My uncle is Lin Zhengying

"I see, from now on she won't be called Green Ant, she should be called 'Sai Xianglan'!"

"Xianglan is very beautiful. She is the number one card in our Chunyi Pavilion. There are many people who order her and we are convinced, but why is she a green ant? She has a cold face all day long, and she doesn't know how to show her face. Who's watching?"

"That's right, it seems that benefactors like her cold look!"

"This group of men usually wish that all the women in the world would be enthusiastic about them. But when we come to Chunyi Pavilion, they are enthusiastic about them, but they don't appreciate it anymore. They just like to treat them coldly!"

"Hehe! This is a man!"

"If it wasn't for Xianglan who didn't know what was going on recently and kept protecting this little bitch, I would have dealt with her long ago!"

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A group of women below were chattering and discussing.

But Zhang Jing didn't have the time to pay attention to it, so he took the woman in green upstairs and found the room next to Qiu Sheng and the others.

The rooms of this era naturally do not have sound insulation facilities, and the sound insulation effect of the walls is not good.

So what happened next door, with Zhang Jing's perception, can be heard clearly here.

The next door was very hot at this time, it was like a thunder from the sky stirred up the fire, and after entering the room for a while, it had already jumped onto the bed.

Zhang Jing was not in a hurry, nor worried about Qiu Sheng's safety.

Since this ghost has been hiding in the Chunyi Pavilion for such a long time, it has not revealed any flaws, and no one has discovered her details, which shows that she still knows how to measure and will not take 'human life'.

If she catches a man and sucks her energy directly to death, she won't be able to be the top card, but should go to the yamen to sue!

So even if Qiu Sheng was brought into the room by the female ghost, his life should not be in danger, at most his vitality would be seriously injured.

This is not a problem at all for Qiu Sheng, who is full of yang energy.

Zhang Jing came later, maybe Qiu Sheng would have to thank Zhang Jing!

Hearing the indescribable voice from the next room, Zhang Jing shook his head, and couldn't help but think in his heart: This female ghost is much smarter than Hu Siniang!

For female ghosts like them who like to absorb men's yang energy, the brothel is simply a dream paradise!

You don't need to try your best to hook up passers-by and cast illusions to coax them into bed like a female ghost in the wilderness.In the brothel, they just need to wait obediently, and countless prey will be delivered to their door every day!

Isn't this beautiful?

Just when Zhang Jing was thinking about when he should sneak into the next room quietly, should he be more kind and wait for the intermission between one person and one ghost to go in.

On Zhang Jing's side, something is wrong.

He turned his head to look, and found that the deserted girl he had specially selected didn't talk to him when she came up, and she still looked weak, cold, and timid.

But this green-clothed girl took off her clothes immediately after a disagreement!

"Girl, what are you doing? Why are you taking off your clothes? Don't...don't...don't..."

The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth twitched, he waved his hands quickly, and stammered.

I don't know if I'm saying stop procrastinating, or stop...

So the girl took Zhang Jing's meaning as "don't stop" and continued to take it off, and soon there was only a tube top embroidered with lotus flowers on her upper body...

And there is still the meaning of continuing to take off!

Crooked day!

I really didn't mean that!

Fortunately, this girl's figure is not very good. In the words of later generations, the scale will not exceed A. She belongs to the type of airport, so she is not as good as Tingting!

So it won't make your blood boil.

Zhang Jing hurried over, put the clothes back on for the girl, and stammered, "Well... girl, I didn't come here today for that, we don't need to take off my clothes! You misunderstood me, I'm not that kind of person at all !"

The girl in green was taken aback, and looked at Zhang Jing in surprise, with suspicion in her eyes.

Probably he was thinking whether Zhang Jing was really honest and honest, or he wanted to play a trick of saying no to her.

Men go to brothels, not for that, but for what else?

Do you want tea?

Still chatting?

But no matter what, since the guests said so, the green ant cooperated with the request, did not take off the clothes forcibly, put on the clothes slowly, and said: "Then... let me pour you a cup of tea."

Zhang Jing happened to be a little dry mouthed, nodded and said: "Then I would like to thank the girl. I don't know how to call the girl?"

"My family is called Green Ant..." The woman in green said softly while pouring tea.

"Green ants...Green ants new fermented wine, red clay small stove. The name sounds nice." Zhang Jing said.

This name, coupled with her light green clothes and rather pure and desolate temperament, is an exceptional match.

"I have never read books since I was a child, and my son can read poems and I can't understand them." The green ant shook his head, with a look of self-pity and sadness in his eyes, and said: "Looking at your appearance, you must be a scholar, right? The person I admired the most since I was a child is a scholar, and I also want to study. It's a pity..."

Then, I don't know why.

Maybe Zhang Jing is more kind, and he seems to be a gentleman, so people can't help but want to talk to him heart-to-heart.

That's why the green ant girl was cold and quiet just now, and she didn't like to talk.Sitting down to drink tea with Zhang Jing at this time, it seemed as if he had opened up a chatterbox and began to complain.

Talk about how miserable her life was, how she was treated since she was a child, how she was abandoned by her parents, and how she was sold to a place like Chunyi Pavilion.

It is simply that those who hear it are sad, and those who listen are weeping.

Zhang Jing didn't know whether to believe it or not.

He has no such experience!

However, I heard that women in this kind of place seem to have to fabricate one to win sympathy even if they don't have a poor background. Maybe if they say this, the guests will give more money if they are pitiful.

This is the same as when a man comes to this kind of place, he always likes to persuade the lady to be good...

After talking for a while, seeing that Zhang Jing didn't seem to be very interested in this, Green Ant changed the subject tactfully, and asked, "My lord, you just said that you came to Chunyi Pavilion for another purpose. I don't know what it is? "

At this time, it seemed that the movement next door gradually became quieter.

This guy Qiusheng seems to be a little fast. Don't you usually pay attention to protecting your kidneys...