From eunuch to emperor

"How come, the slave family likes to be in good health."

"My master is in good health, rich in experience, and has a lot of tricks, and my slave family will benefit the most."

The girl's voice was sweet and greasy, Long Chen could already imagine the girl's appearance.

It must be slightly fat, with white and tender flesh, wearing a light and translucent dress.

The upper body is half covered, half of the ditch can be seen, the gorgeous heavy makeup, and the strong fragrance of rouge.

"What a little bitch, sir, I like you just like that."

The old voice laughed and started to play.

Long Chen smiled, wondering if it was some old general.

From the voice, it can be heard that this person's cultivation base is good.

dong dong dong...

"Please come in."

Long Chen deliberately changed his voice, not wanting to be heard by the neighbors.

The door opened and a pretty girl walked in.

This woman did not wear ancient clothes, but a simple cheongsam, high heels, and long legs.

Except for the cumbersome headgear, which is still in the ancient style, everything else is very similar to modern times.

For a split second, Long Chen thought he was back in the club of being a pretty boy.

"I've seen your son."

The girl bowed profusely, her buttocks pouted slightly, forming a perfect arc.

"Come, come into my arms."

Long Chen was very straightforward, he grabbed a few gold coins from his sleeve and threw them on the table, smiling lewdly.

The girl was surprised by Long Chen's rich man.

"My son is really... so rich."

The girl stepped forward and sat down in Long Chen's arms.

The soft body, paired with the silk cheongsam, feels great.

"What is your name?"

"My dream is clear."

"Qingmeng, good name, I have served you well, I will order you next time."

"Thank you sir."

Long Chen throws out gold coins when they meet, this action is too handsome and rich.

In the Fengyue field, men seek sex, and women seek money.

As long as the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about.

Qing Meng picked up the jug, poured a glass of wine, sat in her arms, hugged Long Chen, and said softly: "My lord, drink a glass."

Long Chen drank a cup, squeezed his body through the cheongsam.

This girl is not bad, and she is comfortable to play with, but Long Chen dare not really play with it.

The willow disease has existed since ancient times, and Long Chen didn't want to contract it.

Moreover, Long Chen is a little concerned about things that others have played with.

Of course, another woman like Meng Lan said otherwise.

"My lord is good at drinking, drink another cup."

"No, you drink too."

"The servant's alcohol capacity is not good."

"Afraid I'll get you drunk? Don't be afraid, it's more fun when you're drunk."

Long Chen took out a few more gold coins and scattered them on the table.

Qing dreamed that his eyes were wide open for money, with so much money, even if he was drunk, it would be fine.

With this money, Long Chen can play casually.

"The servant obeys."

Qing Meng drank cup after cup in Long Chen's arms.

"My lord, I can't drink any more..."

Soon, Qing Meng couldn't hold on any longer, put down the jug and glass, and lay softly in Long Chen's arms.

His face was wine red, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was lying on his stomach like a kitten.

Long Chen slid across his long legs, and the cheongsam moved up little by little...

Long Chen smelled the scent of rouge, and felt a little like that.

It's a pity, a pity, there are no rubber products in this world, or you can consider cleaning up this little hoof.

There is a wooden couch in the private room, Long Chen picked up Qing Meng and placed it on it.

The cheongsam was pulled up, Long Chen played slowly, there was already a sound from the next door.

It seems that the old man is in good health.

In order to adapt to the situation, Long Chen deliberately shook the wooden couch to make a little noise.

Play a full set of acting, so as not to be said that young people are not healthy or something.

Unbuttoning the cloth button of the cheongsam, playing Qingmeng with one hand, Long Chen looked at the brothel opposite.

Zhou Zheng came out of the store angrily, followed by two strong men.

Long Chen secretly laughed in his heart: As expected, Erhuo was slaughtered!

Just when Long Chen was about to get up, the soft and ecstatic breathing from the next room stopped.

"Master, what are you doing...the matter is not finished yet..."

The woman is very coquettish and coquettish.

The voice next door stopped suddenly, and neither the empress nor the old man made a sound.

Long Chen saw Zhou wandering around in the street, and quickly walked out of sight.

Long Chen didn't rush downstairs to find someone, but continued to shake the wooden couch to make noise.

There was no sound from the next door, Long Chen felt something was wrong, could it be that the people next door also came to monitor Zhou Zheng?

Long Chen came to Rouge Lane tonight to make sure that Zhou Zheng showed up.

If it appears, it means everything is normal.

If Zhou Zheng does not appear, it means that the situation may have changed.

Unexpectedly, Long Chen was not the only one monitoring Zhou Zheng.

Who is the other person?

The world will?

Zhou Zheng was exposed?

Long Chen got down from the wooden couch and put his ears against the wall, making sure that there was no sound from the next door.

Long Chen quietly went out, walked to the next door, and gently opened the door.

I saw a coquettish woman lying on the couch, her black hair was scattered on the pillow, her hands were spread out, her body became a big character, and the mattress on the couch was dark.

Sure enough, the old man came to monitor Zhou Zheng.

Long Chen's figure flashed, and his body lightly landed on the street.

Along the direction Zhou Zheng left just now, Long Chen walked quickly.

A little girl in front of her was carrying a flower basket, she looked like Ya'er at first sight, and Zhou Zheng was standing opposite.

After seeing the two, Long Chen changed to a hidden position, and then began to look for the old man.

In front of a stall, Long Chen saw an old man in blue clothes.

Long Chen has never seen this person.

Zhou Zheng bought a flower and walked around with it.

After strolling around for a while, he walked to the wall, and Zhou Zheng came out of Rouge Lane.

Ya'er was bouncing around with the flower basket, the old man stopped Ya'er suddenly and bought a flower too.

Ya'er still sells flowers to collect money, and then continues to find people to sell flowers everywhere.

Not long after Zhou Zheng left, the old man also left.

Seeing the two leave, Long Chen came out from the hiding place and stopped Ya'er.

"How much is your word?"

Long Chen asked with a smile.

Even though she was disguised, Ya'er recognized her at a glance.

"Do not sell!"

Ya'er looked up at Long Chen, hid the flower basket behind her, and said with disgust.

"Oh, it just so happens that I have too much money with me."

Saying that, Long Chen took out a dozen gold coins from his body.

Seeing that Qian's eyes were open, Ya'er immediately threw the flower basket to Long Chen and snatched the gold coins.

"It's all for you! Sell it cheap!"

Ya'er hid the gold coin in her arms and smiled happily.

"Little money fan."

Long Chen sniffed the gardenia, it was really fragrant.

"Do you know that old man just now?"

Ya'er took the money, happy in her heart, and said, "I know you, the old accountant in Sifanglou, this old guy has some skills."

Ji Xianxian was originally from the Tianxiahui, and he knows the people of the Tianxiahui very well.

Ya'er naturally knew something.

"Do you suspect that Zhou Zheng has been exposed? Don't worry, I think it's all right."

Ya'er took the money and was happy to advise Long Chen.

"Ya'er, do something for me, I'll give you money, a lot of money."

Long Chen looked like a strange uncle who lied to children.

Ya'er recalled the last time she almost lost herself in Long Shuai's mansion, and said vigilantly: "No, you are a pervert!"

Long Chen swore an oath: "I promise, I will never take off your clothes!"

Ya'er stared at Long Chen, and asked suspiciously: "You really don't want to take off my clothes?"

Long Chen nodded seriously: "I promise!"

Ya'er nodded and said, "Okay, where are you going? Wangqing Pavilion?"