bookandnovel Chapter 308
Chapter 308
Chapter 308 Women pretend to be men, lively!
“Nothing, nothing, you are fine.” Xie Daoran smiled very happy, and found another thing for him to play, happy.
When Chu Yunyun listened, she nodded with a blushing face. It turned out that the husband cares about himself so much, and it’s just tomorrow’s battle! No, the husband is so powerful, so he won’t be afraid, he thinks too much.
In the slum hut, Yuan Lang sits in Lotus Position, the ground around him seems to have been corroded, and a layer of light “five-two-three” light smell floats.
In the corner, the dark shadow rolled for a while, Yuan Lang opened his eyes and looked at the dark shadow in doubt
“I have tried it for you, Gold Core Realm.
A hoarse and rough voice came: “But Martial Dao’s artistic conception is very high and profound, or to say that it is artistic conception, you have to pay attention to it.
“Got it.” Yuan Lang nodded.
“The leader is looking forward to your performance. If this time succeeds and there is a great chaos in Zhongzhou, you can take advantage of the situation and gather the victims. When the world is full of flames, you can completely stand on your own.”
The shadow said in a persuasive manner: “It is up to you to formulate the rules of this world, Confucianism, law and Mo, all shit, as long as your fist is big enough, this world is not your final say.
“You are right, I will remember.” Yuan Lang smiled, then closed his eyes
The shadow rolled again and saw that Yuan Lang really ignored him.
In Baihuafang, Mo Yanqing looked depressed at a group of middle-aged people. The Qingyinfang oiran just arrived, but Xie Daoran was not there. The girl was called away after sitting here for a while.
As for whether she is going to leave by herself or Qingyinfang yells to leave, then only
She knows it herself.
But Mengyao was very patient. Sitting at the table, she looked curiously at a group of old fried dough sticks. Some of these people she had seen, all of them were people from the Goulan opera class, who were specially responsible for writing operas for people to watch, but they did not expect these people. They are all graduates of novelists.
It’s no wonder that novelists are dying, and practitioners are actually engaged in such a low level of work.
“Meng Yao Big sis, is it always so lively here?”
Xie Daoran left, and Mo Hongchen was liberated. The girl completely forgot to pretend to be a man, and asked Mengyao softly.
As a woman in the brothel, Mengyao has seen more men than Mo Hongchen raises pigs. She saw the identity of the little girl at a glance, and said with a chuckle: “This place is so lively every day, making people linger. .0”
“Yes?”
Mo Hongchen walked to the edge of the pavilion. On the road below, there were noisy pieces. Sometimes a man passed by with a woman’s arms. His hands have been placed in the women’s clothes, but the woman did not reject it. Instead, she looked like she wanted to refuse and win. Is it a tick?
Looking at the actions of the women and men, Mo Hongchen seemed to have seen the new world. These guys who were dressed up for wealth and responsibility, obviously looked so glamorous, but were doing things that violated etiquette and law.
In the public
“Children of Confucianism?” Mo Hongchen looked to the right, and saw a man wearing a college 2.5 school uniform, a small crown, and a talented man talking with a woman.
When the two were together, they talked happily,
Mo Hongchen looked back at Mengyao, could this Big sis be like other men? She felt sick. .
Very happy