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Chapter 898 All the pornographic articles I wrote came true (70)

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    The distance between the two of them was neither far nor close, just walking along like this.

    When she reached a deserted alley, she stopped at the door of a house, pursed her lips and blessed him with a smile.

    The dull man stretched out his hands in a panic, wanting to help but not daring to help, for fear of disturbing the beauty.

    "Wu Lang, be careful on the road." Her voice was soft and shallow, with a smile.

    Zhou Wulang's honest and slightly dark face suddenly turned red, and he stammered in response: "Heyhey, I know, you should be careful alone."

    The two looked at each other silently for a while, then she turned around and returned home with a slight smile.

    The dull Wu Lang stood at the door, and after a while he left happily with a smile.

    Feng Hongyin was watching from not far away.

    She used to be a famous prostitute in the capital, and the men she came into contact with were either rich or noble, and they were all well-educated Confucian scholars, and they talked about romantic affairs.

    She will be wearing a white coat, with the most fashionable fairy hair in the capital, and half a light red plum blossom between her eyebrows.

    Those hands were used to play the strings of the piano, but now they are so self-degraded, walking on the street with a country boy who looks frustrated and ugly, and smiling because of the hosta that can be bought with a little bit of silver.  .

    Feng Hongyin slowly walked to her door.

    This house looks very small. There are years of moss on the damp walls, and dead branches stretch out from the courtyard and spread outside the wall.

    The red paint on the door is mottled and old, and it looks quite old.

    Feng Hongyin looked at the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

    "Who is it?" A familiar voice came from the door, but Feng Hongyin did not answer.

    After a while, the door was opened.

    She probably thought Wu Lang had forgotten something, so she came back and knocked on the door again, with a faint smile on her face.

    And when he saw the person in front of him, his smile suddenly froze.

    She took two steps back, lowered her head, and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty."

    Feng Hongyin looked at her and stretched out his hand to help her up.

    After she stood up, the smile on her face had disappeared, leaving only a calm calmness.

    "I wonder why the prince came here this time?"

    Feng Hongyin stared at the person in front of him firmly, and then turned his eyes slightly.

    She was wearing a very cheap-looking hairpin in her black hair, which was an eyesore no matter how much she looked at it.

    Feng Hongyin stretched out his hand to take off the hairpin, but was dodged.

    She looked at him warily, but worried about his identity, her attitude remained respectful: "Why is the prince here?"

    "For you." Feng Hongyin replied without thinking.

    This answer startled her.

    Feng Hongyin looked at her straightly.

    "Why did you leave Cuiyu Tower?"

    The person in front of him was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to ask such a question.

    "I went to Cuiyu Tower to find you and said that you redeemed yourself, but no one knows where you went"

    He rarely wanted to reminisce with her and talk about their past friendship.

    He has never been worried about anyone, and he has never been so sober as now.

    "Your Majesty," she said with a pale look on her face, looking particularly alienated under the dim moonlight: "No woman would want to enter a brothel and become a prostitute unless she has no other choice."

    Feng Hongyin had a meal.

    Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he said a dry "hmm" and then continued: "I saw you on the street and I still didn't dare to recognize you. Why are you dressed like this?"

    She was wearing a slightly bloated cotton-padded jacket today, and her dress was not fairy-like at all.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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