After learning that Qingmeng's body was clean, Long Chen was planning to do something, but he didn't expect a little girl to get in.
He even pointed at Long Chen and shouted that he was a pervert!
Long Chen was so embarrassed that he had to pull up his bellyband again to cover his pale body.
"Stop yelling, you don't know what you think I'm doing."
This little girl is almost the same as Ya'er, so she must be Ya'er's younger sister.
"Are you Ya'er's sister?"
Long Chen sat upright and looked very serious.
The little girl peeked through her fingers and saw that Long Chen stopped playing, so she put down her hand.
"Sister? Who said that? I am her sister!"
The little girl climbed onto the chair and sat down, her legs dangling in the air.
Long Chen was stunned and speechless...
"Which of you is the sister? Who is the sister?"
The little girl said firmly: "Remember, my name is Xiaoqin, I am the elder sister, and Ya'er is my younger sister!"
Long Chen didn't bother to care who the older sister was.
"Did Ya'er tell you?"
Xiaoqin nodded and said: "As I said, if you want to track Ji Ba's whereabouts, I can help you track it. This is my strength."
Long Chen looked at Xiaoqin's short legs dangling on the chair and asked, "Just because of your short legs?"
Tracking requires a lot of leg strength, because it is impossible to track on horseback, as the target would be too big and the sound would be too loud.
Trackers generally rely on their feet, so they can walk on any terrain and hide easily.
Therefore, it stands to reason that the tracker should have long legs.
Xiaoqin's legs are too short.
Xiaoqin looked at her short legs and said unhappily: "I am good at Qinggong, but my long legs are great!"
Long Chen glanced at the long-legged Qingmeng girl and said, "Long legs are so fun!"
Xiaoqin is speechless...
"My wife said that you are a hungry ghost in lust, it is indeed true!"
Long Chen rolled his eyes at Xiaoqin and asked: "Tomorrow's events are very important, and they are also very important to your Dragon Gang."
"Tracking Ji Ba's whereabouts is the key, are you sure?"
All joking aside, things must be settled.
Xiaoqin also calmed down and said, "No problem, I'm here specifically to track down and find out for you."
"However, this is private work, so..."
Xiaoqin stretched out her hand and made a gesture asking for money.
"They are indeed sisters!"
Long Chen couldn't help but complain.
"Your...sister took the money away. I can only give it to you next time."
Xiaoqin pouted and said: "Next time? Pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. I only accept cash."
Long Chen searched all over his body, and finally only had ten gold bars left, leaving one for Qing Meng, and there were still nine available.
Long Chen planned to comb Qing Meng, and took one blood, which was not much for a gold bar.
"Eight gold bars!"
Long Chen placed eight gold bars on the table.
Xiaoqin jumped down from the chair and took the gold bar into her arms, with a visible look of joy on her face.
"Sister Ya'er has always said that you are handsome, and it is indeed true. You are so handsome!"
Long Chen laughed twice and said: "The more money you have, the more handsome you will be!"
Xiaoqin hid the gold bar in her arms and patted the clothes on her chest with satisfaction.
Only then did Long Chen notice that Xiaoqin's chest was not wrapped, and she had a small figure with a big white rabbit.
This pair of Rowley sisters must be very exciting to play.
"What are you looking at?"
Xiaoqin noticed Long Chen's greedy gaze and quickly covered her chest.
"You sisters all have quite a big... inheritance?"
Long Chen stared at Xiaoqin's chest with philosophical eyes.
"They're all pretty big? How do you know Ya'er is big too?"
Ya'er didn't like being big and kept her breasts covered all the time. Long Chen actually knew that?
"How will you give me the news tomorrow?"
Long Chen returned to the topic.
"Take this with you so I can find you."
Xiaoqin took out a small sachet and threw it to Long Chen.
Long Chen smelled it and found a faint milky scent.
"Are you still drinking milk?"
Long Chen asked doubtfully.
Xiaoqin was stunned...and then said after a long while: "How old am I, and I still drink milk?"
Long Chen nodded and said: "This sachet has a milky scent. I thought you guys haven't grown up yet."
Xiaoqin was so angry that her face turned red and her neck was thick. She kept the sachet on her chest, so...
"Pervert, big pervert!"
After Xiaoqin finished cursing, she turned into a shadow and went out of the window.
"Good body skills, good Qinggong!"
Long Chen exclaimed in admiration, the Qinggong of this Xiaoqin was really good.
The person left, leaving a man and a woman alone in the room.
Under the dim candlelight, the Qingmeng girl woke up faintly. The drunkenness had not passed yet, so she turned over weakly and lay on her side facing Long Chen.
"Sir..."
The voice is delicate and weak, endearing.
Long Chen stood up and sat next to him, reached out to unbutton his cheongsam, and said softly: "Miss Qingmeng is drunk."
Qing Meng was drunk but her mind was still clear. She knew what Long Chen was going to do.
"Young master... this is my first time, please be gentle."
Qingmeng slowly closed her eyes.
Being in a brothel, picking up clients was a matter of time, morning and night, so Qing Meng did not resist.
Seeing Qing Meng like this, Long Chen felt pity in his heart.
Picking up Qingmeng, Long Chen said gently: "Follow me, are you willing?"
Qingmeng slowly opened her eyes and smiled bitterly: "I am willing."
Obviously, Qingmeng did not take Long Chen's words seriously, and only took Long Chen's words as a joke.
In the romantic field, what a man says cannot be true.
Long Chen saw that Qing Meng didn't believe it and didn't explain much.
He gently placed it on the couch, unbuttoned it, and dropped his bellyband on the floor.
Qing Meng closed her eyes, hugged Long Chen's strong body tightly, and bit her red lips...
....
"You can rest in the building for a day. Someone will bring you the ransom money tomorrow."
"You follow him, and I will come to see you then."
Qingmeng was lying in Long Chen's arms, her eyelids drooping slightly, as if she was drunk or too tired.
"Master, are you serious?"
Qingmeng was surprised and happy, but she didn't expect that Long Chen was really willing to redeem her life.
"I don't lie to women."
Long Chen hugged Qing Meng.
It is true that she has never combed her hair. Although she was born in a brothel, she is still clean.
"What do you call the young master?"
After the matter was over, Qingmeng still didn't know Long Chen's name.
"Just call me Brother Chen, and you will know my name in the future."
Long Chen cannot reveal his identity for the time being.
Qingmeng could sense Long Chen's extraordinary temperament, and also knew that some people with high status were inconvenient to say their real names.
"Okay, I'm waiting for Brother Chen."
Qingmeng felt that tonight was like a dream, and he actually met the person he was destined for.
From now on, I don’t have to work in a brothel and live a miserable life.
After being gentle for a long time, Long Chen stood up and said: "I have something to do tonight, so I won't stay here for the night. You can call the madam over and I'll tell her."
Qing Meng nodded, stood up slowly, and put on her cheongsam.
The cheongsam was stained with blood, but fortunately the light was dim and it didn't look obvious.
Qingmeng slowly opened the door and asked the old madam to come over.
When the two came in, the old madam smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, young master, for combing Qing Meng. She is a lady from an official family, and she fell into this situation because of her family's financial difficulties."
Long Chen didn't talk nonsense to the old bustard, put the remaining two gold bars on the table, and said: "I know the rules of your brothel, this is a congratulatory gift."
If a girl from a brothel has her hair coiffed, the madam will ask for wedding money from her guests. This is the custom.
