The handsome and pleasant Qing Guan squatted down to take off his boots for Fang, but Fang Jie was startled and subconsciously dodged. But for a moment, he felt that his performance was really not a competent prostitute, and then he smiled to cover up his embarrassment: "No hurry, how about having a few drinks with me first?"
The Qing waiter gave a hum, got up and poured the wine for Fang.
Fang Jie sat down again and asked, "What's your name?"
The girl's face was trained with a professional smile, like a young peach, and the deliberate charm was not too successful: "My name is Zhuang Die, what's your name, sir?"
"Zhuang Die?"
Fang Jie instantly thought of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, but there is no such story in this world.
"My surname is Fang."
Fang Jie replied with a smile.
"Master Fang."
Zhuang Die let out a cry, and obediently brought the wine glass to Fang Jie's lips. She seemed to hesitate for a while, but finally she mustered up the courage to sit on Fang Jie's lap. It's something she's learned over the years and hasn't actually put it to use yet, but she knows how to please a man.
Fang Jie's body was a little stiff, but it didn't stop Zhuang Die from sitting down. After all, today he played the role of a golden guest who came to seek pleasure. He drank the wine that Zhuang Die brought to his lips, and smelled the girl's body fragrance, feeling a little distracted. If it were a different environment, maybe Fang Xie wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. But in a place like a brothel, he was inevitably a little awkward. After all, the thinking of the previous life prevented him from enjoying the service of a brothel woman naturally, and he still felt a kind of embarrassment like a thief in his heart.
"where are you from?"
He intends to distract himself. After all, he is not a saint, and it is difficult to sit still.
"have no idea… "
Zhuang Die smiled and shook her head: "I was bought by my mother when I was very young, and I studied art in this building. My mother seems 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 here. Day, so they sold me and an older sister. As for who they are from, my mother has forgotten, so how would 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 pathetic and pitiful appearance was probably faked, and he immediately came to his senses. This act of being pitiful is also one of the methods used by brothel women to please men. The guests feel that she is pitiful, so they will reward her with more gold and silver.
Then I thought that this girl probably came to this building when she was very young, and she really didn't have any concept of her hometown. But her heart is definitely not as sad as it seems, Fang Xie knows that noble people like them are the cash cows in the building, and they will be sold for a very high price for the first time. So before picking up the guests, they are often raised like a lady. They eat well and dress well, and no one abuses them, and they are not bought by rape, so they already know what kind of life they are going to face.
To say that you are pitiful is pitiful, but it is not for the sake of getting more money.
People say that actors are ruthless and whores are ruthless. Fang Jie has no prejudice against women in brothels, but today he really got a taste of their skills, and he thought that this woman is still young. If those red girls who have been around for a long time, if they pretend to be pitiful and cute, they must be good actors.
"oh… "
Fang Jie hummed and said: "That's a poor background, don't worry, you will live well in the future."
Zhuang Die was overjoyed, thinking that she had fooled the young master, so she put her head on Fang Jie's chest and said, "You are a poor man, so there is no good life. I just hope that the young master will be gentler for a while, don't mess with it." It hurts me. If you don't give up, you can come back from time to time to see me, poor man."
After saying these words, she began to rub against Fang Xie. The breasts that had begun to take shape rubbed back and forth on Fang Jie's chest, and a pair of slender hands directly wrapped around Fang Jie's neck. Originally, Fang Xie saw her pure and pure, so he couldn't bear to do it. At this moment, I came to my senses, this is a brothel, how could I be such an idiot
If she didn't come by herself today, then she might be putting her arms around someone else's neck and pretending to be pitiful.
Thinking of this, Fang Jie felt no guilt at all. He stuck his mouth into the collar of Zhuang Die's clothes and kissed him a few times, and Zhuang Die's nose let out a few sweet moans. Even knowing that the groaning was staged, Fang Xie was still in a tizzy.
This young girl has learned a lot, and Fang Jie's teasing breath became thicker in a short while. The thing under him became restless, the girl straddled him, rubbing her petite buttocks back and forth, the taste in it was indescribable. Zhuang Die put Fang Jie's hand on her hip, and then began to unbutton her clothes. Only after two pills were untied, Fang Xie's eyes dazzled with his fair skin like water.
According to the practice of the Central Plains, a woman should get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. This Zhuang Die looked fifteen or sixteen years old, if she was in an ordinary family, she would have already become a mother. But in this brothel, there are only personnel management, so it is inevitable that he is a little nervous. The skills learned are a bit green, but after all, the girl herself is charming enough.
After being intimate like this for a full ten minutes, Zhuang Die's breathing became short of breath. She could feel the already thriving giant under her body, thinking of the things that the girls usually said when they were teasing, her heart bumped like a deer. I thought about such a big thing, how can I deal with it in a while? But when she thought about what those sisters said, the bigger the merrier, she was looking forward to it.
She took off her top, revealing the red tube top underneath. The girl's healthy and supple skin was revealed, as attractive as a budding flower. She grabbed Fang Jie's hand and was about to put it on her chest, and when that big hand was about to cover her chest, the young man who seemed to be emotional suddenly withdrew his hand and said, "Let's have a few drinks first." .”
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Fang Jie picked up Zhuang Die who was already drunk and put him on the bed, tried to make sure that she was unconscious, and then he was relieved. He took off the rather large brocade clothes, revealing a black dress underneath.
He took out a black face towel from the leather pouch at his waist to cover his face. He first went to the door and listened, and then checked whether the door was locked. After he was ready, he opened the rear window and looked out, and saw that no one in the backyard turned over and jumped out. When I got outside, I hooked the window sill with one hand, and closed the window with the other.
The backyard of the Crescent Building is the separate residence of those high-status red girls, one small courtyard after another. Fang Jie landed in a courtyard, lightly and without making any sound. When he turned out from this small courtyard, Fang Jie vaguely saw two naked people intertwined in the room, and the ecstasy and bone-piercing groans unscrupulously drilled into his ears.
Fang Jie couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, and climbed over the wall.
Along the alley behind the Crescent Tower, Fang Jie walked through the night like a cheetah. He quickly ran across two alleys and stopped outside the courtyard wall of a family. He listened intently for a while, and then jumped onto the wall after not noticing anything unusual. The yard is not too small, with two front and back entrances. The house in front was dark and obviously uninhabited, but there were lights on behind.
Fang Jie got down from the wall, and quickly walked across the front yard to the back under the moonlight. He hid himself behind a tree and looked into the lighted room. The light reflected the shadow of a person on the window, and it seemed that he was pacing back and forth. It looks like such a big yard, but the people in that house live alone.
Fang Jie approached the room softly, leaned against the window and listened.
There was only the sound of footsteps walking back and forth in the room, and the steps were a little messy. Often when a person behaves like this when he is alone, he is obviously restless, and he doesn't know what troubles the man in the room has encountered. Fang Jie thought to himself, then I will help you get rid of your troubles today, so we can be regarded as old friends.
Just when he straightened up and was about to blow in the prepared mist, the people in the room suddenly cursed in a low voice.
"Sneaky little thief, this is also the place where you made trouble? I'm in a bad mood today, it's you who deserves to die!"
Fang Jie was startled, and thought that this person was extremely guarded. It was discovered by him. He was about to straighten up and prepare to fight, but he didn't see any movement from the people in the room. After waiting for a while, Fang Jie understood. The guys in the room didn't find themselves at all, but they didn't know what secrets they were hiding to be so careful. It was expected that he would not be able to say that many times in one night. Only when a person is extremely nervous can he have this almost crazy reaction.
Fang Xie knew that the people in the room should have at least four or five levels of cultivation. With his current strength, it is not difficult to deal with such people. The difficulty is that it cannot be noticed by others. If the people in the room shout, it will inevitably attract the officers and soldiers patrolling the city.
He originally wanted to use the smoke to bring down the people in the room, but now he suddenly changed his mind. Fumbling around from his body, he threw the small bottle containing the misty smoke into the corner. There was a light click, and the shadow of the man in the room froze suddenly, followed by the window being pushed open with a bang, and a figure with a knife jumped 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 Xie got up and flipped into the room lightly. The man walked around the yard and soon found the bottle of smoke. Picking up the bottle and looking at it, the man sneered and said to himself: "There really are some undead thieves who dare to come in here, but they are very skilled. I didn't notice it when I was outside the house."
This mist is only used by low-level thieves. How can a famous master put aside his status to use this. But Fang Jie didn't have this awareness, and used whatever was useful.
The man walked around in the yard, then jumped up to the wall to have a look. After confirming that no one was there, he turned back with the horizontal knife in his hand, jumped into the room through the window, and closed the window again. When he turned around, he saw a man in black squinting at him. He was shocked, and subconsciously slashed out.
This knife actually brought out a Ling Ran saber energy, but before it could be released, the man in black had already punched him heavily on the lower abdomen. Before the next turn, the man in black sealed his mouth before he could shout, and the man in black cut his palm on the back of his neck again, and the man fell down limply.
Fang Jie took out an extremely strong tendon rope from his leather bag, and tied the man tightly. After tying it up, he gagged his mouth again, and then took a closer look at the room. This man is guarding the room so cautiously, there must be something that makes him nervous.
Fang Jie searched the room carefully for a while, but found nothing. Because he couldn't delay for too long, although he wanted to search 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. When the time is right, he is the only one here, and he will naturally leave quickly after he succeeds.
Fang Jie carried the man on his shoulders, did not blow out the candle, stepped on the footprints of the man's previous exit through the window, and left quickly.
He ran out of two alleys in one breath, carefully avoiding the officers and soldiers patrolling the street, and threw the man under a locust tree, turned around and left immediately. At the same time as he was leaving, Shen Qingfan, who had been waiting on the locust tree for half an hour, floated down, and quickly left with the man in his arms, before disappearing into the night.
Fang Jie returned to Xinyue Tower by the same route, and when he passed the small courtyard, the people in the room were still fighting. Fang Jie said to himself to recover, and then went back to Ting Yuxuan 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 asleep with most of his clothes off.
I have a headache thinking about... going up, or not going up