please keep me quiet dude

Hou Jing habitually opened her eyes when the cock crowed when she was ugly, and when she realized what time it was, she turned over, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes shamefully for her biological clock, which was too accurate.After tossing on the bed, she still got up, put on a thin shirt, and wandered around the room.

"Hey, master, why can't you fall asleep again?"

The boy who changed the candles opened the door and came in, only to see his young master with a sad face.He feels that in this world, being able to sleep well is the happiest thing in life, and his young master can sleep until dawn every day, why is he still unhappy?

Hou Jing inadvertently closed the thin shirt she was wearing and asked,

"Xiao Xiazi, I can't sleep with your young master, should you do something for me to entertain the young master?"

Xiao Xiazi's candle-lighting hands trembled, and the wax dripped onto the table, one side of his mouth trembling.

"Young...Master, I...my aunt said that I will be able to marry a wife in two years, so I...I want to keep this body innocent..."

After Xiao Xiazi finished speaking, Hou Jing felt that his whole body was not well.She twitched the corners of her mouth, sneered twice, and then looked at the roof weakly.

From the first day she traveled here, she knew that Xijing Kingdom was a very open country, so open that she dared not say that she came from another more enlightened era.The masculinity in Xijing Kingdom is relatively prevalent, and it is much safer to molest a boy than a woman, so young men all over the country are happy with each other, of course, the predecessor of this body is no exception.

He asked Xiao Xiazi to find a long gown for him to wear, put the calligraphy in the package, went outside the wall of his courtyard, stepped on Xiao Xiazi's shoulders and climbed up the wall.

"Xiao Xiazi, if I haven't come back at Chenshi, you can tell the old man that I died in Zuixianlou, and let him collect my body."

Then he jumped down, landed on the ground like a dog crawling, rubbed his calves, and headed towards Zuixianlou with bouncing bouncing.

"Young...young master, don't be joking, the master will break my leg..."

Xiao Xiazi cried to the other side of the wall, but Hou Jing had already disappeared.

Zuixian Tower is the largest brothel in Xijing. Zuixian, Zuixian, even if you are a fairy, you are still a beast if you take off your clothes when drunk, at least Hou Jing understands it that way, and the purpose of Hou Jing's visit is naturally not For the sake of beasts and so-and-so, it is nothing more than running to draw erotic pictures of beauties with calligraphy.

That's right, it's a erotic picture.Hou Jing looked at the calligraphy in his hand and sighed.

Hou Jing is a modern person. Before Soul Transmigration, she was born and learned to paint. Unfortunately, once she came here, her goal was to be a low-key playboy, so she could only draw erotic pictures for entertainment. .

"Master Hou~~~~"

A female voice so sweet that it opened the pores of Hou Jing's body rushed into Hou Jing's ears. She trembled twice, looking at the woman who was showing her thighs in front of her.

"Master Hou, am I beautiful in Chunchun?"

Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful that I think Brother Chun is a peerless beauty in this world...

"Am I beautiful?" The woman didn't spare her, hooked her chin, and smiled shyly.

Hou Jing slapped away the ghost claws that the woman stretched out towards her with one hand, her face darkened.

"Buddhist, before you say these words, can you be a few decades younger? Also, I'm painting them, who are you showing your thighs to?"

He pointed to the man and woman who were stripping naked and touching each other.And Hou Jing's current job is to draw a heart-warming bed photo for the two of them as a souvenir.

And this woman named Chunchun is the old bustard of Zuixianlou. If she is more than 40 years old in modern times, she still has a charm. It is a pity...with the horrible rouge makeup of the old bustard, she just followed Sadako who crawled out of the TV. Same.

Hou Jing also couldn't figure out why this woman was teasing her if she had nothing to do.

"I really don't understand style, but that's what makes you cute." She didn't forget to pinch Hou Jing's tender face as she spoke.

Hou Jing blushed, speechless...

After finally finishing drawing the picture, she lay on the railing, covering her head, thinking to herself, what crime did she commit.At this time, the old bustard Chunchun twisted her slender waist and came over biting a cucumber.Hou Jing looked at the cucumber in her hand, and suddenly remembered a sentence, the old lady in the deep palace, men love it the most.

And late-night cucumbers, women's favorite...

Snatching half a cucumber from the old bustard's hand, there was a crisp sound, the taste was still good, and he nodded.As for the old bustard, she has deep resentment. As expected, late-night cucumbers are the favorite of women...

"Hey, have you guys heard about it? The kid on South Street who studies in Linxiang Academy said that he talked to Xiao Xiaoyan, the most beautiful woman in the world."

"No way, how is it possible, Xiao Xiaoyan seldom shows up and talks to people in private?"

"Really, I heard that his soul hasn't recovered yet. I'm afraid he will be sick for several months."

"It's really enviable and jealous. If I can see Xiao Xiaoyan, it doesn't matter my life. It's nothing to be sick for several months."

"Unfortunately, you and I don't have that blessing...haha..."

The sound of two men discussing came from the private room, Hou Jing gnawed on the cucumber silently, and frowned, it was really noisy, isn't there a cleaner place in the brothel?

So she kicked the bustard twice,

"Hey, is there a clean place in Zuixian Tower? I want to find a clean place."

"Why, you won't listen?"

Hou Jing gave her a blank look, what do you think?

"It's really strange. As soon as you talk about Xiao Xiaoyan in this Xijing country, who doesn't want to talk for a few more minutes and know more about her, why do I feel that you don't seem to be very happy to see, Young Master Hou? Is it possible? ...Young Master Hou, do you have any... hobbies in that area?"

Hou Jing twitched the corner of her mouth and wanted to slap her to death, her imagination was also intoxicated.

"Will you die if you don't gossip for a day? Come on, find me a place to rest."

The old bustard covered her fan with her eyes exposed, Gulu turned around twice, spread her hands, and giggled twice.

The old bustard rolled her eyes, and took out the money from her pocket.

"I have worked so hard to draw Danqing for you. Is it appropriate for you to be picky like this, madam?"

The old bustard touched the silver in his hand, and a flower appeared on his face.

"Young Master Hou, you are a rich family. We are just begging for a living. You have the nerve to ask us to give you money? Master Hou has made so much money for you. Isn't it a pity that you don't need it?"

The corner of Hou Jing's mouth twitched, she really wanted to say, in fact, she is also poor, okay?

It's just that I accidentally transmigrated into the body of a rich local tyrant.Did she think she would?

But as a standard dude, he should spend a lot of money, go shopping in brothels, and grab girls for nothing.It may be a bit difficult for her to rob civilian girls, but she can still do the other two.Ever since, it has become the virtue it is now.

The old bustard pointed her to a place, which is in the other garden deep in Zuixianlou. It is said that it is the owner of Zuixianlou, but the boss of Zuixianlou has never shown up, and no one knows who it is. Most people don't live there either.Although Hou Jing was curious, she didn't want to pry into other people's privacy.

Find a room, a soft couch, lie down, close your eyes...

When Hou Jing fell asleep, she had a dream. There was nothing in the dream, it was pitch black, and suddenly there was a strange scent, which was very unique. She sniffed hard, trying to keep the scent in her memory. But when she woke up, it was just a dream.

There was an aftertaste in the air, and she tried to sniff it, but it dissipated.

"Let's go. It's dawn. If you don't go back, Young Master Hou, I'm afraid Mr. Hou will destroy our Zuixian Tower. You'd better come back another day."

The bustard drove her out of the Zuixian Tower, Hou Jing patted the dust on her buttocks, picked up the package and left.

After Hou Jing left, the bustard went to the other garden, closed the door carefully, and knelt down facing the person behind the curtain.

"Welcome master to return. I don't know what is the important thing for master to come back this time?"

From the other side of the door curtain, there was the sound of tea being poured.

"I have some private matters to do, just now... who is that person?"

"Oh, he is Hou Jing, the only son of Hou Gan, a wealthy businessman in Xijing Kingdom."

"Well, it's okay, you can go down."

The old bustard backed out, gently closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's him, who dares to go to the brothel to have fun, miss, let me deal with that stinky man!" The person next to him couldn't bear his temper, rolled up his sleeves, and was thinking about how to deal with the heartless man. , even dared to go to the brothel.

Pulling each other, his eyes turned cold,

"Xiao Ling, since when did you become so nosy?"

Xiao Ling immediately shut up, said sorry, and obediently stood aside...

Hou Jing paced back and forth with the package on her back, biting the buns and came to the gate of her house. The guard opened the door for Hou Jing. When she came to the alley, the whole family was sitting there, and Mr. Hou was waiting for her with a dark face.She didn't pay attention, but she choked on the steamed stuffed bun and blushed.

"Water... water..."

"Isn't he dead? Why do you still have the face to come back?"

Mrs. Hou gave Hou Jing a cup of tea, which made Hou Jing slow down.

"Who told you to give him water, just let this unfilial son choke to death."

Mr. Hou looked unhappy, Hou Jing took a deep breath, squeezed out two tears and made a pitiful look, then hugged Mrs. Hou's thigh and shouted, "Mother~~~~"

At this moment, Hou Jing kept playing a line of lyrics in his mind:

For the sake of the revolution and the party, Li Baibai died gloriously~

In order to become a qualified playboy, she worked hard...

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me why I made this pit at this point, the reason is very simple, because the author smoked...

That's right, I smoked, and I smoked very badly, so I brought up this trap, trying to trick people into feeling melancholy with the author.Ah, you ask me why I smoked?It's very simple, because the author doesn't want to write a thesis, and he doesn't want to write a side story. He eats and sleeps and eats when he's full, so he is drawn into what he is now. This symptom is referred to as pre-thesis syndrome...

Come on, come on, enter the pit, if you don't trap you to death, why should the author rest in peace?