "what's your name?"

The girl's face is a professional smile trained. Like green peaches, the charm deliberately displayed is not too successful: "my name is Zhuang die. What do you call me, childe?"

"Zhuang die?"

Fang Xie instantly thought of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, but there is no such story in this world.

"My last name is Fang"

Fang Xie smiled and replied.

"Childe Fang"

Zhuang die screamed and skillfully picked up the wine glass and sent it to Fang Xie's lips. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally summoned up the courage to sit on Fang Xie's lap. This is what she has learned over the years. Although she has not actually used it, she knows how to please men.

Fang Xie's body was a little stiff, but he didn't stop Zhuang die from sitting down. After all, today he plays a golden guest who comes to have fun. He drinks the wine Zhuang die sent to his lips and smells the body fragrance of the girl. If you change the environment, maybe Fang Xie won't be so uncomfortable. But in places like brothels, he is inevitably a little awkward. After all, his previous life's thinking made him unable to naturally enjoy the service of a brothel woman, and he still felt a thief like embarrassment.

"Where are you from?"

He intends to distract himself. After all, he is not a saint. It is difficult to sit still.

"I don't know..."

Zhuang die smiled and shook her head. "She was bought by her mother when she was very young and studied in this building. My mother seemed to have told me that my hometown should be somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River. There were too many children to live, so she sold me and a sister. As for where she came from, my mother forgot. How could I know."

Although she was laughing when she said this, she looked sad.

Fang Xie looked at her expression, but found that there was not much sincerity. The sad and pathetic appearance was eight or nine times pretended, and he immediately woke up. This poor dress is also one of the means for a brothel woman to please a man. The guests feel that she is poor and will reward more gold and silver if they say they can't.

When I think about it, most of the girl came to this building when she was very young. She really has no concept of her hometown. However, she was not so sad in her heart. Fang Xie knew that such clean shepherds as them were cash cows in the building and would be sold at a high price for the first time. So before receiving guests, they often keep them as young ladies. Eat well, dress well, and no one is abusive. Moreover, they are not bought by strong abduction. They already know what kind of life they have to face.

It's not to get more money.

People say that the dramatist is unjust and the bitch is ruthless. Fang Xie has no prejudice against the brothel woman, but today he did appreciate their skills and said that the woman is still young. If those experienced red girls, if they pretend to be poor and cute, they must be good actors.

"Oh..."

Fang Xie said in a voice, "that's a pity for his life experience. Don't worry, he will be fine in the future."

Zhuang die was so happy that she thought she had confused the young master, so she put her head on Fang Xie's chest and said, "this is a poor man. Where are there any good days? I just hope the young master will be gentle for a while. Don't hurt me. If the young master doesn't give up, it's good to come back and see me from time to time."

With these words, she began to rub Fang Xie. The chest that had begun to take shape rubbed back and forth on Fang Xie's chest, and a pair of slender jade hands directly hugged Fang Xie's neck. Originally, Fang Xie couldn't bear to start when he saw her pure. Wake up at this time. This is a brothel. How can you be such an idiot?

If she didn't come by herself today, she must be holding someone else's neck and pretending to be pitiful.

With this in mind, Fang Xie has no guilt. He put his mouth into Zhuang die's clothes and kissed her casually in the collar. Zhuang die immediately made several sweet and greasy groans in her nose. Even if he knew that the groan was also performed, Fang Xie was still in a state of mind.

The girl really knows the skills she has learned. After a while, she thickens the smell of Fang Xie's provocation. The thing under her body was restless. The girl sat on him and rubbed her petite hip flap back and forth. The taste was wonderful. Zhuang die puts Fang Xie's hand on her hip and starts to unbutton her clothes. Just untied two, a piece of white skin like water shook Fang Xie's eyes.

According to the practice in the Central Plains, a woman must get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Zhuang die is 15 or 16 years old. If she is in an ordinary family, she has to be a mother. But in this brothel, they are only qualified in personnel, and it is inevitable that they are also a little nervous. The skills learned are green and astringent, but after all, the girl herself is charming enough.

After being so close for ten minutes, Zhuang die's breathing became urgent. She could feel the huge thing that had sprung up under her body and hit her heart like a deer when she remembered what the girls said when they teased. How can you deal with such a big thing in a moment? But at the thought that the bigger and happier the sisters said, she looked forward to it.

She took off her coat to reveal her red bra. The girl's healthy and tender skin is exposed, and the budding flowers are generally attractive. She grabbed Fang Xie's hand and put it on her chest. When the big hand was about to cover her chest, the young man who looked moved suddenly withdrew his hand and said, "I'd better have a few drinks first."

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Fang Xie picked up Zhuang die, who was already drunk, and put her on the bed. He tried to make sure she was drunk and unconscious. Take off the generous royal clothes and reveal the black strength inside.

He pulled out a black scarf from his waist bag to cover his face. He first went to the door and listened, and then checked whether the door was inserted properly. When he was ready, he opened the rear window and looked out. When he saw no one in the backyard, he turned over and jumped out. Outside, one hand hooked the windowsill and the other closed the window.

The backyard of crescent building is the separate residence of those high-ranking red girls, a small courtyard one by one. Fang Xie fell in a yard and made no sound. When he turned out from the small courtyard, Fang Xie vaguely saw two naked people intertwined in the house, and the ecstatic and bone etching groans penetrated into his ears unscrupulously.

Fang Xie couldn't help shaking his head, smiled and turned over - the wall.

Along the alley behind the crescent building, Fang Xie walked through the night like a cheetah. Soon he ran through two alleys and stopped outside the courtyard wall of a family. He listened attentively for a while, didn't notice anything strange, and then jumped onto the wall. The yard is not too small. It goes back and forth. The house in front was dark and obviously uninhabited, but there were lights in the back.

Fang Xie came down from the wall and quickly crossed the front yard to the back through the moonlight. He hid behind a tree and looked into the room with the light on. The light reflected a person's shadow on the window. It seemed that he was pacing back and forth. It looks like such a big yard that only the people in that room live alone.

Fang Xie walked softly close to the room, pasted it outside the window and listened.

There was only the sound of footsteps walking back and forth in the room, and the steps were a little messy. Often when a person is alone, he is obviously upset, and he doesn't know what trouble the man in the room has encountered. Fang Xie thought, I will help you get rid of your troubles today. Who calls us old friends.

Just as he straightened up to blow in the prepared smoke, the people in the room suddenly scolded in a low voice.

"Sneaky thief, this is also where you came to visit? I'm in a bad mood today. You deserve to die!"

Fang Xie was surprised and said that the man was very alert. Unexpectedly, he found out that he was about to straighten up and prepare for the battle, but he didn't see any action from the people in the room. He waited for a while before he knew it. The guys in the room didn't find themselves at all. They just didn't know what secret they were hiding. They were so careful. It is expected that if this happens, he will not arrive overnight and have to say it many times. Only when a person is extremely nervous can he have this almost crazy reaction.

Fang Xie knew that people in the room should have four or five accomplishments at least. It's not difficult to deal with such people with his strength now. The difficulty is that it can't be noticed. If the people in the room shout, it will inevitably attract the officials and soldiers patrolling the city.

He wanted to put down the people in the house with smoke, but now he suddenly changed his mind. Groping for it from his body, he threw the small bottle of smoke into the corner. A light click came out, and the shadow of the man in the room stiffened violently, followed by the window and was pushed away with a bang. A figure with a knife rushed out of the room like a nighthawk and went straight to the place where the sound came from.

As soon as the man came out, Fang Xie immediately grew up and turned into the house. The man walked around the yard and soon found the bottle of smoke. He picked up the bottle and looked at it. The man sneered and said to himself, "it's really a thief who doesn't know his death who dares to come here. It's a good skill. I didn't notice it outside the house."

This smoke is only used by the inferior thieves. A famous expert can't use it without his identity. But Fang Xie did not have this awareness. He used whatever was easy to use.

The man walked around the yard and jumped up to the wall to have a look. After making sure there was no one, he came back with a horizontal knife, jumped into the house from the window and closed the window again. When I turned back, I saw a man in black squinting at me. He was shocked and cut out with a knife subconsciously.

This knife unexpectedly brought out a spirit of lingran knife, but before it could be sent out, the man in black had punched heavily on his lower abdomen. The strength of this punch was beyond imagination. The man in black closed his mouth before he could shout. The man in black cut his palm on the back of his neck again, and the man fell down softly.

Fang Xie took out a very tough ox tendon rope from the leather bag and tied the man firmly. After tying it up, he blocked his mouth again, so he looked at the room carefully. The man guarded the house so carefully that something must have made him nervous.

Fang Xie searched the room carefully for a while, but found nothing. Because he could not delay too long, although he wanted to look for it carefully, he could only leave quickly. He was worried that it would be difficult for him to get away in case his accomplice came back. He is the only one here at a good time. After success, he will naturally leave quickly.

Fang Xie carried the man on his shoulder, didn't blow out the candle, stepped on the man's footprints from the window and left quickly.

He ran out of the two alleys in one breath, carefully avoided the patrolling army, threw the man under a locust tree, and immediately turned and left. As he walked away, the sinking fan that had been waiting for half an hour on the locust tree floated down, took the man and left quickly, and soon disappeared into the night.

Fang Xie returned to the crescent building on the same road. When he passed the small courtyard, the people in the house were still fighting. Fang Xie said in secret that he was in good health, and then drilled back from the rear window to listen to Yuxuan.

He quickly changed his clothes. Fang Xie sat by the bed and looked at Zhuang die, who was still sleeping.

Headache to think of... On, or not on?