Later, we talked a lot about the memories from childhood, to the sudden fire in the Luo family, and to the end, we separated and moved away from each other.

The Huanjie family was in business, but after the Luo family had an accident, the Yao family became in a downturn. However, the Yao family knew exactly what it was, so even though Huanjie quietly returned to Yao family later, she was turned away. In front of the friendship and interests, the merchants first thought about the latter. They thought about the rise and fall of the entire family, but Sister Huanjie didn't want them and could only leave their hometown. Later, for some reasons, she was left in a brothel.

But what I have always been worried about is that some reason. What is the reason that can make the cold Sister Huan wander into a brothel.

"Why don't you do business anymore..." Sister Huan's talent in doing business cannot be ignored. It's a pity that she doesn't become a businessman.

"...I don't want to forget my original intention one day like the Yao family. If you deal with interests for a long time, you will sooner or later fall into it. This... you should know more than me." Sister Huan said, and her eyes became meaningful.

"What does it have to do with me?" I just took a sip of tea, and was choked by the inexplicable eyes.

"You have been dealing with JAC for so long, haven't you fallen into it?" Sister Huan looked at me speechlessly.

"...Is this related?" I looked at her helplessly.

"One truth." Sister Huan said with her head.

"Come to my place! Although the temple is small, it can still accommodate you, the big Buddha." I put down my teacup and looked at her and said.

"No." Sister Huan shook her head.

"Why..." I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face.

"Your temple is tall, so you are not as comfortable as here." Sister Huan smiled.

"..." Who can I deceive you by saying this nonsense? Where is it free? It's just that big place?

I left late at night and before leaving the Beauty Pavilion, I still asked the madam too much: "Does Miss Baile have many customers?"

"Baile is also very strange. She has a beautiful face, but she wasted her skin. She insisted on selling her skills but not selling herself. At first, there were customers who thought it was novel, but gradually, who would spend money to listen to music! But if you say that you often come to see Miss Baile, you are a poor scholar." The madam touched her chin and thought.

"Okay." I handed her the silver and turned around and left.

What kind of temple is high, I'm afraid it's for something else...

But scholar? I remember Sister Huan said a long time ago that scholars are not only pretentious but also have a lot of things to do, but also like to pretend to be noble. Now that they still meet a poor scholar, they are probably really lucky!

When I returned to the house, I didn't bother Aunt Zhang and went back to the room. I was about to take off my clothes and sleep, but a sound came from the bed.

"I thought you weren't back."

"...Song Qi?" Is there any mistake? Why did this ghost run here and still be on my bed?

"Or who do you think it is?" Song Qi's voice was lazy and still very cheap.

"Limit three numbers for you, leave my bed." I tied my clothes again and lit the candle.

"What a bad temper!" Song Qi snorted, and turned around and went to the chaise longue not far away.

"Why did you go down the mountain?" I once suspected that we were not going to become monks, but became monks. Every time we mentioned the issue of going down the mountain, we felt like a monk was returning to secular life.

"I don't know what happened a few days ago. People on Jishan should go away, but there are only a few left. I looked at you and came to find you." Song Qi touched his chin and said.

"What does it have to do with me?" I was puzzled. My junior nephew, I am like IQ is never online, and I do everything I do.

"I saw that you haven't returned for a long time, and You Chen suddenly went down the mountain. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I found this place." Song Qi looked at me with his head, with an expression of being so smart that I was praising me.

"I don't want to praise you for your desire..." I was used to Song Qi, so I could only sigh silently and feel sad for myself.

"Where will I sleep tonight?" Song Qi also skipped the topic of praising him, looking around and looking at a place where he could sleep besides the bed.

"You sleep here!" I sighed and turned around silently to go out.

"Thank you, Uncle Fifth!"

Before closing the door, Song Qi's slutty voice came from the gap, but I didn't seem to be in the mood to play with him. I went to bed first. It was not too late for this guy to get tired of him after he woke up.
Chapter completed!