The clouds were shining, the sky was clear, and the faint afterglow of the sun waved away the dark night. The sky above the city wall was slightly bright, revealing a touch of fish belly white.

The north tower is high and shady, and does not receive direct sunlight. Although the light inside the house is brighter, it is not dazzling or burning.

Balian slowly opened his eyes, and his consciousness gradually began to return as if he was sleepwalking.

When a demon wakes up from a deep sleep, the feeling is completely different from when an ordinary person wakes up from their sleep in the morning.

Corpse demons are cold, dark creatures that wake up in the long night and look for food as an instinct.

To fall into deep sleep is to fall into imprisonment. For the corpse demon, deep sleep is to use the body as a cage to imprison the soul in eternal silence.

Therefore, when you wake up from a deep sleep, the soul and the dead body are not so easy to blend and control.

It has been a long time since Balian's six senses even returned, and his vision was blurry and difficult to see clearly.

Everything he saw was dizzy and blurry, and his body and limbs were as stiff as a puppet.

Balian had a splitting headache, and felt that his body was extremely tired and weak, and all his energy was being wasted invisibly.

With great effort, he raised his hand, put it on his forehead, and gently rubbed the forehead and soul with his fingers.

However, he unexpectedly discovered that although his body was still weak and tired, the spiritual power and blood in his body were not as exhausted as they were before he fell into coma.

Although the body still contains the tearing power of thunder, the injury has stabilized and has not continued to worsen or spread.

A weak spiritual power condensed on his fingertips, and he slowly rubbed away the black air of death between his brows, and his vision gradually became clearer.

Balian opened his mouth and slowly let out a breath of turbidity.

Under the eyes, the light is dim, the curtains are hanging low, and the gilt Suan Ni beast incense burner slowly spits out light smoke and warm incense.

The morning light penetrated into the room under the thin gauze, and dust danced in the light. The unfamiliar environment made him think that he was still in a dream.

The broken memories are still starting to fit together like a puzzle.

Balian recalled all the experiences he had before comatose, and couldn't help but frown.

Just as he was about to stand up, a warm and fragrant slender jade arm hugged his chest tightly.

Bailian was startled, and then she realized that her head was resting on a soft body.

His already pale face turned pale!

Could it be that while he was sleeping, the big fox really succeeded?

However, the stimulation did not end there. With the recovery of his six senses, Balian discovered that there was more than one delicate arm pressing on him?!

He was suppressed and couldn't get up, and his body, which was used to being cold, was actually warmed by these hot and delicate bodies.

Parian's mouth felt tight and he tried to hold up his neck, but something happened that was enough to make his heart jump out of his throat.

He saw a girl in pink clothes sitting on his belly, holding his chest with both hands, and massaging him gently and gently with her fingers.

This girl looks childish and is no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. Her wide pink dress and skirt are loosely stacked on her shoulders and spread around her waist.

The bellyband of pink twin butterflies hugs a petite snow-white body, and the palace sand is looming in the arms.

Her red lips were rouged, her eyebrows were lined with mature and attractive eyebrow lines, and her clear and clear eyes were full of cowardice and shame.

And there were actually five or six women hugging Bailian's body tightly.

Is this the pansi hole that fell into the goblin?!

When Bailian saw the time, he felt all the blood rush to the top of his head. He shouted angrily: "What are you doing?!"

The girl who was sitting on Balian's body was shaken by the sudden angry roar.

He actually fell down from his body. It was Xu's first time receiving a guest, and Balian was in a good mood even though he was in a coma.

After a hard night of massage and service, she woke up to a thunderous rage. She had never experienced anything like this at such a young age.

She knew that if she didn't like her benefactor's favor the first day, she would be tortured by her mother's cruel methods when she returned.

Thinking of this, the girl felt so sad that she couldn't help but lie on the floor and cry.

Balian looked stiffly at the girl who was wiping her tears with her sleeves on the ground. For those who didn't know, she thought he had done something outrageous to her.

His body regained some strength, he broke free from the entanglement of those Yingying Yanyan's arms, and sat upright.

Pressing the bulging veins on his temples, he asked in a low voice: "Where is this place?"

The ladies sitting behind Balian didn't know why the young man was angry, and saw his puzzled look.

Then they had a bold idea.

Could it be that this young man didn’t know that he was taken to a brothel by his own mother-in-law for prostitution?

A flower girl explained his doubts softly: "Mr. Lang, this is Liangshan City, Anlefang?"

"Anlefang?"

Seeing his confused look, the other flower lady covered her lips and smiled.

"An Le Fang is a famous brothel tile.

Mr. Lang, your wife is so kind to you. In Luyi’s life for so many years, this is the first time I have seen such a considerate and considerate wife."

Brothel tiles?

Brothel Tile!!!

Balian could hardly hold down the bulging blood vessels in his temples.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Where is my wife you mentioned now?"

Following the fingers of those flower girls, Balian looked through the thin blue screen.

He was facing a covetous gaze, which really made people feel tight.

The big-breasted fox, who was thinking of eating him, had a blank expression on his face, but his body was lying gracefully on a beauty couch.

Good guy, there were more than a dozen beautiful and affectionate flower girls surrounding her, and the handkerchiefs in their hands were waving softly and fragrantly.

All the soft and affectionate bodies leaned against her.

Moyo is a furry creature like a vixen, like a dog, and likes to be caressed and rubbed all over its body.

Most of the time, I felt very comfortable being touched and enjoyed it to the extreme.

Although his appearance is dull, the sense of enjoyment between his brows and eyes is really obvious.

This kind of behavior is more like a prostitute than a prostitute!

Bailian was irritated, and his breath was not smooth for a while. He coughed heavily, and a fishy-sweet taste suddenly overflowed from his mouth.

In response to this, Shu Ci frowned heavily and quickly stood up and walked over with a twisted step.

It's not that she's pretending to be coquettish in her walking posture, it's that she really hasn't gotten used to her overly mature body and the few kilograms of flesh on her chest, which made her shoulders sore. She even forgot how to walk when she shook.

It's really embarrassing.

But in the eyes of people who don't know the true meaning, the small waist twisting and twisting seems unnatural.

The way she was squirming around was very pretentious and showy. Compared to this brothel girl, she was even more seductive and a complete vixen.

Balian was dazzled by the two lumps on her chest, and when he saw her approaching, his face turned cold.

He put his palm between the two of them and said: "Stop, don't come near me!"

Although Shu Ci had a submissive temperament, she still walked straight over and held Bai Lian's hand firmly.

She raised her head and thought for a moment, then kept her face blank and carefully touched the back of Balian's hand back and forth.

"Young gentleman, don't be angry, don't be angry, your body is not worth it if you are so angry, your hands are so cold, it really hurts your family."

What's amazing is that with a bitch's sentimental speech, he actually read the text to her.

There was no emotion at all, and his expression was as dull as a cold stone.

But even so, the lethality to Balian is already extremely strong.

No one had ever spoken such frivolous and frivolous words to him.

His eyebrows were raised, and he was about to have an attack, but the dozen or so brothel girls behind Shu Ci started acting like monsters first, wiping their tears with a handkerchief and saying:

"Hey, who's classmate is this girl's ability to turn against others? I've been working hard all night to serve you.

Your young man woke up and didn’t even look at me anymore. When he asked me to touch the girl, the girl’s eyes were so seductive. I was so sad, oh oh oh..."

"I said before that she was nice to talk to, and I wanted to hear more of them, but now I heard nice things from her.

How could Sheng turn around and tell his husband, his heart, even if it is made of stone, should be hurt."

"Oh, who told me that although slaves are girls, they are not as good-looking as a young man? Such unfortunate people have not differentiated between men and women since ancient times.

It is true that people are not as good as a thousand days, and flowers are not as red as a hundred days. Yes, yes, I can't wait for an actor, how can I match your dream of traveling from east to west.

Qingqing's joy is just a show after all, so why should the slaves take it seriously?"

One by one, the actors entered the play with tragic and real emotions. In the small cabin, the performance was extremely lively.

Balian could hardly suppress the surge of his energy and blood.

This big-breasted fox is a bad guy at heart, and he still hasn't learned his lesson.
To be continued...