Chapter 8: Brothel! A place that travelers must pass through!
Speaking of this, Feng Jingrong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. This Feng Jingrong was so similar to her, and this father was so similar to her father, always thinking about her!
Alas~~~How come she is so lucky to meet such a wonderful dad wherever she goes?
She sighed in her heart and heard Feng Jingshu continue: "That's why when my mother just heard you call her mother, she was so happy that she cried with joy!"
"Aren't you so happy that you're about to cry?" Feng Jingrong bumped her shoulder with her elbow and teased.
"I don't care, anyway, you are quite friendly to me and my brother! Hehe~~~" Feng Jingshu laughed a few times. Although she was a little excited just now, she would not run away crying like her mother.
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Feng Jingrong glanced at Feng Jingshu's smiling face and suddenly made a decision. Since she couldn't make her father happy in the 21st century, then she could make her father and her second mother happy here. It seemed that this second mother could also make her father happy.
Not as bad as other mistresses! Moreover, it seems that this sister has some kindred spirits with her!
"Sister, let's go out for a walk!" She pulled Feng Jingshu over and walked out the door!
"Where to?"
"A brothel!"
"Going to the brothel again!" Feng Jingshu's eyes widened again, took Feng Jingrong's hand, and said: "Sister, you go to the brothel every day, aren't you tired?"
"Going every day?" Feng Jingrong looked at Feng Jingshu's serious expression, which didn't sound like a joke. She glanced at the gender of her body suspiciously. She should be a woman, right?
Go to a brothel every day?
"Yes, you just came back from a fight with a man in a brothel, and you suddenly fainted. You almost scared me to death!"
Feng Jingshu's words made Feng Jingrong feel guilty. Don't tell her that this time she traveled through time, she did not possess a dead person, but directly kicked other people's souls away and got in by herself! This is extremely immoral.
Wow!
However, she couldn’t remember how to write the word morality n years ago! It doesn’t matter! She shrugged
"Sister, you can't let me go now just because we used to go there every day." She said to Feng Jingshu in a serious voice: "Have you forgotten that I have traveled through time? Brothels are a must-go for time travellers, do you understand?
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Feng Jingrong decided to pay attention in her heart. In modern times, she thought about going to the red light district every day, but those chicken heads refused to let her in when they saw that she was a female banker. This time, she took advantage of the opportunity to travel through time.
If you don’t go to the bubble, I’ll be sorry for my status as a time traveler!
Moreover, in ancient times, people who dressed up as men would not be found out whether they had vision problems or IQ problems.