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Can¡¯t make it to Chapter 228?
The handsome and charming man squatted down to take off Fang's boots. Fang Jie was startled and subconsciously dodged. But he instantly felt that his performance was not that of a competent prostitute, and then he smiled to cover up his embarrassment: "Don't be in a hurry, how about drinking a few drinks with me first?"
The waiter hummed and stood up to pour wine for Fang Jie.
Fang Jie sat down again and asked, "What's your name?"
The girl¡¯s face was a trained professional smile, like a young peach. The charm she deliberately showed was not very successful: "My name is Zhuang Die, what do you call me?"
"Zhuang Die?"
Fang Jie immediately thought of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, but there is no such story in this world.
"My surname is Fang"
Fang Jie smiled and answered.
"Master Fang"
Zhuang Die shouted, and obediently picked up the wine glass and brought it to Fang Jie's lips. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage to sit on Fang Jie's lap. It's something she's learned over the years, and although she hasn't actually used it yet, she knows how to please a man.
Fang Jie's body was slightly stiff, but it didn't stop Zhuang Die from sitting down. After all, today he was playing the role of a gold customer who came to have fun. He drank the wine that Zhuang Die put to his lips, smelling the body fragrance of the girl and feeling a little distraught. If it were a different environment, maybe Fang Jie wouldn't be so uncomfortable. But in a place like a brothel, he would inevitably feel a little awkward. After all, his thoughts in his previous life prevented him from naturally enjoying the service of a brothel girl, and he still felt as embarrassed as a thief.
"where are you from?"
He planned to distract himself. After all, he was not a saint, and it would be difficult to stay calm.
"have no idea¡¡"
Zhuang Die smiled and shook his head: "I was bought by my mother when I was very young, and I 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 are too many children in the family, and I can't live there. So she sold me and a sister. As for where we were from, my mother had forgotten, so how could I know.¡±
Although she was smiling when she said this, her expression was sad and sad.
Fang Jie looked at her expression, but found that there was not much sincerity in it. That sad and pitiful look was probably fake, and he soon realized. Pretending to be pitiful is also one of the ways a brothel woman pleases a man. The customers think she is pitiful and will reward her with more gold and silver.
Thinking again, this girl probably came to this building when she was very young, and she really has no idea about her hometown. But she was definitely not as sad as she looked. Fang Jie knew that poor people like them were the money-spinners in the building and would be sold at a very high price for the first time. Therefore, before picking up customers, they are often treated like a young lady. They were well fed and clothed, and no one abused them. Moreover, they were not kidnapped and bought by force. They already knew what kind of life they were going to face.
"It's pitiable, it's not just to get more money.
People say that actors are unrighteous and bitches are ruthless. Fang Jie has no prejudice against brothel women, but today he really got a taste of their abilities and thought that this woman is still young. If those experienced red girls pretend to be pitiful and cute, they must be good actors.
"oh¡¡"
Fang Jie hummed and said, "That's because my life experience is a bit pitiful. Don't worry, you will be fine in the future."
Zhuang Die felt happy, thinking that she had confused the young master, so she put her head on Fang Jie's chest and said: "You are such a poor man, how can you have a good life? I just hope that the young master will be gentler soon, but don't do it." It hurts me. If you don¡¯t give up, it would be nice to come back and take a look at this poor person from time to time.¡±
After saying this, she started to rub against Fang Jie. The breasts that had begun to take shape were rubbed back and forth on Fang Jie's chest, and a pair of slender hands directly hugged Fang Jie's neck. Originally, when Fang Jie saw her innocence, he couldn't bear to attack her. At this moment, I woke up and realized that this was a brothel. How could I be such an idiot?
If she hadn¡¯t come by herself today, then she couldn¡¯t be saying that she was holding someone else¡¯s neck and pretending to be pitiful.
When he thought of this, Fang Jie felt no guilt at all. He put his mouth into Zhuang Die's clothes and collar and kissed him randomly a few times, and Zhuang Die's nose immediately let out a few sweet moans. Even though he knew that the moan was staged, Fang Jie was still distracted.
The skills this girl has learned are really impressive, and within a short time, Fang Jie's teasing breath became thicker. The thing under him became restless. The girl sat astride him, rubbing her petite buttocks back and forth. The feeling was indescribable. Zhuang Die put Fang Jie's hands on his hips.?, and then began to unbutton his clothes. After untying two of them, a piece of fair, watery skin dazzled Fang Jie's eyes.
According to the practice in the Central Plains, a woman should get married when she is thirteen or fourteen years old. This Zhuang Die looks to be fifteen or sixteen years old. If she were an ordinary person, she would be a mother. But in this brothel, there are only talented people, so it is inevitable that she will be a little nervous. The skills she learned are a bit green to use, but after all, the girl herself is charming enough.
After being so intimate for a full ten minutes, Zhuang Die's breathing became rapid. She could feel the huge penis under her body that was already bulging. Thinking of the things the girls usually said when teasing her, her heart pounded like a deer. He thought to himself, "How can I cope with such a big thing in a while?" But when she thought about those sisters saying that the louder it was, the happier it would be, she was somewhat looking forward to it.
She took off her top, revealing the red tube top underneath. The girl's healthy and supple skin is revealed, as attractive as a budding flower. She grabbed Fang Jie's hand and tried to put it on her chest. Just when the big hand was about to cover her chest, the man who seemed to be in love suddenly withdrew his hand and said, "Let's have a few drinks first." ¡±
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Fang Jie picked up the drunk Zhuang Die and put her on the bed. After testing to make sure that she was drunk and unconscious, he felt relieved. He took off his rather loose brocade clothes, revealing a black outfit underneath.
Pulling out a black face towel from the leather bag at his waist to cover his face, he first walked to the door and listened, and then checked whether the door was locked. After he was ready, he opened the back window and looked outside. When he saw no one in the backyard, he jumped out. When he got outside, he hooked one hand on the window sill and closed the window with the other.
The backyard of Crescent Building is the separate residence of those high-status red girls, each in a small courtyard. Fang Jie landed in a courtyard, so lightly that he made no sound. When he walked out of the small courtyard, Fang Jie vaguely saw two naked people intertwined in the room, and the ecstasy and bone-crushing moans entered his ears unbridled.
Fang Jie couldn't help but shook his head, smiled, and jumped over the wall.
Along the small alley behind the Crescent Tower, Fang Jie walked through the night like a cheetah. He quickly ran through two alleys and stopped outside the courtyard wall of a house. He listened intently for a while, not noticing anything strange, and then jumped up to the wall. This yard is not too small, and can be accessed from both front and back. The house in the front was dark and obviously uninhabited, but there were lights on in the back.
Fang Jie got down from the wall and quickly walked through the front yard to the back under the moonlight. He hid himself behind a tree and looked towards the lighted room. The light cast a shadow of a person on the window, apparently pacing back and forth. It seems like such a big yard, but only the person in that house lives alone.
Fang Jie approached the room quietly, leaned outside the window and listened.
There was only the sound of footsteps walking back and forth in the room, and the pace was a bit messy. A person often behaves like this when he is alone. He is obviously uneasy and does not know what troubles the man in the room has encountered. Fang Jie thought to himself, I will help you get rid of your troubles today. Who knows that we can be regarded as old friends.
Just when he straightened up and was about to blow the prepared smoke in, the people in the room suddenly cursed in a low voice.
"Sneaky little thief, this is where you come to cause trouble? My master is in a bad mood today, and you deserve to die!"
Fang Jie was startled, thinking that this person was very guarded. He was discovered by him unexpectedly. He was about to straighten up and prepare to fight, but no one in the room made any move. After waiting for a while, he finally understood. The guy in the room didn't notice him at all, but he didn't know what secret he was hiding so he was so careful. It was not expected that he would say this many times in one night. Only when a person is extremely nervous will he have such an almost crazy reaction.
Fang Jie knew that the people in the room should have at least four or five levels of cultivation. With his current strength, it would not be difficult to deal with such people. The difficulty lies in not being noticed. If someone in the room shouts, it will inevitably attract the officers and soldiers patrolling the city.
He originally wanted to use the smoke to knock down the people in the room, but now he suddenly changed his mind. He groped around on his body and threw the small bottle of smoke into the corner. There was a soft click, and the figure of the man in the room froze suddenly. Then the window was pushed open with a bang, and a figure with a knife rushed out of the room like a nighthawk and went straight to the place where the sound came from. place.
As soon as the man came out, Fang Jie stood up and rolled lightly into the house. The man walked around the yard and soon found the bottle of smoke. After picking up the bottle and looking at it, the man sneered and said to himself: "There really is a thief who dares to come in here. He is quite skilled."I didn't even notice when I got outside the house. "
This smoke is only used by low-level thieves. How can a famous master put down his identity and use this. But Fang Jie didn't have this awareness and used whatever was useful.
The man walked around the yard, then jumped up to the wall to take a look. After confirming that no one was there, he came back with a horizontal knife, jumped into the house through the window, and closed the window again. When he turned around, he saw a man in black looking at him with squinted eyes. He was so frightened that he subconsciously slashed out with his knife.
This sword actually brought out a Ling Ran sword aura, but before he could send it out, the man in black had already punched him heavily in the lower abdomen. The strength of this punch was beyond imagination, and the man's body moved toward him. At the next turn, before he could shout, the man in black sealed his mouth. The man in black cut his neck with another palm, and the man fell down softly.
Fang Jie took out the extremely tough beef tendon rope from his leather bag and tied the man tightly. After binding him, he gagged him and then took a closer look at the room. This man was guarding the room so cautiously. There must be something that made him nervous.
Fang Jie searched the house carefully for a while, but found nothing. Because he couldn't wait too long, although he wanted to search more carefully, he could only leave quickly. What he was worried about was that if this person's accomplices came back, it would be difficult for him to escape. If he catches a good opportunity, he is the only one here. After he succeeds, he will naturally leave quickly.
Fang Jie carried the man on his shoulders, without blowing out the candle, and left quickly by following the man's footprints from the window.
He ran out of two alleys in one breath, carefully avoiding the officers and soldiers patrolling the streets, threw the man under a locust tree, and immediately turned around and left. As he left, Shen Qingfan, who had been waiting on the locust tree for half an hour, floated down, carried the man and left quickly, disappearing into the night.
Fang Jie returned to the Crescent Building along the same route. When he passed the small courtyard, the people in the house were still fighting. Fang Jie secretly said "good health" and then got back to Tingyuxuan through the back window.
Quickly changing his clothes, Fang Jie sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhuang Die, who was still sleeping soundly after most of his clothes had been taken off.
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