Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 410 Only Knowing What Gentle Township Is

She tried her best to be lingering and gentle, and took out all the means of caring for women that she had learned in her life.

Not to mention spending thousands of dollars, there must be thousands of gold.

He was hurting both his money and his body. If he didn't want to, this woman was completely unmoved.

As the saying goes, what you can't get is the best.

The man's self-esteem is causing trouble. What he wants now is not only the Beauty Pavilion, but also this coquettish and arrogant woman.

After spending so much effort, if he doesn't succeed in suppressing this woman, he will be a man in vain!

Feng Wuyan opened the door to do business, although he knew that this man was uneasy and kind, but he did not play tricks or cheat or rob women.

Right on time, the gentleman pursued her tenderly, spending a lot of money to let her drink with her, but she couldn't refuse.

However, it is impossible to make her drink too much.

The two came and went, mediating hypocritically, usually the man in front of him drank two, and she would drink one.

Jia Pan didn't care, so he spent time with her slowly, thinking about finding a chance to do it later.

But at this moment, seeing her drinking wine, her eyebrows and eyes are like silk, her lips are fluttering, and there are all kinds of amorous feelings between her frowns and smiles, which makes people's heart itch.

I couldn't help smiling, and leaned over, with a gentle and considerate face, affectionate, "Your appearance is so beautiful, it makes me intoxicated, and only when I have you, I know what a gentle township is."

Feng Wuyan giggled when she heard it, her voice was fake and sweet, "Is that so, the three thousand wives and concubines in Mr. Jia's house, can they only be seen but not touched?"

"How do you say that sentence, I look back lazily through Hua Cong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king.

Since I have you, other women are like dust in my eyes, but I only have you in my heart, you can tell by touching. "

After he finished speaking, he took her soft and pale little hand and pressed it to his heart.

Feng Wuyan pulled it back calmly, picked up the jug on the side and poured him a glass of wine.

She giggled and said, "Young Master Jia really knows how to joke. I, a prostitute, can't compare to your backyard beauties. I just know how to make people happy by talking nonsense."

"The conscience of heaven and earth, the sun, the moon and the stars testify, ever since I met you, I have always had you in my heart, I am haggard because of Yixiao, even lovesickness medicine can't cure my lovesickness.

Xiaoyan, you are a girl from every family, you come out to earn money to beg for life, I feel so distressed when I see you, I will marry you home, hold you in the palm of my hand and love you, take care of you for the rest of my life, and promise you prosperity for the rest of your life, okay? "

After he finished speaking affectionately, he raised his big hand, wanting to grab her snow-white hand again.

How many women were coaxed back home by his sweet talk.

Women, just eat this set.

Feng Wuyan is not that kind of ignorant woman, a coldness flashed across her eyes.

This stinky man wants to do something after spending a few more stinky money. It's so disgusting.

Damn, if she hadn't considered the long-term business, she would have stabbed him with a silver needle.

He took his hand away calmly, and said with a charming smile on his face, "Mr. Jia, do you want to listen to the piano or the opera today? I'll ask someone to come up and perform for you."

Jia Pan couldn't touch her little hand, so he simply picked up a glass of wine and put it to her lips.

He said softly, "Today, my son, I don't want to listen to the piano or the opera, but I just want to chat with the little beauty, beauty, come and drink a cup of wine that I poured myself."

Feng Wuyan has never drank the wine poured by others, she is not afraid of [-] but just in case.

Raising his soft and boneless hand, he gently pushed it away, and said with a coquettish smile, "How can I ask Mr. Jia to pour wine? Come, I will toast Mr. Jia."

After that, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine into his hand.

Jia Pan was not happy, and wanted to let her drink, but the wine cup was pushed to her lips again.

He tilted his head a little bit, staring at her bright red lips, almost wanting to kiss her.

(End of this chapter)