Conquer the World

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The beautiful and pleasant Qing squatted down to free Fang's boots, and Fang Jie was taken aback by subconsciously.But he instantly realized that his expression of reality was not a competent customer-guest, and then he smiled to hide his embarrassment: "If you are in a hurry, how about a few drinks with me?"

The Qingren hummed, and got up to pour wine.

Fang Jie sat down again and asked, "What's your name?"

The girl ’s face was trained with a professional smile, like the peach, and the deliberate femininity that was deliberately displayed was not too successful: "My name is Zhuang Die, how do I call my son?"

"Zhuang Die?"

Fang Jie immediately thought of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, but how could this story exist in this world.

"My last name"

Fang Jie smiled and answered.

"Fang Gongzi"

Zhuang Die yelled, and picked up the glass well and delivered it to Fang Jie's lips.She seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally sat up with courage on Fang Jie's lap.This is something she has learned over the years. Although she has not actually used it, she knows how to please men.

Fang Jie's body was slightly stiff, but did not stop Zhuang Die from sitting down.After all, today he is playing a golden guest who is looking for pleasure. He sends Zhuang Die to drink on his lips and smells the girl's body fragrance.If you change the environment, perhaps the solution will not be so uncomfortable.But in places like Qinglou, he was unavoidable.After all, the thinking of the previous life prevented him from enjoying the service of a woman in the blue house naturally. There was still a kind of embarrassment in his heart.

"where are you from?"

He intends to distract his attention. After all, he is not a saint. After all, it is difficult to sit back and relax.

"do not know……"

Zhuang Die smiled and shook his head: "I was bought by my mother when I was very young, and I learned art in this building. My mother seemed to have told me that my hometown should be somewhere in Jiangnan. There are too many children in my family to spend time Then, I sold my sister and I. As for where the mother is, my mother forgot, how could I know. "

Although she was laughing when she said this, she looked sad and sad.

Fang Xie looked at her expression, but found that there was not much sincerity in it.That pitiful and pitiful look was pretending to be eight or nine points, and he immediately awakened.This pitiful dress is also one of the means by which the Qinglou woman pleases the man. The guests felt that she was pitiful and said that they would reward more gold and silver.

When I think of it, most of the girls came to this building at a very young age, and there is really no concept of hometown.But she never looked so sad and sad in her heart. Fang Jie knew that they were all cash cows in the building and would be sold for a high price for the first time.Therefore, before picking up the guests, they are often kept as a lady.They eat well and wear well, and no one abuses them, and they are not bought by abductions. They already know what kind of life they have to face.

It is not pitiful to say pity, but to earn more money.

Everyone said that the opera was innocent bitch-zi ruthless, Fang Jie did not have any prejudice against the blue-story girl, but today I really learned some of their skills, and said that the woman was still young.If those red girls with long experience and humanity, if they pretend to be pitiful and cute, they must be good actors.

"Oh……"

Fang Xing said, "That's a pitiful life experience. Rest assured, I will have a better life in the future."

Zhuang Die was very happy, thinking that he was confused by this son, so he put his head on Fang Jie's chest and said: "This is a pitiful person, where is there a good day. I only hope that the son will be gentler for a while, don't get it It hurts me. If the son does n’t give up, come back from time to time to see me as a poor man. "

After saying this, she began to rub against Fang Jie.The breast that had already begun to take shape rubs back and forth on Fang Jie's chest, and a pair of slender jade hands directly hug Fang Jie's neck.Originally, Fang saw her innocent and could not bear to start.Wake up at this time, this is the blue building, how could I be so idiot?

If today is not coming by herself, then she said at this time that she must be embarrassed by embracing the neck of others.

After thinking about it, Fang Jie had no guilt.He protruded his mouth into Zhuang Die's clothes and kissed a few casually in the collar. Zhuang Die's nose immediately gave a few sweet moans.Even if he knew that this moan was also performed, Fang Jie was still stunned.

The girl learned what he really did, and in a moment he thickened Fang Jiechao's breath.The thing underneath was uneasy, and the girl straddled-sitting on him, petite buttocks flapping back and forth, and the taste was wonderful.Zhuang Die put Fang Jie's hands on his hips, and then began to unbutton his clothes.Only two were untied, and fair-skinned water-like skin shook Fang Jie's eyes.

According to the practice of the Central Plains, a woman must be married when she is 13 or 14 years old.This Zhuang Die is also fifteen or sixteen years old when she looks old.However, it was only in this blue building that it was personnel, and it was inevitable that there was some nervousness.The learned skills are somewhat awkward, but after all, the girl itself is charming enough.

After ten minutes of intimacy in this way, Zhuang Die's breath was also rapid.She could feel the behemoth beneath her already buoyant, remembering what the girls said when they laughed, and bumped into her heart like a deer.How can you cope with such a big thing with your heart?But when she thought that the older the sisters said, the more happy she was.

She pulled off her jacket, revealing the red tube top inside.The young girl's healthy and tender skin is exposed, and the flowers that bloom are generally attractive.She was holding Fang Jie ’s hand on her chest. When the big hand was about to cover her chest, the seemingly emotional son suddenly withdrew his hand and said, “Still drink a few bars first. . "

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Fang Jie picked up the drunk Zhuang Die and put it on the bed, then tried to make sure she was drunk and unconscious.Take off the rather generous brocade, revealing a black, hard suit inside.

Pulling out a black facial tissue from the skin on the waist to cover his face, he first walked to the door and listened, then checked whether the door was inserted properly.When he was ready, he opened the back window and looked out. No one turned and jumped out of the backyard.When outside, he hooked the window sill with one hand and closed the window with one hand.

The backyard of Xinyue Building is a separate residence for those high-profile red girls, one by one.Fang Jie landed in a courtyard, and there was no sound made by the light.When turning out of this small courtyard, Fang Xie faintly saw two people with intertwined stripes in the room, and the kind of ecstasy moaning into his ears.

Fang Jie couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, then turned over the wall.

Along the small alley behind the Crescent Moon, Fang Jie Cheetah walked through the night.Soon he ran through two alleys and stopped outside a family's courtyard wall.He first listened for a while, then didn't notice anything strange, and then jumped on the wall.This yard is not too small.The black house in the front was obviously unoccupied, but the back was lit.

Fang Jie came down from the wall and quickly walked through the front yard to the back by the moonlight.He concealed himself behind a tree and looked towards the lighted room.The light reflected a person's shadow on the window, and it looked like he was pacing back and forth.It seems that such a big yard is only a person living alone in that room.

Fang Jie approached the room lightly and affixed his ear to the outside of the window.

There was only the sound of footsteps moving back and forth in the room, and the pace was a little messy.Often when a person is alone, he behaves like this. Obviously he is uneasy, and he does n’t know what annoyance the man in the house has encountered.Fang Jiexin thought that I will help you out of trouble today. Who can call us old friends?

Just as he straightened up to blow in the smoke he had prepared, the man in the room suddenly whispered.

"Sneaky little thief, this is also the place where you come to make time? Today's Lord is in a bad mood, it's just you damn it!"

Fang Jie was shocked and said that this man was extremely alert.It was discovered by him that he was about to stand up and prepare for the battle, but he didn't see any movements from the people in the room. After a while, the solution was clear.The guy in the room didn't find himself at all, but he didn't know what secrets were so careful.As expected, he would not say many times in a night.Only when a person is extremely nervous, will this kind of almost mad reaction.

Fang Jie knew that the people in the room should have at least four or five grades of cultivation, and it is not difficult to deal with such people with his current strength.The difficulty is that it cannot be noticed, and if the people in the room shout, it will inevitably attract the officers and soldiers who patrol the city.

He wanted to use smoke to bring down the people in the house, but now he suddenly changed his mind.Fumbled from the body and threw the small bottle of smoke into the corner.A click came out softly, and the shadow of the man in the room froze stiffly, followed by a slamming of the window, and a figure with a knife fluttered out of the room like a night eagle, and went straight to the sound local.

As soon as the man came out, Fang Xie straightened up and turned into the house lightly.The man turned around in the yard, and soon found the bottle of smoke.Picking up the bottle and looking at it, the man sneered and said to himself: "A thief who didn't know death dared to come in here, but he had a good skill. I didn't even notice it when I went outside.

This smog is something that only the thieves of Xia Jiu Liu will use. How can a famous master put down his identity and use this.But Fang Jie didn't have this consciousness, and he used whatever he used.

The man turned around in the yard and jumped over the wall again.After confirming that there was no one, he returned with a horizontal knife, jumped into the house from the window, and closed the window again.Before turning around, I saw a man in black squinting at himself.He was overwhelmed with shock and subconsciously stabbed out.

This knife even brought out Ling Ran's anger, but he hadn't had time to send it out. The man in black had punched heavily on his lower abdomen. Before the next turn, the black man closed his mouth before shouting. The black man cut another palm on his neck, and the man fell down softly.

Fang Jie took out the extremely tough tendon rope from the skin and tied the man to a strong one.After tying it up, he closed his mouth again, and then took a closer look at the room.This man guarded the house so carefully, there must be something that made him nervous.

Fang Jie searched the house carefully for a while, but found nothing.Because he could not delay too long, although he wanted to find it carefully, he could only leave quickly after all. What he was worried about was that if his fellow party returned, it would be difficult for him to get out again.He was the only one here to catch up with the good time, and he had to leave quickly after he succeeded.

Fang Jie carried the man on his shoulders without blowing out the candles. He stepped on the footprints of the man before stepping out of the window and left quickly.

He ran out of the two alleys in one breath, carefully avoided the patrol officers, and threw the man under a locust tree and immediately turned away.As he walked, Shen Qing, who had been waiting for half an hour on this locust tree, fluttered down, carrying the man's rapid departure and disappearing into the night quickly.

Fang Jieyuan Road returned to Xinyue Building, and the people in the house were still in love when they passed that small courtyard. Fang Jie secretly said that he was in good health, then drilled back to Yuxuan from the back window.

Quickly changed the clothes, Fang Jie sat beside the bed and watched the shirt fade away, most of them still sleeping Zhuang Die.

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