Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? At this time, when I came to this heady place again, the iron blue on Feng Hongyin's face never faded.

He poured himself a large glass of wine slowly, and drank it again.

Ye Chuijin poured wine for him, but he didn't refuse.

The relationship between the two is obviously the relationship between the girl in the brothel and the benefactor, but Feng Hongyin relied on the aura of his body to turn the whole room into a battlefield, quite an atmosphere of depression and cold water.

After drinking enough wine at this time, he finally raised his head and looked at the person in front of him blankly.

"Are there rouge?"

Ye Chuijin was stunned, then leaned obediently: "Yes."

"bring here."

She walked to the dressing table. Although she didn't know what he was thinking, she took out the rouge from the dressing table and handed it to him.

"sit down."

Feng Hongyin doesn't have the slightest feeling.

After she sat down, Feng Hongyin opened the rouge box without hesitation, dug out a half box of rouge with his hands, and rubbed it on her face fiercely.

Ye Chuijin's eyes widened, this time he didn't have to be overwhelmed by acting, he would be very overwhelmed.

"Lord?"

"Shut up." Feng Hongyin was in a bad mood and didn't bother to listen to her.

The low air pressure all over his body was as if he were in the deep ocean, Ye Chuijin closed his mouth.

After applying rouge on her entire face, Feng Hongyin slammed her on the table again.

"Lord?"

Just when Ye Chuijin wanted to continue to weep in a lovely tear, Feng Hongyin looked at her up and down, and then stretched out his hand to hold her hand in his hand.

Her hands are extraordinarily small, and her fingers are long and soft.

Feng Hongyin squeezed her hand and rubbed it up and down like a masseur in a blind massage parlor.

After rubbing for a few seconds, there really was another sound in his mind. 】

Just like yesterday, as soon as the task was completed, Feng Hongyin released his hand, turned and left again without looking back.

He came and left for two consecutive days. After less than ten minutes, the girls in the entire Cuiyu Tower began to spread some rumors.

When Ye Chuijin went to the streets the next day, he found that this rumor had spread throughout the capital.

The two wives who were shopping whispered: "Hey, have you heard that, I wish the prince seems to have some health problems."

"Huh? What's the problem?"

The talking lady looked around, and whispered to her little sister: "I heard, I wish the prince can only hold on for a while."

"Really? But he looks very burly."

"Hi, I can't see the embroidery needles that I can use."

The two ladies talked and left, Ye Chuijin applauded dumbfounded: "Awesome."

Feng Hongyin originally didn't know that the capital had started to spread rumors like this again, but who was Xing Fang? The little prince of capital gossip.

When he got down, he winked and told Feng Hongyin about it.

Feng Hongyin was so angry that he went back and raised the table again. When he went to Cuiyu Tower in the evening, he finally succumbed to the **** of the rumors. After drinking a full hour of wine, he shook his body and grabbed her hand again. , Pressed her on the table.

Today's task is: He sniffed her hair, smiled and kissed it.

Feng Hongyin originally took the cloth and prepared to cover her hair with the cloth, but the prince Zhu, who drank too much, looked at the people under him and gritted his teeth: "You...you said that if you are not a brothel How good is the woman?"

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