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Chapter 317 Qiaoer

 In the wing room, a strange fragrance fills your nostrils.

Inside the door, there are cool and green grass and green vines, and toys of the same color are placed all together.

There is an earthen vase on the eucalyptus, which contains several chrysanthemums, several books, and tea cups.

There is a green gauze curtain hanging on the bed, and the quilt is gorgeous, with embroidered fire phoenixes at dawn on it.

After bypassing the screen and walking in, he saw a graceful woman lying on her side on a wooden bed, staring straight at the man who came in.

Cao Su was tall and walked in front.

Like a mountain, it blocks the view inside the house.

The woman's breath couldn't help but suffocate slightly.

But she quickly adjusted and greeted Cao Su with her standard "love-filled face" attitude.

"Official~"

The soft and tingling sound can be seen from the bones.

The girl lifted up the gauze on her body, and like a beautiful snake, she approached Cao Su and lusted after his body. How could she feel "uncomfortable" at all?

Um?

Cao Su stretched out his hand to stop the enthusiastic girl.

"Miss Qiao'er, you've finally come out. You can make it easier for us, Mr. Cao, to wait."

Yang Ping appeared behind Cao Su, and he was obviously an old acquaintance.

Miss Qiaoer spat, looking at Cao Su with bright eyes.

To be fair, the girl is indeed very good-looking, especially with the hint of charm in the corners of her eyes, and she always wears bold clothes just right, exposing her delicate body, which adds a lot of temptation.

No wonder Guo Quan died...

Thinking of this, Cao Su looked at Qiao'er with a strange look, always feeling that there might be some blood stains on her smooth body.

He quickly threw away the random thoughts in his mind and looked at Qiao'er with calm and scrutinizing eyes.

Qiaoer covered her mouth and smiled sweetly: "Good things have to take a long time!"

Cao Su walked to the room, minding his own business, and Yang Ping closed the door. The lady outside the door was touched by the door and walked away unhappily, not listening anymore.

I secretly took a sip, thinking that these city dwellers were really having fun.

Cao Su sat next to the tea seat, and Yang Ping showed Cao Su some tea.

Qiaoer looked at Cao Su and Yang Ping with beautiful eyes, obviously she was prepared.

"sit."

Cao Su turned his back on the guests and sat in Qiaoer's wing.

Qiaoer smiled and sat on the stool, putting her feet back, exposing her white ankles and toes.

"This is Master Cao. I have something to ask you."

Yang Ping walked to Cao Su's side and stood next to him.

Cao Su looked at Qiao'er and felt that there was no strong aura about her, she seemed to be just an ordinary singer.

"Miss Qiao'er, there are some things that you will definitely tell me even if I don't ask, right?"

Qiaoer was stunned and blurted out: "If you don't ask, how can I say it myself?"

Cao Su looked at the surrounding decoration in the wing room. It was indeed extremely luxurious and the decoration was considered to be first-class in the world. No wonder it is common for people to spend a hundred taels of silver in a night in this kind of place.

When it's time to choose an oiran, it's not unusual to spend a thousand taels or even ten thousand taels a night.

Cao Su sneered and said, "You seem to be very inactive."

"Could it be that when Brother Guo comes, if he doesn't take action, you won't take off your clothes?"

Qiaoer's face changed slightly and she suddenly stood up. Although she was prepared, she was still shocked by Cao Su's "vulgarity": "You..."

Why is it that if you can't say more than two sentences, your style of painting is wrong?

Yang Ping quickly opened his mouth to smooth things over: "Miss Qiaoer, don't be angry, Mr. Cao also tells the truth."

After he said this, he obviously felt that he was adding fuel to the fire.

Qiaoer's eyes were wet with anger and she felt extremely insulted.

Cao Su doesn't care about that. This woman has a lot of drama, and she keeps having sex with him here.

He sneered: "Brother Guo died in your room. An upright young man from the empire died in such an unexplained way during the good years of his loyalty to the country. Shouldn't you take some responsibility? And you still come out laughing like this.

Welcoming guests?”

Qiaoer was kicked in the nose and eyes by Cao Su and cursed wildly.

She cried bitterly: "Master Cao, I don't want this to happen, but what can a weak woman do? Although Master Guo's incident is rare, it is not the first time in our Baihua Building."

"Although people are dead, life still goes on. Originally, I didn't come out today. Didn't you call me out?"

She felt that she was wronged, and tears flowed out.

He was obviously crying there, but he kept flipping his hair. While crying, he looked at Yang Ping with aggrieved and weak eyes, as if he was asking for help.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Yang Ping coughed dryly: "Brother Cao, what Qiaoer said makes sense."

Cao Su got to the point and asked, "I don't care about you so much. Tell me everything about what happened that day."

"If you are even the slightest bit false, I will send you to see Brother Guo, and you will become a pair of miserable mandarin ducks."

"If you tell me the truth, I can give you a good thing."

Cao Su was threatening and tempting, his eyes were cold and full of murderous intent, like a machine without any emotion at all.

Murderous aura permeated Qiaoer's body, and she trembled all over, her face turned pale with fear.

She really felt Cao Su's murderous intention. Cao Su was not joking with her. Cao Su really had this idea.

To talk about murder in such a light manner, who is this Mr. Cao?

She was worried, and under coercion and inducement, she had no choice but to tell the whole story.

"On that day, Mr. Guo and Mr. Yang came to the backyard room. According to our rules in Baihua Building, if you receive guests in the middle of the night, you can get a reduced fee."

Yang Ping scratched his head in embarrassment and quickly interrupted: "No need to go into these details, let's focus on the key points."

Qiao'er said calmly: "No one ordered me that day, so Mr. Guo ordered me. I changed into clean clothes and came to the wing. I have been quietly waiting for Mr. Guo's arrival...

.Ah yes, just like I was waiting for you two today, but it was already late at night..."

"... Mr. Guo is a good talker. After entering the house, he kept asking me to talk about some things about his hometown. He and I had a very good chat. If the scene was not wrong, we could actually get to know each other more deeply. Ichiban..."

Isn’t this in-depth enough?

Yang Ping shook his head and continued to listen to Qiao'er's story.

"Afterwards, he said he would take me back to his hometown, saying that there were flocks of cattle and sheep there, and they were carefree. They no longer had to depend on others and live a miserable life like they did in the capital city..."

"That night was also a very wonderful night. Mr. Guo and I fell in love..."

Qiaoer showed a hint of shyness and sweetness, as if she was recalling the beauty of that night.

She talked a lot and described it as if she was actually on the scene. It also proved that Brother Guo Quan was indeed very brave that night. He charged several times and never fell behind.

Later, she was defeated and fell asleep, knowing nothing else.

When he woke up the next day, Guo Quan had no sound.

"Did you really die on your belly?" Yang Ping heard this and already believed most of it.

Cao Su couldn't find too many flaws in Qiao'er's words, but there was only one place that made him feel a little inappropriate.

"Brother Cao, what should I do?"

Yang Ping felt that Qiaoer had said it well, saying everything that should be said and what should not be said without reservation, and was very sincere.

Now two big men blocked the little girl in the room and threatened her. He really felt a little ashamed and wanted to leave here quickly.

My skin is still a little thinner.

Cao Su just sat still. He looked at Qiao'er with his eyes. He remained silent and did not speak.

Suddenly, he stretched out his arm and grabbed Qiaoer who was sitting there.

Qiaoer looked horrified, and before she could react, Cao Su pinched her neck.

The slender neck like a swan was completely held in Cao Su's hand.

The incident happened so quickly. As soon as Yang Ping blinked his eyes, Cao Su took action.

Why?

Yang Ping was stunned, and quickly came over to pull Cao Su: "Brother Cao, it won't happen, it won't happen."

Cao Su stared at Qiao'er, and the murderous aura in his body surged toward Qiao'er as if it were real.

Qiaoer closed her eyes in pain, and was lifted out by Cao Su. She struggled feebly, like a pinched swan, beautiful and fragile, without any resistance in the face of powerful and evil forces.

Cao Su observed it for a while and found nothing wrong.

He let go of his palm, and Qiaoer fell directly to the ground, with a "wow" sound, and retched in pain.

She looked at Cao Su in horror and hurriedly backed away, not daring to get closer to Cao Su.

"You have passed the test, but Brother Guo's matter is not over yet."

"You performed well, I hope you can keep it up."

After Cao Su finished speaking, he turned and left.

Yang Ping looked at Cao Su, then at Qiao'er, who was kneeling on the ground in panic, covering her neck and chest, and sighed helplessly.

"Miss Qiao'er...this..."

"Don't take it to heart. Brother Cao is also concerned and will be confused. He is not like this usually."

Qiaoer's eyes were red and her face was still aggrieved.

He whispered softly: "It's okay, I understand. He is also doing it for Mr. Guo. I can see that they have a good relationship. If it were me, I would be anxious."

Seeing Qiaoer being so considerate, Yang Ping felt even more sorry.

He took out a bag of silver from his pocket and put it in Qiaoer's hand.

"I've wronged you. I'd like to express my gratitude to you. Go back and buy some ointment to rub it on..."

He glanced at Qiao'er's neck and found that there were already five red and purple finger prints on Bai Jiu's neck. Cao Su didn't hold back at all and almost crushed her.

Is it appropriate to pinch such a thin neck like this?

He shook his head, stood up, and went to chase Cao Su who left.


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