Chapter 84 Where is the brothel?

"lei, where do you think the brothel here is hiding?" Anchoya scratched his head and stood up on the street looking left and right. It was strange! Don't you usually watch TV, brothels and so on are all on the busy streets? Why haven't the two of them been wandering around for so long and haven't seen half of the rooms that should be used in some special industry?

"Oh, I don't know about that." Thunder was busy admiring all kinds of living fossil-like pavilions, ornaments and other gadgets. He didn't notice what An Qiaoya was talking about, but casually answered a few words and turned to do his own thing.

"Are you listening to me or not?" Anjoya pounded a heavy thunder and successfully attracted his attention, "Why?"

"I said, do you know where the brothel is here!" Anjoa roared loudly and wanted to vent it, but as soon as she finished shouting, she found that there seemed to be something wrong. The people around her pointed at her, so a woman remembered what stupid thing she had just done - a big girl's house loudly asked a man in the street where she was going. Looking for a brothel...jiongrz

"Go quickly..." He couldn't continue to look for the brothel. An Qiaoya shrank her neck, grabbed Thunder's arm, raised her hand to cover her face with her sleeve, and ran forward quickly. It's really embarrassing!

"Touch!" An Joa, who was running, didn't notice that there was suddenly an extra person in front of her, so she made such a gorgeous bump, and her hand holding the thunder was loosened, and she fell into the man's arms.

And Feng Weiqing, who just came over, was hit so hard on the chest by An Qiaoya, so he took a step back to barely stabilize his body, and then subconsciously stretched out his hand. Her small waist was tightly wrapped around the ape arm, fearing that she would fall.

"Oh... it hurts!" Her nose is finished.

"Are you all right?" He grabbed An Qiaoya's shoulders and pushed her out of her arms a little by little. Feng Weiqing lowered his head and looked at her covering her nose. "Where did you hurt?"

"Nose..."

No need to look up, Anjoya also knows who the unlucky man she hit is. She is no stranger to this embrace.

"Feng Gongzi?" Thunder looked at Feng Weiqing in surprise. Did he come after them? Isn't this journey too slow? Fortunately, he is so optimistic about him.

"Ms. Lei." Feng Weiqing nodded to him as a greeting, and then turned his attention to Angioya, "Does your nose still hurt?" He asked and reached out to raise Anjoa's drooping face.

"Please, I have a nosebleed. Come and see if it hurts!" Angioya covered her nose and felt that her fingertips were really warm ** flowing, and she didn't dare to take her hand down. Today, she was really unlucky to get home. First, she was nervous and shouted to find a brothel on the street. Now she bumped into someone. As a result, the person who was hit was fine, but she, the person who hit her, lost her own shame first. Blood.

When you come back to the inn, you must find the shopkeeper to get some salt for her to exorcise evil spirits.

Bleeding?

Feng Weiqing's eyebrows frowned deeper, and it felt as if a mountain had piled up in the center of his eyebrows. After thinking about it and hesitation, he took out a handkerchief with a faint fragrance from his arms, with a white background embroidered with a snow lotus.

"This," he said faintly, and handed the handkerchief to Anchoa. "Wipe it first, and I'll take you to see the doctor."

"I don't..."

"What a fragrant handkerchief," Thunder Dog came over and sniffed the remaining fragrance in the air, "Well, this handkerchief should be given by a beautiful woman, right?"

Beauty...gift?!

Originally, I wanted to say that I was angry, but as soon as I heard Thunder say so, and when I saw Feng Weiqing's reluctance when he just took out his handkerchief, an anger immediately soared from his chest to his brain. How dare he think about that fox spirit?!!! That's disgusting! Unforgivable! Young Master: Hey, what are you excited about? There are too many imaginary enemies, right? A woman: Get out of here and code for me! PIA flies!)

Almost grabbed the silk handkerchief in Fengweiqing's hand. Anjoa stared at it angrily, and then looked up at Fengweiqing. Then, under the incredible gaze of thunder, he covered his nose with a silk handkerchief, snorted heavily, and wiped all the nose and nosebleeds on the handkerchief. And when she did this, her eyes had been staring at Feng Weiqing with resentment.

"Nah, I'll give it back to you!" Kneaded the silk handkerchief into a ball, threw it into Fengwei's hand that was too late to take back, then took Thunder's hand and turned his head to walk sideways towards Fengwei's body, "Lei, let's go drink flower wine!" I'm in a bad mood. If I don't drink, I will kill people.

"But...but...but..." Thunder simply can't laugh or cry. They obviously can't find the brothel, can they? How can you drink flower wine like this? Drinking flower tea is almost the same, "Do we need to find out where the brothel here is first..."

"Insect while walking!" After saying that, An Joya rushed forward harder. If she didn't leave, she was afraid that she would not be able to control the flattening of the pig's head surnamed Chaofeng.

"...Okay." For her loss of love, he reluctantly followed her wishes.

"Wait."

At the moment when Angioya turned around, Feng Weiqing, who had been standing coldly, suddenly opened his mouth and pulled her arm like lightning.

"What's the matter, Feng-gong-zi!"

Taking a deep breath, An, who was close to the edge of the rampage, looked at Feng Weiqing's side face and gritted her teeth and asked word by word.

"Go to the hospital." After leaving three words, Feng Weiqing took her arm and walked forward regardless of whether An Joya was willing or not.

"I'm not going!" He was restrained by his big palm. Although he struggled desperately, he could only follow him in vain. "Let me go."

"As long as you are obedient." Feng Weiqing stopped and looked sideways at her face.

"Impossible!" Anchoa's answer is also resolute. Humph, she is a modern white bone spirit with backbone and integrity. Who is she afraid of?

"Real?" After responding lightly, Feng Weiqing turned his head and continued to walk forward. "Then it's up to you."

"What?!"

"Hey you two! ..." Looking at the two people who went further and further, Thunder, who was left in place, simply didn't know what to say except rolling his eyes. It's really good to ask the two of them to fall in love, or at least think about him as a new companion, right? He is also completely strange to this place, okay? The two of them just left. Where will he go later?

"Hey, don't go so fast, wait for me, hello!"

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"Bum!"

In the backyard of An's mansion, in the study used by An Shengwei, a hurried figure pushed the door vigorously, and because of excessive force, the door panels on both sides made a huge cracking sound of wood, and it was about to hang up.

It's just that the guy who dared to break in didn't have time to pay attention to this and just wanted to rush forward. Big brother."

An Shengwei, who was sitting at the desk and silently listening to the report of Yu Yan, the captain of the film guard, did not move, but raised his eyes slightly to his bold brother who didn't know what etiquette was.

"I heard that Yayan is back, isn't it?" An Shengqing, who almost flew to the desk. He had always been a noble man in front of people, put his waist and supported him on the desk, and his chest fluctuated violently up and down, which showed how fast he was running. Brother, you said it."

An Shengwei did not open his mouth, but leisurely picked up the teacup and leaned against the back of the chair, avoiding An Shengqing's hand that stretched out to grab his clothes, and turned his head to motion him to look aside.

"Cough, Er Shao. I'm here." Yayan, who was completely ignored, reminded An Shengqing to look aside, not to stare at his eldest brother, and occasionally pay attention to the scenery by the roadside.

"Yan Yan!" He rushed over and grabbed Yayan's arm tightly. An Sheng was half hung in front of others. His eyes looked at him with fog, and his ruddy and tenderer lips trembled, as if there were a thousand words to express. That situation was really comparable to Jinggangshan's meeting.

"Liu Shao." Not disturbed by An Shengqing's behavior at all, Ya Yan still maintained his original posture and stood in front of him without humility.

"Yan, come on, tell me, do you have Qiao Ya's whereabouts when you come back this time?"

"Yes."

"Quick, sue... Tell me, Joya, where is Joy now?" Whoo, his poor little sister.

"My subordinate was going to rush to the place mentioned in the letter today to confirm, but as soon as I walked outside the city, I received the news. According to reliable sources, someone had seen a woman who looked like a young lady in Jufu Building this evening."

"Jufu Building? Isn't that in the capital?" An Shengqing couldn't help raising his tone.

"Exact." Yu Yan's face turned solemn, "But when my subordinates took people there, the young lady was no longer there."

"What on earth is Zhang Deyang doing? Seeing that Joya didn't tell me, he was itchy and wanted to fight. An Shengqing gritted his teeth, as if as long as Zhang Deyang appeared in front of him, he would immediately beat him so that he didn't even know his mother.

"Don't worry, my subordinates have sent people to search secretly, and I guess there will be news soon."

"But..."

"Since you know that Joa is in the capital, you can also find someone in person." It was rare that An Shengwei was finally willing to open his mouth after drinking tea.

"Roar! OK, that's it!" As soon as An Shengqing said this, he immediately fell into his mind and rushed out as if he had come. "Brother, thank you for reminding me. I'll go first."

"Bum!" Someone who came and went in a hurry once again pulled the door open and ran out.

This time, the poor door panel finally couldn't support it, and both sides fell to the ground with a splash of dust.

Looking at the suddenly bald door, the two people in the room had a strange expression, as if it was the most natural thing.

He silently looked at the cool door panel lying on the ground and had to change the door again. An Shengwei secretly thought that next time he would change into a thick and key stone door, and the cost would be offset by the second brother's favorite antique.

It is estimated that it is more than enough to change ten thousand pieces of silver to make a stone door.