C209 (1/2)

Maybe it was intentional or it was a mistake, the red handkerchief in Jin Lian's hand shook twice and actually floated down from the stairs.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged woman giggled happily as she took a step back.

On the other hand, Eldest Master Fang was overjoyed. He spread his arms wide in an attempt to catch the handkerchief.

It was a pity that there was wind in the courtyard. The handkerchief swayed and flew across the table towards Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai subconsciously extended his hand to receive the handkerchief.

Just at this moment, Jiang Xiaobai was stunned. It didn't seem like a handkerchief, but a undergarment made from a very thin silk.

What a familiar bellyband. He seemed to have seen the picture of a mandarin duck somewhere before.

Suddenly, a sexy scene flashed in Jiang Xiaobai's mind.

In an antique decorated room, he sat on the windowsill facing a beautiful woman wearing only a apron.

It can't be, this is the location of the eighth Portal of Space-time!

In the room upstairs, was the Crossing Point of the eighth Portal of Space-time. The woman was the same brothel girl who had moaned and screamed on the bed, and this fat guy was the one who laid on the female?

It was too amazing. According to his calculations, the place should be 500 meters away. Could he have miscalculated?

”Selling firewood, how dare you! Is this something you should touch?” The middle-aged woman flew into a rage, snatched the undergarment up and shook it, then brought it in front of the fat man, smiling as she said, ”Master Fang, please don't blame me. This is a wild man who sells firewood. I saw it. He just washed his hands in the kitchen and didn't get dirty! ”

When did I wash my hands? How did my hands get dirty?

”How preposterous!” Master Fang flung his sleeves and said furiously, ”Destroying my mood, this bastard should be beaten!”

”Right, right, he should have fought!” The middle-aged woman answered and shouted, ”Big Scarface, Shunzi, pull him out and beat him up!”

She was willing to back out even after beating someone up. She wouldn't even be able to pay those fourteen big shots.

In the midst of the ruckus, two guards rushed in from outside.

The two of them were not in a hurry to beat him up, but continued to laugh evilly, the joints on their bodies crackled and popped as they prepared to suppress Jiang Xiaobai from his aura.

However, they were stunned when they arrived near the incense table.

Because they astonishedly discovered that Jiang Xiaobai's right hand was actually holding up, a piece of white silver in his hand.

At least 10 taels!

One could not judge a book by its cover, and the sea was not to be measured. Who said that a woodcutter could not go to a brothel?

”Hiss!” Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Even if they were beaten to death, they still wouldn't believe that a wood seller would take out ten taels of silver.

”I've got it, I should go up!” Jiang Xiaobai threw the silver towards the middle-aged woman and snatched the undergarment back.

He had watched too many movies and TV dramas. In a place like a brothel, the way to show off a man's charm was more than anyone's money, wasn't it?

But in this time and space, it could be said that Jiang Xiaobai viewed money like dirt.

Tens of thousands of silver taels, just a few bottles of Erguotou, took a few minutes to settle.

”You, a firewood seller, want Jin Lian?” The fat man was so angry that her nose was crooked.

”So what if you're selling firewood? You can still monopolize the Courtesan Belle selection!” Since he wanted to flaunt his wealth, then let's do it more happily. Jiang Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and arrogantly said: ”Isn't it just money?

The middle-aged woman said in confusion, ”You... ”How come you have silver?”