Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Liu Qing did not respond, and he watched the figure of his son disappear into the crowd, and suddenly shouted, "Where is the son, son?"

Shen Mubai did not have time to respond, she could not wait to give birth to eight feet.

Baihualou.

The lights on the outside are red and green, and the beautiful paintings on the top are covered with shackles and the music is flying.

It is divided into three floors, which is more elegant than other brothels.

It’s just how elegant it is, and it’s still a brothel.

The guests were very sturdy and looked very gentle, but in reality they all looked at the beauty.

In the middle of the room.

Zhang Gongzi shakes the folding fan. "The sound of this smoked girl is really good."

Another humanity, "The dance of the snow-trolled girl is also very charming, but I don't know who is better than the purple-autumn girl."

A beautiful woman poured wine on everyone, and smiled softly. "Our girls in Baihualou naturally have their own good."

One of the sons smiled and said, "You can talk, then you talk about it, who of us is the best for you?"

The beautiful woman stunned, and his eyes fell on one of them involuntarily, but the mouth was in the mouth. "The son of the son really makes the slaves feel awkward. It’s so handsome and handsome. It’s hard to decide."

The son pinched her face and smiled. "Your eyes are not like this, but Yin San does grow well."

Zhang Gongzi shakes the fan. "Beauty, you are talking about, where are we not as good as him?"

The beautiful man’s eyebrows looked at him with affection. “The son’s silhouette is good, his eyes are also good, and people can’t help but feel happy.”

Everyone glimpsed, and then carefully looked at it, and suddenly understood the meaning.

Zhang Gongzi means that he is unclear. "Oh? You know, this son's outline is quite similar to his four brothers. The face of his four brothers is what makes many women admire, and they can't ask for it."

The beauty is slightly stunned and hides his lips and smiles. "You don't want to be a joke of a slave. The son is already pretty good. If you say it is true, then his four brothers are not a god."

Zhang Gongzi laughed and said nothing.

Another son couldn’t help but say, "If you don't believe it, we will bring him to see you on the next day, and your eyes will fall."

"Although I don't want to admit it, Yin Yin's brother is really good, even my brother is...".

When Yin Erzi was on the verge of black face, "If you dare to beat the idea of ​​my four brothers, don't blame this brother for not doing it."

Yin Sangong’s eyes burst out. “What do you say, you dare to think about my four brothers.”

When he said, he got up and went to the side.

The son was scared and begged for mercy. "Hey, Yin San, I am just talking about it. Your efforts to beat people are to learn from your second brother. How can it be more and more powerful?"

Zhang Gongzi drank a few drinks, and some of them were smug, forgetting that Yin Er Yin and his son were extremely fond of their younger brothers. They quickly laughed and concealed the topic.

Only Zhao Gongzi was drinking and drinking, silent.

He is now guilty of hearing the name of Yin.

Things have to start from the previous few days.

Zhao Gongzi made a dream and dreamed that the little son who was originally like jade became a woman.

He was very excited when he was on the road. When he woke up, he was stuck in a big chunk of his pants.

Zhao Gongzi felt that he was simply enchanted. Even when he was looking for a girl, he couldn’t help but hold the words when he was half-pressed.

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