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Leng Che wandered leisurely in the street, looking at the bustling street, his mood was infected and cheerful, suddenly, he suddenly raised his head to look at the elegant brothel next to the street, feeling a strange feeling rise from the heart.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the brothel named Yunxuanlou. The energy fluctuations in it made Leng Che step up and walk in. There must be a cultivator among them, and his strength is not inferior to his own.

I walked in, but I didn't find any bustards coming to welcome people, and there was no lewd atmosphere in the hall, but it was extraordinarily elegant and fresh. Some men were sitting on their seats drinking tea, looking at the brothel girls dancing on the stage, let People have an illusion that this is not a brothel, but a quiet and elegant tea house.

This kind of strangeness made Leng Che's guess a little more certain. This kind of brothel is a little different.

Leng Che slowly scanned the surroundings, settled in a room on the second floor, walked up the second floor slowly, and walked towards that room, but was stopped by a voice that suddenly appeared behind him: "My lord, are you going to the room?" Where?" A woman stepped forward and stood in front of Leng Che, her indifferent voice, and her light green conservative clothes, did not have the slutty look of a brothel woman at all.

"En... let's have some tea." Leng Che said expressionlessly.I feel more and more that there is a ghost here.

Hearing this, the woman frowned, and said: "Master, we are here in a brothel, not a teahouse. You must have made a mistake. The teahouse is opposite."

Leng Che glanced at the woman, and found that there was a gleam of innocence in the woman's eyes. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course I know this is a brothel. What's wrong with coming here to drink tea? Besides... A brothel is no different from a tea house."

The woman's eyes sank, but she still said politely: "Young Master, please." The woman said to the room beside her.

Leng Che glanced at her, nodded, and walked into the room according to her words. The interior decoration was extraordinarily elegant. He sat on a chair, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and said, "I want the most popular oiran." Come with me." The cold expression instantly changed to that of a playboy.

The woman took a cautious look at Leng Che, and found that there was nothing unusual on his expression, only that he was looking for fun, a trace of disgust flashed in her heart, and said: "My lord, the oiran here is not someone who can be easily hired." Refused The meaning is undisguised.

"Oh? Isn't this brothel just here to find women? Why? Do you think I don't have any money? I don't believe I can't hire you!" Leng Che slapped the table vigorously, took out a large amount of banknotes from his pocket, and threw them in front of him. On the table, he said angrily.

Seeing Leng Che's actions and unkind words, the woman frowned, her voice became colder, and she said: "My lord, the oiran can't be hired with money, I can't make the decision."

Hearing this, Leng Che snorted heavily and stood up suddenly.Said: "I don't believe it anymore, how much is your oiran worth! Young master, I just want to break in today, and I want to invite the oiran!"

A coldness flashed across the woman's eyes, and just as she was about to make a move, a cold voice came from behind: "Yun'er, step back." As the voice fell, a woman in white and a scarf walked away. Entering the room, he glanced at the furious Leng Che, and said to Yun'er beside him, "Go down first, I'll take care of it." The voice was like the sound of nature, and the cold voice was like the snow on a cold mountain.

Hearing this, Yun'er hesitated slightly, but still bowed to the woman in white, and stepped back.

Leng Che's eyes were fixed on the woman, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes. The woman's eyes turned out to be dark purple, and when she looked into this man's eyes, Leng Che suddenly felt a little dazed, and was startled suddenly. It was so weird, so he quickly suppressed the strangeness in his heart, turned to look at the woman angrily, and asked, "You are the oiran?" His eyes became obscene, and he sized up the woman's figure with presumptuous eyes. (It has to be said that Leng Che's prostitution skills need to be improved.)

The woman in white frowned slightly when she saw the obscene eyes of the young man in black. Her fist covered the man's throat with an imperceptible purple light, but she squinted her eyes. What is a woman doing here? Such a mess.

Leng Che glanced at the purple light on the white-clothed woman's hand without any trace, his eyes flashed, the tip of his tongue slowly brushed over his lower lip, with a touch of temptation, he walked up to the white-clothed woman, and whispered: "Hey, Take off that annoying veil, let me take a good look at the face of this brothel oiran."

The white-clothed woman's right hand trembled, and she directly raised her palm to grab Leng Che. Leng Che looked at the purple-glowing palm, and did not move at all. The white-clothed woman easily grabbed her in front of her.

Leng Che grabbed the delicate little hand that was holding onto his skirt in horror.He cried out: "What are you going to do?! The young master is a guest! Let go of the young master!"

Seeing Leng Che who was easily caught by herself, the woman frowned slightly, her cold voice carried a hint of chill.Said: "What are you doing in this brothel?"

Hearing this, Leng Che stopped struggling, looked at the woman in white in surprise, and said blankly, "How do you know I'm a woman?"

The woman in white put down the hand that was holding Leng Che, and said: "This brothel is not a place for you to come alone, go to the rouge shop next to it."

Leng Che tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, snorted softly, sat on the rocking chair next to the woman in white, narrowed his eyes leisurely and said: "Master, I don't want to go, I came here to find a warm bed."

Hearing this, the woman in white couldn't help but look at the [-]-year-old Leng Che, and said: "You girl went to the brothel to find someone to warm your bed, you'd better go home and play in the mud obediently."

"..." Leng Che was speechless, although she was only twenty years old, but she was talking about playing in the mud, thinking she was a three or four year old naked child.

Seeing that Leng Che hadn't spoken, the woman in white pushed open the door and wanted to leave, but Leng Che grabbed her arm, frowned, took off that hand without a trace, and looked back at her.

Leng Che withdrew his hand, looked at the woman in white, and said, "Well... Actually, I want to find you as a bed warmer. I think you're not bad, so I'll give you some money. I'll follow my master. If you eat hot food, you'll eat spicy food. Feel free to touch rouge and powder, and wear luxurious brocade clothes casually, how about it?" Wei Wei raised Erlang's legs proudly, and said frightened.

Hearing this, the woman in white immediately raised her brows, her eyes suddenly released two real purple lights, and shot towards Leng Che.

Leng Che was shocked, but he still shook his legs as if he didn't look at it, but he didn't look at the woman's eyes.

The woman in white suddenly smiled coquettishly, and said: "Look at me..." The voice was full of temptation, and Leng Che's heart suddenly rose with desire ~ fire, and he quickly circulated his true energy to suppress it, and he was amazed, what a strange woman, if It can be used by me... Leng Che made a calculation in his heart.

Leng Che stared blankly at the eyes of the woman in white clothes, while suppressing the desire ~ fire in his heart, he said blankly: "Your eyes are so beautiful..."

The woman in white was slightly startled, the purple light in her eyes slowly dissipated, she looked at Leng Che, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said, your eyes are very beautiful, the most beautiful pair of eyes I have ever seen." Leng Che said sincerely.

The woman in white took a deep look at Leng Che, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes. No one had ever said that her eyes were beautiful, and they were all avoiding them in fear and disgust.

She smiled bitterly, she never expected to be told by a stranger that she had good-looking eyes.Immediately, his eyes became complicated, and he said, "Why do you think my eyes are pretty?"

"Hmm... very strange eyes, very tempting, very clear, as clear as lake water, the dark purple pupils make me feel very beautiful, I have never seen such beautiful eyes." Leng Che's eyes flashed a faint gleam The ray of light quickly faded away, describing those purple eyes in a daze.

The woman in white pursed her lips and smiled, a faint smile hidden under the veil, but the slightly curved crescent moon revealed her mood at the moment.

Leng Che also smiled foolishly, and was about to say something when the door was pushed open, and the person who walked in made Leng Che startled, why did she come here?

Mo Zihan saw Leng Che and a woman in white alone in the room, frowned, walked to Leng Che's side, and asked, "Why did you come to the brothel?"

Leng Che gritted his teeth secretly, he is really a troublemaker, he can always come out to make trouble when it is important, so he smiled innocently and said, "I'm here to find a bed warmer."

Seeing that expression that did not belong to Leng Che appeared on her face, Mo Zihan was startled suddenly, quickly touched Leng Che's forehead, and said in a panic: "Why have you become so strange? Are you suffering from something? Excited?"

"..." Leng Che helplessly patted the hand on his forehead away, and said via voice transmission: "Don't disturb me, I have something to do, you go back first."

Mo Zihan glanced at the woman in white at the side, his eyes flashed, and he said via voice transmission: "Don't worry, I won't make trouble for you."

Leng Che looked at the woman in white at the side, and said with a sweet smile: "Sister, you can warm the bed for me, I will never treat you badly!" Mo Zihan turned his head, feeling a little bored in his heart , walked to Leng Che and sat down.

The woman in white said with some headache: "Little sister, you are a woman who wants to find a woman to warm the bed, you should go first."

Leng Che curled his lips, and said with some reluctance: "Okay, I'll come to you for tea some other day, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, he got up and pulled Mo Zihan out, his expression changing when he walked out of the room. , It was cold again.

The woman in white looked at the back of Leng Che who walked out, shook her head, sat on the chair, and played with a strand of blue hair with her fingers, her purple eyes flashed with a strange light.

Pulling Mo Zihan, Leng Che turned his head to look at her sullen little face, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Why did you come to the brothel?"

Mo Zihan broke away from Leng Che's hold on her hand, and replied softly: "Just strolling around."

Leng Che withdrew his hand, and glanced at Mo Zihan meaningfully. There was a sour smell in the air, which made Leng Che raise his eyebrows, jealous.

"Leng Er, check the details of Yunxuan Building, and that girl with purple pupils." Leng Che returned to the inn, and ordered Leng Er who just came back.

Leng Er responded and walked out again.

Mo Zihan glanced at Leng Che and went back to the room.

Seeing her actions, Leng Che raised his eyebrows, pushed open the door and walked in, found Mo Zihan lying on the bed, walked to the chair in front of the table and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of clear tea, sipped the tea, his heart rose. It's inevitable, that woman's eyes seem to be able to control people's hearts and make people hallucinate, if they can be used for themselves...

Mo Zihan looked at Leng Che's back, bit her red lips tightly, sighed, turned around and closed her eyes.

Leng Che turned his head and saw the lonely back, frowned slightly, then walked to the bed and sat down, said: "That woman is very strange, those purple eyes can control people's hearts and make people have hallucinations and desires~ fire, If he is subdued, he will definitely be a good thug."

Hearing this, Mo Zihan's delicate body trembled, but she didn't make a sound, but the depression in her heart dissipated.

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