Chapter 3 Auction Lord (3)

Now, this noble and extraordinary prince is lying on an exquisite couch like a real sleeping beauty, and those Yingying Yanyans are surrounding him, and they all exclaim in admiration:

"Ah, his skin is so good, it's like a lychee that has been peeled off the shell. People really want to eat him."

"Yes, yes, his eyelashes are so long, like two brushes, I like it."

"My God, why is he so good-looking? I'm almost drooling."

"..."

A group of nympho girls chatted proudly around Yuwen, and the saliva was really about to flow into a river.

Where is this?Why so noisy?

Yu Wen Ao Ran only felt dizzy, and what his nose smelled was a strong fragrance of powder, which made him want to sneeze.

"Ah——————" Yuwen sneezed proudly, and finally opened his eyes.

"Ah, he's awake."

"Wow, so handsome."

"I want to touch him."

"I want, too."

So a few bold girls really reached out to touch the man on the bed.

Yuwen was proudly angry, the thunderous fire was burning, and he could feel his stamina smoking lightly.

"Which one of you dares to touch this king, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Yuwen proudly had a very temper, and this incident also caused a lot of anger.

His yell really worked, and several timid Lichunyuan girls were scared to cry by him.

The old bustard came up with her fat buttocks twisted, and persuaded as she walked: "Girls, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this young lady has a bit of a temper, but she's a good guy, hurry up and start shooting, hurry up, don't shoot anymore, But there is no such opportunity.”

"What the hell are you doing?"

The bold girls still walked around proudly around Wen Yu, not afraid of his anger at all.

Yuwen proudly realized that his clothes were disheveled, his chest was half exposed, and he was being discussed by a group of women.

Someone said: "Ten copper coins."

Someone said: "Twenty copper coins."

"thirty"

"forty"

"..."

Prices skyrocketed.

Wen Yu was so proud that he was going crazy, he finally understood where he was, the surrounding environment, so many women dressed in vulgar and vulgar, and the women who kept winking at him were no other than brothels. Second guess.

Yuwen proudly realized in an instant, who brought him here.

He was really angry: "Dongfang Wenying, I want to kill your nine clans—"

"Ahhh-"

Dongfang Wenying, who was counting the money while walking home, looked proud, but the maid Yu'er beside her looked worried: "Miss, you are so bold, it's really true to say that you sold the prince to Lichunyuan!" Sell ​​it."

"Then what's the matter, your lady and I have this ability, how is it?"

Dongfang Wenying looked smug, and rattled the money in her hand.

Yu'er wanted to say something more, but jumped up and down beside her, Dongfang Wenying had already gestured for her to stop.

The two continued to walk forward with one head held high and the other dejected.

In Lichun Courtyard, no matter how violent Yu Wen was, they still couldn't stop the bold girls from being frivolous to him, hugging his face and kissing him endlessly, and tearing his clothes, they almost missed him. Stripped to nothing.

Yuwen proudly regretted that, if he had known today, he should have acted first, and dealt with that ugly girl and stupid girl first.

Fortunately, he failed to withdraw from the marriage, but was sold to a brothel by her, and became the object of these girls' scrambling to get close.

If he hadn't been drugged by that ugly girl, why would he lie here in such a state of embarrassment and be loved by others.

Just when Yu Wen proudly thought that he was really unable to escape the tragic fate of being so-and-so, suddenly there was a burst of shouting in the air: "Stop it!"

(End of this chapter)

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