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Although Chen Heng is not interested in those things about men having sex with women, who can refuse a serious sword?

Baihua squeezed Chen Heng's shoulders with a groan, and she felt like her fingers were about to break.

Chen Heng's body became harder every time, and now she had to use all her strength to squeeze Chen Heng's body.

Maybe she won't be able to hold it anymore next time.

"Why do I feel that you are becoming more and more perfunctory?"

Chen Heng always felt that Baihua had no strength and was not as happy as the previous few times.

"Master Chen, I really tried my best..."

Baihua burst into tears and said aggrievedly, holding back the pain in her fingers.

"If it doesn't work, just use the props." Chen Heng thought about it and found that he seemed to be a little harder than the last time he came to Qingyun Tower.

"What props?" Baihua stopped her sore fingers and looked at Chen Heng curiously.

The old bustard and several other ladies who were responsible for feeding Chen Heng fruits came over curiously.

"Do you have a hammer in Qingyun Tower? Give me a few hits with that thing."

"Otherwise, we won't be able to relieve our fatigue."

Chen Heng moved his body and made a crackling sound.

"Isn't this... not appropriate?" The old madam has been working in a brothel for so many years, and this is the first time she has heard such a request.

"Just do what I say and don't talk nonsense." Chen Heng didn't intend to explain so much to the old madam.

"But..." The old bustard still hesitated.

This is the deputy leader of the Wuling Gang. If there is news that Qingyun Tower will hit the deputy leader of the Wuling Gang with a hammer.

Then they will definitely have a hard time in the future.

"Okay mom, we will do whatever Master Chen says." Baihua quickly turned around and urged, fearing that Chen Heng would regret it.

"Qingyun Tower doesn't have any hammers, but it does have a pair of mallets for beating rice cakes."

"Then go ahead, a gavel will do too."

Chen Heng waved his hand and continued to enjoy feeding while lying on the soft bed.

"Okay..." The old madam sighed. After so many years of work, she had gained a lot of experience this time.

Soon, the two turtle men brought the wooden mallet used by the kitchen to beat rice cakes.

Baihua raised the gavel and greeted Chen Heng on the back without any hesitation.

"Not bad!"

The mallet was still a little weak, but at least it was much more comfortable than Baihua's tender hands.

"Go on, just relax for me."

Chen Heng's current physical strength is too high, and ordinary methods can no longer relax him.

Baihua's massage skills are one, and the other is Bai Jun, who just recognized him as his big brother.

This guy's grenade technique is simply the top massage method.

The slight tingling sensation made Chen Heng's muscles relax for a long time.

"It's a pity that you can't take the initiative to let others strike you with lightning..."

"Isn't that too cheap?"

Chen Heng was thinking in his mind and asked Baihua to use more force.

Baihua, if nothing else, will lose at least three kilograms after this massage process.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the bedroom on the second floor.

"What's going on!?" Chen Heng sat up with a start, and directly flew out the flower bomb that was being massaged.

Seeing that there was no movement on the second floor for a long time, Chen Heng quickly jumped up.

"?" Chen Heng felt greatly shocked for the first time since time travel.

He boasts that he has seen men in all kinds of big scenes.

Read European, American, Japanese, Korean, domestic short movies and various novels.

But this was really the first time he had seen this scene.

Liu Yun was seen naked, with his hair standing on end, and his body occasionally twitching.

Bai Jun wrapped his body in a silk quilt like a violated little daughter-in-law.

"Brother Chen!"

When Bai Jun saw Chen Heng, it was like seeing his biological father, and he ran over holding the quilt.

"What's going on?" Chen Heng walked to Liu Yun and took a breath. Fortunately, he was still alive.

"You cultivators still like to play electric shock and suffocation?"

"I forgot that my master planted gonggong sand for me. I haven't accomplished the great path yet, so I can't lose my virginity."

"Once there is a danger of losing my body, my Naha will erupt with the body-protecting divine thunder to repel those who are plotting evil intentions."

"..." Chen Heng.

This was really the first time he had seen such a thing.

Bai Jun blushed a little. He had never even done any craft work.

"Shou Gongsha?" Chen Heng's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"Come! Give me Kangkang!" Chen Heng grabbed the quilt wrapped around Bai Jun, wanting to find out what the legendary palace guard sand looked like.

"Don't!" Bai Jun's strength was not even one percent of Chen Heng's, and he couldn't hold on to the quilt at all.

With a crash, the silk quilt was thrown aside by Chen Heng, and it happened to cover Liu Yun who was still twitching.

"..." This was the third time Chen Heng fell silent today.

I saw a red Gonggong sand at Bai Jun's Dantian, which was so dazzling.

"Okay, since you can't play in the brothel, forget it."

"Get dressed, I'll take you to Fortune Square."

Chen Heng had no interest in studying men's bodies. He simply wanted to see what Shou Gong Sha looked like.

Forget the rest, he has them all.

And it's much bigger than Bai Jun's little earthworm.

Have you ever seen the Armstrong Gyrotron Armstrong Cannon? Yes, that's it.

After leaving dozens of taels of silver to Liu Yun as money for soup and medicine, Chen Heng took Bai Jun and left Goulan Street.

Before leaving, Bai Jun still looked at the sign of Qingyun Tower reluctantly.

You can see endless desire in his eyes.

"Don't look at it, Facaifang is no worse than Qingyun Tower."

Chen Heng patted Bai Jun on the shoulder and comforted him.

The reason why Chen Heng kept his vitality intact was naturally because it was of great benefit to martial arts.

You can break it anytime you want, but it's different for Bai Jun.

There is a master with great supernatural powers above his head, and he has to hold it in as long as his master tells him to.

Facaifang is not far from Goulan Street, and Lao Liu drove his carriage and quickly stopped at the door.

Bai Jun, who had never seen such a scene since he was a child, immediately forgot the regret he had just been on Goulan Street.

"Let's go, I'll take you to have some fun."

Chen Heng walked into Fortune Square with his arm around Bai Jun's shoulders.

"Brother Chen... I have no money." Bai Jun looked at the busy gambling tables around him and said with some lack of confidence.

"Hey, isn't it just money? Use it."

Chen Heng was generous and took out two silver notes worth one hundred taels and gave them to Bai Jun to spend.

"Thank you, Brother Chen!" Bo Jun's eyes lit up, he took the banknote, found a gambling table and joined the gambling game.

"Come here." Chen Heng waved to the steward of Baihu Hall beside him.

Of course the steward knew Chen Heng and ran over in a hurry.

"Master Chen, please give me orders if you need anything." The steward rubbed his hands with a smile on his face.

"Did you see that kid I brought?" Chen Heng pointed at Bai Jun who was observing the situation.

"How do you say, let that man win hard?" For the manager, it is not too easy to let one person win, it is just a matter of one sentence.

"No, let him lose everything first, and then let him win a big one when he is most desperate."

"This is the most enjoyable thing." Chen Heng patted the steward on the shoulder and smiled.

"What Mr. Chen said makes sense." The steward nodded repeatedly and immediately ordered people to start the game.