Always have a weird ending

q: How to save the brothel that is on the verge of collapse?

a: Be the number one boy!

Yan Bulai: "..."

Hehe, brother said no.

Yan Bulai felt that life was dark, what the hell kind of game!Are you trying to drag him into the mud?If Nima continues to play like this, his innocence will be ruined, motherfucker.

The attendant named Qing'er has gone out because of a guest's visit.

Yan Bulai lay on the bed expressionlessly, thinking about how to go about the next route.

Although this broken game has arranged for him such a path of no return, and even told him the mission clearly, but there is no turning point, right?

After all, if it follows what st said to him before, then no one can do anything to him as long as he doesn't take the main task.

Thinking of this, Yan Bulai couldn't help feeling a little doubtful in his heart, so he asked:

"St, if you play a game like now, will the system still tell you what task you have to accept?"

St didn't speak, nor did he answer anything with him.

Yan Bulai frowned and thought for a while, then he suddenly realized that it seemed that since he started asking st if he got the ending, sr had become abnormal.

To this day, I haven't seen what st said to him.

In the past, when he asked a question like this, it was almost rare for ST to ignore him at all.

Could it be a virus?

Yan Bulai waited for a while, but did not wait for ST's reply.

He randomly pulled out a menu and flicked it lightly on the translucent interface.The page was pulled down by him, and Yan Bulai clicked on the link marked [If you have any questions, please contact gm] at the bottom.

In the gm list at the side, he found the person at the top, and Yan Bulai poked open the dialog with him.

[gm: ink flow

Hello, dear player, do you need my help? 】

Yan Bulai typed a few words casually.

[My novice system seems to be infected with a virus, and he ignores me now. 】

As soon as Yan Bulai typed these words on the page, Qing'er's voice came from outside the door, "My lord, the sedan chair to pick you up has arrived."

Yan Bulai: "..." Oh my god, can I pretend to be dead?

Yan Bulai really wanted to say something to the attendant outside the door, this person is dead, please do not disturb him.

However, Qing'er seemed to have already guessed everything Yan Bulai was thinking.

Immediately afterwards, he continued, "Mom asked all the girls in the yard to dress up and wait for you."

Dress up and wait for me to use it?

Also let me inspect it to judge whether my big Buddha can be squatted in this courtyard?

Zhu Zhian's pent-up anger outside the door rose and fell, fell and went up, went up...

Nima had to bear it by herself, forcing her anger to drop.

There is no way out, Yan Bulai's current physical condition is fragile.

Now when he thinks about how he did something stupid with a brain cramp at that time, he feels extremely regretful.

Who the hell got into whose trap, and who came to play with whom?

If you can't shout or scold, you have to obediently hold it in your hands.

Otherwise, if you are afraid that the little boy with a glass heart will be accidentally injured and his mood will fluctuate greatly, how will he be broken when he is offline?

What a shame that he found him such a harem dungeon with rich benefits that even how many people wailed and begged God and worshiped Buddha every day.

It's fine if you don't rush over, and you're still picky.

However, even if Yan doesn't come, no matter how unattractive.

Zhu Zhian, he also had to hold back.

He has endured it for so long, if he gives up now... tsk, let alone whether his previous efforts were in vain, such a fucking cliffhanger with a halfway ending will make others laugh.

Who is he?

He is Zhu Zhi'an, Zhu Zhi'an who is proficient in all the techniques of seducing girls in major Two-dimensional!

Isn't it just Yan Bulai who doesn't mix Two-dimensional much?

He will definitely be able to guide Yan Bulai step by step to ascend to the throne of the real harem lord.

Thinking of such a beautiful day coming, Zhu Zhian couldn't help smiling.

He adjusted his mood and prepared to knock on the door again to explain the situation.It was hard for him to wait for the bustard from Yihong Courtyard to arrive.

Just as Zhu Zhi'an raised his hand, before touching the door, the delicate wooden door was opened from the inside.

Zhu Zhi'an controlled his hand in time, so as not to hit Yan Bulai's face accidentally.

Yan Bulai was wearing a snow-white obscene dress at this time, and the white skin under the neck could be vaguely seen, the black hair was scattered on the shoulders in a mess, and a pair of black eyes glanced coldly at Zhu Zhi'an.

"Get a basin of hot water, and find me some clothes by the way."

The tone is indifferent, quite a bit of everyone's demeanor.

Zhu Zhian was also taken aback for a moment, and nodded quickly.

He didn't really wake up until Yan Bulai closed the door again.

He stayed in front of the door, looked at the inner door, and couldn't help sighing, saying, don't look at people saying that they can't act, in fact, they can act quite well.

Zhu Zhi'an obediently went to find water according to the task Yan Bulai gave him. As for the clothes... it must be in Yan Bulai's own room.

At that time, just find out another piece of clothing for him to wear, right?

Zhu Zhi'an wandered around this secluded small attic for a long time, and suddenly understood the reason why Yan Bulai sent him a mission for no reason.Isn't it because Yan didn't come that he couldn't find the land, and didn't know where to boil and fetch water?

But the fucking Zhu Zhi'an just came here, and he doesn't know the specific situation in this attic.

then……

Yan Bulai waited for a long time under the quilt on the small bed in the room, and waited until he was about to fall asleep before waiting for the basin of washing water.

In fact, Yan Bulai stood by the window at first, because this posture is more handsome (pretending) (forced), but he would have a runny nose from the cold, so Yan Bulai crawled decisively Go to bed, so as not to be struck by lightning.

When Zhu Zhian finally found the kitchen, and brought a pot of hot water from the kitchen to Yan Bulai's bedroom, he realized that this was not the most difficult thing, the most difficult thing was that he was about to give Yan Bulai No more looking for clothes.

Clothes are not difficult to find, Zhu Zhian quickly found a blue robe from the closet, it is rare to wear clothes...

At this time, Yan Bulai had finished washing, and then obediently stood where he was, waiting for Zhu Zhian to dress him.

Zhu Zhian: "..."

Zhu Zhi'an and Yan Bulai's master and servant worked together for a while, and finally dressed Yan Bulai.

The two were sweating profusely.

Yan Bulai and Zhu Zhi'an looked at the hard work of the two of them, silently, and thought in their hearts that they should not take a bath or change clothes tonight.

Although this may be the only instance where Yan Bulai can take a bath in the game so far.

The old bustard of Yihong Courtyard outside the building was almost heartbroken.

Yan Bulai's original location was extremely remote from where he lived, and there were not many bearers willing to come, and the old bustard of Yihong Court paid a huge price to attract such a few people.

Wait any longer...

The bustard seems to be able to see the sad future of his white money flying away in front of his eyes.

I can only hope that Mr. Yan Bulai can really bring her brothel back to life as in the legend, otherwise...

Amidst the hopelessness of the old bustard and the excitement of the bearer counting how much money he should get, the famous Mr. Yan Bulai finally arrived late.

Hearing some movement, the procuress, who was waiting a little weakly, couldn't help raising his head, and happened to see a thin, handsome and elegant young man in Tsing Yi walking towards her slowly.

Her long, smooth black hair was casually tied up with a headband, her fair complexion, and her blushing lips made one couldn't help but want to take a bite.A pair of black eyes are bottomless, and when you glance at them casually, it seems that you can be sucked in, but when you look closely, you feel that those eyes are clean and thorough, which makes people unnaturally fascinated by them, and makes people think about their past. Ashamed of the blasphemy.

The white jade pendant hanging around his waist, the string would occasionally hit his clothes slowly as he walked.This gave him even more flamboyance.

The melancholy accumulated in the old bustard's heart was swept away, and a sentence suddenly came to his mind, people should pay more attention to the thatched cottage.

With this young master's good looks, even if he doesn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he can only cry and act like a baby, and he can support a brothel.

The old bustard looked itchy, and wished he could snatch the man in front of him into his building immediately, and then let him pick up customers without interruption.

What is standing in front of her?

This is all white money!

The old man tried his best not to let what he was thinking in his heart be too obvious on his face, otherwise it would be bad to frighten the young man in front of him.

She recalled the sweet and pure smile that existed at an unknown age in her memory, and greeted Yan Bulai with a smile.

"My lord is coming this way with the slave's house." The old bustard stretched out his hand to show Yan Bulai graciously.

Yan Bulai looked at the big red sedan chair that the bustard was pointing at, and was silent, but still nodded in a feigned deep way, and then stepped onto the sedan chair.

Yan Bulai looked at the situation inside the sedan chair and sighed, unexpectedly, the outside looks like a sedan chair, but the inside...fuck looks more like it!

The attendant who followed Yan Bulai step by step, Zhu Zhian's little classmate, obediently stopped in front of the sedan chair.

Compared with the beauty and elegance of Yan Bulai's original body, Zhu Zhi'an's original body is too ordinary and simple, he looks like a servant of any random family.

That's right, the bustard and the porter at the side felt that the beauty in his heart seemed to be insulted. Even if the beauty was not the same beauty, he should be a beautiful little girl or a handsome boy.

Of course, Zhu Zhi'an didn't know what was going on in these people's minds, otherwise he would definitely blow up.

Although he thinks that his current appearance is not even one-tenth of his real life appearance.

However, his body has grown a lot now, okay?

It is really that Yan Bulai's original body is too advantageous, and the original work intentionally inserted a bug-like golden finger into the setting of this person.

Any beauty standing next to Yan Bulai will be compared to the servant of the next door.

Zhu Zhi'an turned his head to look around at the bearer with strange eyes, and finally stopped his gaze on the bustard, "Excuse me, is there a place to put my luggage?"

The old bustard covered her mouth and smiled fiercely. She cast a wink at Zhu Zhi'an, and said in a low voice and ambiguously: "Why do you have to carry your own luggage, young master? Although the slave's shabby house is poor, it is still necessary to buy a few clothes." affordable."

"Of course I don't look down on you." Zhu Zhi'an nodded, expressing comfort, "It's just that the package contains the pens and paper that my young master is used to. As for the clothes..."

He made a small salute to the madam, "I'll trouble you to prepare it for my young master."

The hand of the old bustard covering her mouth and laughing suddenly froze on her face as if she couldn't take it off, her brows and eyes could be seen a little stiffly, "..." Madam, I'm just being polite, why don't you just climb up the pole?She thought about the high-end clothes Yan Bulai was wearing, and felt blood dripping from her heart again. Is this all blood?No, it's all silver!

Zhu Zhi'an seemed to be endless, he still maintained his bowing posture and did not move, "Of course, Qing'er's clothes don't need to be bought by mother, Qing'er knows that the business of Yihong Courtyard is not very good, Qing'er I will go out to do some odd jobs by myself to pay for Qing'er's own living expenses."

Oh my god, can you still hear this?He has a master, and the master is still serving a master, and they still live in this master's house, so what the hell is he relying on his servants to do odd jobs to support himself?

As the owner's procuress, she was under a lot of pressure. She put down her hands and tried her best not to smile so stiffly, "Well... if Mr. Yan and Mr. Younger don't mind, I can prepare all the food, clothing, housing and transportation for you."

What she said... made her feel distressed as if a piece of meat had been dug out.

Although the old bustard had verbally admitted a lot of benefits, Zhu Zhi'an didn't give up immediately.

He smiled and saluted the old bustard again, then stood up and thanked, "Of course, Qing'er believes that what mother gives us is the best."

This sentence seems to be a compliment, but in fact...

The old bustard felt that her face was about to freeze completely, and she said with a sneer, "Of course." She made so many promises before earning a penny.

Yan Bulai sat on the sedan chair for a while, but the sedan chair did not move.

He opened the sedan door and looked out, just in time to see Zhu Zhi'an who was smiling face to face with the old bustard, but the smiles of both of them were a bit creepy.

Yan Bulai waved to Zhu Zhian with some doubts, "Come on, little Qingzi."

Zhu Zhi'an bowed his head and answered yes, but his heart was full of dissatisfaction. He always called himself Qinger Qinger, although he was a bit of a bitch, but he couldn't just call him Xiaoqingzi if Yan didn't come, right?What the hell, she went directly from a sissy to a eunuch.

After seeing the little servants getting on the sedan chair safely, the bustard waved to the bearers and shouted: "Get up the sedan chair."

Yan Bulai and Zhu Zhian who were sitting in the sedan chair: "..."

It's more like a sedan chair.

Those bearers seem to be very experienced people who have been engaged in this work for a long time.The sedan chair was carried steadily, even if one of them was on the way to communicate with the old bustard.

"Hi, where are you from?"

The old bustard didn't understand what he said at first, but after she understood, she covered her mouth and smiled, "It's from Yihong Courtyard."

"But..." The bustard squinted at him, "He... you can't afford it."

The bearer who was suddenly ridiculed smiled, he didn't mind at all, he thought so too, the noble people in the sedan chair couldn't be bought so cheaply, he licked his lips wretchedly, he didn't know what he thought of , "It would be nice to have a look at him from a distance."

"Heh." The bustard covered her mouth and smiled again. She thought of her bright future in Yihong Courtyard, and couldn't help laughing.

In the sedan chair.

Zhu Zhi'an glanced at Yan Bulai furtively, and the voices of the two people outside the sedan chair were heard by both of them.

Although Zhu Zhi'an felt disgusted when he heard this, he didn't think it was a big deal. As a dude surrounded by dudes, he had heard more disgusting things than that person said.

but……

The premise is that the target of these words is not him.

Zhu Zhi'an imagined that if someone wanted to say such a thing in front of him, he could beat that person to blood.

But Yan Bulai really didn't react, he half leaned against the wall of the sedan chair, his eyes didn't know where to go.

Zhu Zhi'an felt that no matter what he thought in his heart, he had to put on a face to show that he still cared about his master.

He pretended to be angry and said, "My lord...how can those little people like you do this? Why don't we..."

Yan Bulai patted him on the head, and said reassuringly, "It's okay, anyway, my occupation is similar to theirs."

Zhu Zhi'an froze for a moment, then looked up at Yan Bulai blankly.

Yan Bulai was lowering his head at this time, Zhu Zhian couldn't see Yan Bulai's expression clearly, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere on Yan Bulai was too gloomy.

Yan Bulai's face was too deceptive, and Zhu Zhi'an felt that he, a bisexual, could hardly hold it.

He was a little at a loss, and his voice was a little flustered, "How is that possible! You are different from those lowly people. You are educating them. You...you are a master."

Zhu Zhian felt that if his last sentence was heard by others, he might be beaten to death. After all, how can this kind of profession compare with a real and honorable master?

really……

At first, Yan Bulai thought that his job this time was something else, not to mention that he saw his face in the mirror, and it was even more beautiful than the person in the previous dungeon!

This made him not think it was so difficult, but...

The words of his little attendant gave him a subtle feeling, maybe his occupation this time is no longer that?

Although, the job of a teacher is not much better, but at least you don't have to sell your body, right?

Zhu Zhi'an was originally trying to comfort Yan Bulai, but after comforting Yan Bulai, he suddenly realized something was wrong. When this person looked out the window lazily, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't see any sadness or frustration at all.

Could it be that he came to talk to him?

Tsk, Zhu Zhian thought in his heart, didn't he tell him all those messy things?

What else is there to do?

Naturally, Zhu Zhi'an didn't think of the possibility that Yan Bulai didn't understand at all.

But despite this, Zhu Zhi'an also felt a little uncomfortable. The image of Yan Bulai in his mind was still that Xiaobai who didn't even know the forum. Oh my god, is Xiaobai starting to deceive people?

The sedan chair smoothly slid across the street, and was finally carried into a small alley.

Although the sun is still shining brightly now, it is already afternoon after all, and there are already some female ticket-holders in this dark alley.

The sedan chair finally stopped in front of a small dilapidated building at the end of the alley.

The bearer put down the sedan chair, and the old bustard greeted from inside the sedan chair the person who made this dilapidated alley flourish.

However, it was not Yan Bulai who got off the sedan chair first, but Zhu Zhian. Zhu Zhian jumped off the sedan chair directly, and then gently and carefully greeted Yan Bulai.

The bearers next to him stared straight at him, Yan Bulai actually couldn't stand this kind of gaze, the most common thing around him was the look of someone trying to kill him.

The old bustard took out a small purse embroidered with pink lotus flowers from her bosom, then opened the purse, and took out a handful of fine silver coins from inside, where she was very careful, and counted every single silver coin ten times.

The bearers looked irritated, and one of them rolled their eyes, with a wretched smile on their face, and then winked at Yan Bulai, who was looking at the surrounding environment, "If you can let that young master kiss me , No, no, just hold my hand, and I don’t want any of my wages.”

As soon as this was said, it was recognized by many people.

The other bearers nodded one after another, expressing that they were willing to do free work, and some even offered to pull the sedan chair for her for free as long as he smiled at him.

Hearing this, the madam covered her mouth with her wide sleeve and laughed again, "Look at what you're saying...you...don't hesitate to put this dirty idea to rest."

She put down her sleeves, glared at the bearers, and frowned, "This young man is also something you can think of? Get the money and get out."

Several bearers took impossibly much silver from the old bustard, and walked away at every step.

The old bustard thought about it in her heart, she could still have a lot of money left this time, she twisted her waist with a smile, walked towards Yan Bulai, smiled and said to Yan Bulai: "My lord...you...what are you looking at?" ?”

Yan Bulai was pulling Zhu Zhian around to see the scenery.

After hearing the old bustard's words, Yan Bulai rubbed his chin, thought for a while and replied: "Here... Fengshui is not very good."

The old bustard was shocked, this young master is really a strange person, even if he is amazing in that aspect, he should not be proficient in everything, especially in Feng Shui.

"My lord..." The bustard hurriedly bowed to Yan Bulai, and then asked impatiently, "Why does your lord think the feng shui here is not good?"

Although she believes that Yan Bulai can turn things around, it doesn't mean that she will believe in Yan Bulai in everything. For a bustard who has lived in a gray area for a long time, this is obviously unscientific.

The words that Yan will not come to be a talent are indeed casual, because this small shop has been here for so long, and it can be seen from the degree of peeling off the walls of this brothel, but it is still empty. It can be concluded that this small shop does not attract many customers.

If we don't talk about software, we only talk about hardware. If Yan doesn't come, he doesn't like this broken place.

But suddenly asked by the bustard...

Yan Bulai pretended to be inscrutable, "Let my little Qingzi tell you..."

Yan Bulai nodded at Zhu Zhian, motioning him to speak.

Zhu Zhian: "..."

You are fucking bullying, I dare not do anything to you, right?

But in view of Yan Bulai's current psychological state, Zhu Zhi'an still used the tricks he used well in real life to coax the old bustler around.

After listening to Zhu Zhian's words, the old bustard nodded to Yan Bulai and said, "My lord is really amazing."

Yan Bulai nodded, and humbly replied: "It's not a big deal."

Zhu Zhi'an: "..." Hehe, I don't speak.

The three of them stepped into the Yihong Courtyard, the building was brightly lit, but... Yan Bu took a look around, this building, to put it nicely, is that you can clearly see the history that this building has experienced , To put it bluntly, well, everyone must know it.

The old bustard smiled and clapped her hands upstairs, "Girls, they are all here to pick up the guests!"

Yan Bulai and Zhu Zhi'an were stunned for a moment, and they both looked upstairs at the same time, probably because they were too deeply poisoned by the TV series, after hearing what the old bustard said, they subconsciously thought of a group of beautiful girls with red sleeves dancing, The scene of floating down from upstairs and filing out.

The two waited for a while, but there was no movement upstairs.Not to mention the beautiful girl, neither of them even saw a bird.

Yan Bulai and Zhu Zhian subconsciously looked at the expression of the old bustard.

The old bustard's face was darkened, and she looked upstairs darkly, and when she suddenly found that Yan Bulai and the two looked over, she quickly smiled.

"Hey, those little bastards... have a big temper." She lowered her head and smiled charmingly, "Let's ignore them for now, can you talk to the slave family about Yihong's future development?"

When she said the last sentence, she raised her head and looked at Yan Bulai, her eyes were full of expectation.

Yan Bulai coughed helplessly, "Where are we going to talk?"

The old bustard led the two of them to the wing room in the building.

The wing room is big and beautiful.

However, no one came to serve.

After Yan Bulai sat down with the bustard, the bustard said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, my lord, since..." She lowered her voice and didn't continue, "There are fewer and fewer people in our building. About delivering water..."

Yan Bulai nodded in understanding, and said to Zhu Zhi'an, "Xiao Qingzi, go get a cup of tea."

Why do you want me to go again?

Zhu Zhi'an cursed in his heart, but he had no reason not to go, he obediently responded yes, learned the location of the kitchen from the old bustard, and was going to boil a pot of water.

The madam apologized.

Zhu Zhian hurriedly said hypocritically: "This is what Qing'er should do."

He thought about it, but he was a little uneasy about letting Yan Bulai and the bustard be alone. What if the bustard and Yan Bulai talked about something during this period, how could it be broken if it involved important options?Judging from his observation of the performance of Yan Bulai's first two dungeons, Yan Bulai will definitely choose the wrong one, and when the time comes, he will make a mistake...

He decided to beat around the bush to remind Yan not to come.

Zhu Zhi'an lowered his head and said to Yan Bu: "I really admire the young master's personal teaching..."

After Zhu Zhian finished speaking, he gave himself a big praise in his heart.

After all, he is the man who wants to lead Yan Bulai to the stallion throne.

It is necessary to teach personally. Only by teaching personally can you win benefits and favorability, and it will also open the ending of the harem.

Although you can't see the benefits, is it better than nothing?And at least it can satisfy the psychology, can't it?

This time what he said was so clear, could Yan Bulai still not understand?

He looked into Yan Bulai's eyes, a pair of beautiful pupils sparkled.

Yan Bulai covered his mouth and coughed twice in embarrassment, then lowered his head, and responded perfunctorily, "Yes, I understand."

Others can't see his eyes, so naturally they don't know that his eyes are full of fear,

Oh my god, what is the relationship between this original body and his little servant?

Also personal teaching...

Yan Bulai felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

Didn't you promise that there won't be any more dramas this time?

So when the procuress asked him how he wanted to teach the girls, Yan Bulai resolutely chose [General Teaching]

The old bustard looked up and down Yan Bulai with puzzled eyes, probably wondering why this person has benefits?

Although Yan Bulai thought he had a decent face, he couldn't stand someone looking at him as if he didn't lift up.

Yan Bulai raised his head proudly, "I'm fine with myself."

If someone else said this, the bustard would definitely think it was a self-deception when she couldn't find a wife, but if it was Yan Bulai, the bustard felt that Wan Fei agreed, after all, the girls in her building really don't have a single face There is no one who can compare with Yan Bulai, even the giants in their industry, Pianluolou, can't find anyone who can compare with Yan Bulai.

Yan Bulai pretended to be arrogant on the surface, but in his heart he was so miserable that he was dying. He really didn't want to live with his left and right hands for the rest of his life.

After the madam asked the teaching questions, most of the worries in her heart were put down, and then she remembered the bad Fengshui that Yan Bulai said when she was outside the door.

She said cautiously: "That's right..."

After all, this matter really should not be managed by Yan Bulai. After all, Yan Bulai's current professional task only needs to train and train the girls so that they can amaze the world.

So the bustard stopped without even expressing a clear meaning.

"Huh...?" Yan Bulai gave an encouraging look.

He didn't do anything well in this game, but he learned how to make eyes that can comfort and persuade others to speak and encourage.

The first to make this look is because the first domineering school girl fell in love with the crush in my dungeon, but he always likes to pretend to be a cannon fodder like a weak little angel...

Yan didn't even know what kind of ghost this was.

Why do people in this game always hesitate to talk.

The old bustard couldn't help but feel her confidence skyrocket when she received Yan Bulai's encouraging eyes, which were different from her usual appearance at this time.

She said, "My lord, didn't you say that our Fengshui is not good? So where should we move?"

Yan Bulai immediately remembered the scenes of handkerchiefs scented by canals and rivers that often appear in TV dramas, one girl after another leaning against the window, winking or waving handkerchiefs, giggling at the passers-by below scenario.

Yan Bulai translated the thoughts in his mind into words and talked to the bustard.

The bustard frowned and said nothing.

Yan Bulai asked: "What's wrong? Is my deduction wrong?"

"Of course not." The bustard said hastily, "It's just..."

She was a little hesitant, but she still said, "This kind of area has been taken over by other famous brothels."

She thought in her heart, even a person as powerful as the young master thinks the feng shui there is good, so it seems that the feng shui there is really good. In this way, the reputation of those brothels is not so good inside, but because of the because of the terrain.

The old bustard was indignant, but this was a problem that could not be solved for the time being. She asked eagerly, "Then...does your master have any other solutions?"

Yan Bulai thought for a while, "..."

"How about changing the name of this brothel?"

He looked up at the bustard and said.

night.

Yan Bulai and Zhu Zhi'an were divided into two rooms, and it was still a little far away, because in this brothel, apart from the few rooms where the girls lived, there were only two upper rooms available.

Yan Bulai readily agrees.

But Zhu Zhian refused. He looked at Yan Bulai aggrievedly, "What if the young master is not served in the middle of the night? I will stay and take good care of the young master."

What Yan Bulai is most afraid of is this sentence, who knows what kind of service you are talking about?If Yan doesn't come, she won't be able to make another messy ending...

This time, he crossed out the option of disturbing the foundation. If he can still play the ending of disturbing the foundation, what does it mean?

Yan Bulai immediately used various nasty reasons such as I feel sorry for you to successfully disgust Zhu Zhian and go back to sleep.

Yan Bulai didn't sleep, and after absorbing the experience of many previous games, he decided to go out at night this time, so that he might encounter some hidden plots.

But he was thinking too naively, what is that at night?

It was party night.

Yan Bulai stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked at the two or three guests who came in from nowhere, then turned back silently.

His appearance this time may really cause big problems.

However, he hadn't taken a few steps when he was stopped by someone. A scantily clad woman approached him, rubbing her hand on Yan Bulai's body, smiling vaguely, "My lord, can I...?"

Yan Bulai silently took a few steps back, "Miss, please respect yourself."

The woman lost her hand, and glanced in the direction of Yan Bulai for a few times, and then she laughed mockingly, "Look at what you said, aren't you here to teach us how to...not respect ourselves?"

Regarding the fact that a top-level training master is coming to their courtyard, it has already started to spread among them.

"Who said that?" Yan Bulai categorically denied, "How could I do such a thing, please believe me, girl."

And even if he wants to do something, the game won't allow it, okay?

The girl obviously didn't believe it, but the sarcasm on her face became more serious. She was still smiling, "Then what are you going to teach me?"

Yan Bulai didn't answer yet.

A dialog box popped up suddenly.

【a. Girlfriends

b. Junior high school status

c. Cheats in Wuzhong]

What the hell is a?Won't it be harmonized?As for b...?Although it looks very domineering, but are you sure that the current dynasty can let girls go to court?Is it a big crime to be found disguised as a man?

As such...

Yan Bulai has heard a saying that conspiracy has no hiding place in the face of absolute force.

Yan Bulai from the armed force group said that there is an explanation for the cliff choice c?

The girl in front of her was shocked, it seemed hard to imagine that a man would ask a soft girl to learn martial arts...

But she quickly thought of some things between martial arts, and she smiled mockingly, "Eh? Martial arts? Doesn't that mean physical contact?"

Why does this girl always think so far?

Yan Bulai frowned, "You think too much, I won't touch you because..."

A transparent interface suddenly popped up in front of Yan Bulai.

[a. Because I have broken sleeves.

b. Because I love to share peaches.

c. Because I love Longyang. 】

Yan Bulai: "..."