After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 337
Mu Lingyue's eyes widened. Although she didn't see anyone, the voice was indeed Mo Xuanyu, and she would never hear it wrong.

Her eyes widened in surprise, her lips parted slightly, how could Mo Xuanyu be in Lichunyuan?
If it is said that he came to visit the brothel like other men, he would not believe it if he killed her.

She felt a little cocky.

When she thought of the cold and lonely, fairy-like Mo Xuanyu being surrounded by a group of brothel girls, she actually wanted to laugh.

He sounded visibly angry.

This Lichun Courtyard is on Wanchun Road.

Wanchun Road is the most famous street in Shuicheng. The brothels here are next to each other, each family is larger in scale, and the girls of each family are prettier than the girls of the same family. It can be said that it is the best place for men to visit brothels.

Those who can open brothels to Lichun Courtyard have some strength.

Didn't he get lost and came here by accident?
Although he was angry, the enthusiasm of the girls was not frightened by the indifference in his words.

"Young master, don't be shy..."

"Ouch, the young master is so cute when he's shy."

"Young master, what are you doing wearing a mask? I think you must be so good-looking, so you wear this mask. Why don't you ask me to take off the mask so that our sisters can appreciate your real face?" Sample..."

The girls around were too big, and Mu Lingyue couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Hearing that a girl said that she was going to take off Mo Xuanyu's mask, Mu Lingyue's eyes lit up, and she felt a bit of anticipation in her heart.

She has always been curious about Mo Xuanyu's real face.

Generally speaking, there are only two situations for people wearing masks.

One is that they are extremely ugly and dare not show their true colors to others.

One is that they are very good-looking, and they are afraid that people will be troubled if they see their real appearance.

It is absolutely impossible for Mo Xuanyu to be the first type.

"what..."

The woman's weeping and crying mixed with screams sounded one after another.

"Presumptuous, my son is also something you dirty women can touch?"

With an angry reprimand, all the girls who formed a group dispersed one after another.

There are colorful lanterns hanging on both sides of the two roads, shining brightly like daytime.

Mu Lingyue could see clearly that there were five bright red finger prints on the fair and tender faces of several girls, needless to say, she knew whose masterpiece it was.

Hong'er's temperament was not very good in the first place, but now she was even more frowning, with a cute little face, and a whip in her hand, which was thrown on the ground by her, making a crackling sound. .

She snorted coldly, "Who dares to come here again, don't blame my aunt's whip for not having eyes."

The girls seemed to be frightened. They didn't expect there to be such a violent and arrogant woman. Groups of three and five looked at her, discussing in low voices, but they didn't dare to go forward.

Mo Xuanyu's white clothes were wrinkled, and his cold eyes were filled with anger, "Hong'er, is this the most distinctive feature you asked about?"

Hong'er looked at him blankly, with an aggrieved and innocent expression, "My lord, I don't know that this Wanchun Road is such a place..."

Mo Xuanyu was so angry that he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Hong'er was stunned, and chased after her with a whip, "My lord, my lord, I really can't blame this servant, who doesn't know anything."

(End of this chapter)