Ye Yu closed his eyes, and when Mingkong was lying on the bed, his beautiful face of the bright moon against his chest, and a lewd smile hung on the corner of his mouth. He spit out two words without any haste - breast fu.

The sound of "bang" was endless. The girls' first reaction was to protect their chests with both hands. Many of the clients in the hall fell to the ground. Qian Baoer opened her mouth, Zhu Tai was stunned, Mingkong's face looked strange, and Yinping's cheeks were even more flushed.

There are differences in times, but people's hearts are different. Daliang emphasizes the implicit beauty. Even XXOO has to be named elegant, right? It is rare to dare to be as naked as Ye Yu. They don't know how to respond to Ye Yu. This is like a little girl reading Huang Shu. Although she really wants to read it, she has to refuse anyway. Face is the most important thing!

"What do you mean? Do you still want to hear this?"

Ye Yu wanted to show off, especially in front of Mingkong. Only by completely destroying the little nun's shackles that imprisoned her nature could Ye Yu be able to hug the beauty, but the little nun's face didn't turn red. It seems that it's really not possible to not take a strong medicine.

"Of course I want to hear it, brothers, do you think so?"

People, especially ancient literati, were originally beasts, and when they put on clothes, they naturally became beasts. Otherwise, how could they be awarded the nickname of "spouse"? Qian Baoer sought their opinions, but naturally "nodded without shaking his head."

"Milk means milk."

The opening was extraordinary, and Ye Yu went straight to the point. Unfortunately, except Qian Baoer, no one responded, and the scene was very few. Did the ancients not like this tune? He, Master Ye, felt that it was a bit difficult to get on the ground, and at this moment he had to bite the bullet and continue to be dirty.

"The number of things on a woman's chest is two, and it is called left and right. It originates from cardamom, and it is formed in 28 years. It hides in the daytime and shines at night."

In the same plain language, the guests in the hall began to whisper. Ye Yu couldn't help but look at Mingkong. The nun's expression was even more natural than before. However, Princess Yinping, clenched her fists tightly, staring at Ye Yu angrily - Can Your Highness Yinping not be angry? The object on the woman's chest was from cardamom and made at 28. She is now sixteen years old, why haven't she yet? Yinping didn't know that Ye Yu was plagiarizing. She naturally thought that Ye Yu was looking at Mingkong with emotion. This was a naked provocation. Although she thought so, she still looked at Mingkong jealously. Why are you nuns so plump? You don't need it. Isn't this a waste of a pair of good things?

"It is called Mimi, Bobo, Shuangfeng, and Flower House. It has always been a place where beauty must compete for, and a land of gentle heroes since ancient times."

Such postmodern vocabulary really made people of Daliang gain knowledge - if it weren't for the demon of lust in sex, how could such a professional name be called - especially the child Zhu Tai, who is currently studying at the "Royal Academy", who usually listens too much and is also kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and now he feels enlightened. It seems that he will have to ask for advice from the second brother in the future; Princess Yinping is very sympathetic and has the greatest talent and knowledge, that is, "falling a footsteps" in front of Ye Yu, and the master is the teacher. She unconsciously led Ye Yu as her confidant, otherwise she would not have followed her to the brothel, but how could she think Ye Yu knew about this in this regard?

"What is its color? Ice and snow in the deep winter; What is its quality? New cotton in early summer; What is its taste? Peach and plum in the spring; What is its appearance? The autumn waves are rippling. When moving, it is like a serene jade rabbit, and when quiet, it is like a lazy white dove, waving, the flesh is trembling, pink and tender, watery, it snatches the soul of a man and shows the charm of a woman."

Although Princess Yinping was angry, she always wanted to excuse Ye Yu. He was extremely smart and it was not surprising that he could come up with a few specific terms. But it was hard to say that Ye Yu could tell so thoroughly. How could this be said by a ignorant boy? Even if you get engaged to the daughter of the Qian family, you are not married yet. Princess Yinping felt that she could no longer bear it. She stood up angrily and glared at Ye Yu, who was "not conscious of the current affairs", and then left. Zhu Tai hurriedly grabbed the emperor girl, and the second brother was not talking about you, why are you so emotional? He looked at Mingkong who continued to have a cold face, and couldn't help but admire the face of the woman in Piaomiao Peak.

"Why did he say this? What's the benefit to him?" Su Yue was worried, so she couldn't care about being shy? What's more, she was the only one in the room, so who would she show her shyness?

Ye Yu didn't know Su Yue's reaction upstairs, but he knew that the princess and girl was angry. Should I continue? Seeing Princess Yinping's "Little Princess Taiping", Ye Yu suddenly realized why. In front of the monk, you were bald, and you were trembling under Princess Yinping's nose. Isn't this not to be found? It seems that it is not an easy thing to take care of everyone's thoughts.

When Ye Yu was in a dilemma, Qian Baoer kept urging, which represented the voice of all the clients. Looking at the girls who were "slutty" under the hands of lustful people, he still felt that it was better to have a beginning and an end.

"Looking down my haggard head, I look at your two jade feng, just like a boat entering the harbor, like returning home. Apart from the cold wind and rain, I will be immersed in the warm ocean, deep, shallow, intoxicated, and flying."

Ye Yu's voice echoed throughout the lobby. When he was sighing that he was "a genius", those prostitutes had already flew in the warm harbor of women.

"Second brother, I really admire you too much." Qian Baoer looked at Ye Yu exaggeratedly, "How about teaching me both ways if I have time?"

Before Ye Yu could speak, Princess Yinping had already snorted, "You are simply insulting your kindness."

"Single? What's that thing?" Ye Yu looked at Zhu Tai, "You sister... did you take the wrong medicine? You still talk about single in the brothel? It's so funny."

"You...you bastard!"

Ye Yu knew that he had to look at people when he was joking. He pretended not to hear Princess Yinping and walked to Mingkong and sat down, "Minger, do you think my literary talent is good?"

"Take your hands away!"

"Tomorrow, why don't we continue to discuss the issue of 'little white tiger'?"

Mingkong gritted his teeth and Ye Yu smiled, "Ming'er, you can't beat me, so you should be my wife honestly. Don't think about how to guard against me all day long, you can't escape."

At this moment, Cuiyun hurried downstairs. She looked at Ye Yu, whose mouth was slightly raised, "Mr. Ye, Miss Suyue is welcome."

As soon as this statement was said, a stone caused a thousand waves. Seeing Ye Yu stepping up to the small building in the form of a victor, the whole house of prostitutes dared not speak out, but the only princess Yinping muttered, "There is no good thing for men!"

Su Yue's boudoir is elegant and quiet, with the desk and the bedding arranged in an orderly manner, and there are many ink and paintings on the wall. Unfortunately, Ye Yu is not very interested in these things. He sits casually on the stool in front of Su Yue, carefully looking at the little woman who made the man downstairs crazy. After a few days, she seems to have lost a lot of weight, with red silk on her eyes slightly, and it seems that she has not had a good rest last night.

Ye Yu felt that men should be more pity, but when he thought of this little woman's endless means, he still felt that it would be better to wait and see.

Su Yue was like a spirit. Although she was eager to know what kind of poison Ye Yu gave her, the more she cared about the things she had to show no concern, otherwise the bastard in front of her would definitely ask for a price again.

"Young Master Ye is so literary. He was so popular just now."...
Chapter completed!