The three people in the Dark Night Pavilion continued their discussion about the unusual people on the street.
Meanwhile, the leader of the group they were discussing was enjoying himself to the fullest in a brothel.
None of Feng Qinghuang and the other two expected that after arriving in the capital of Qinglong Kingdom, Mu Yanzheng would not have done anything before going to a brothel to settle down.
The Flower Moon Pavilion in this capital city, true to its name, is a place of romance and beauty, a place of elegance and passion in the dark of night.
Inside a private room on the third floor, Mu Yanzheng leaned back on a soft couch, attended by two beautiful women on either side of him. One served him wine, the other fed him food, and he seemed quite content.
Mu Yanzheng, true to his name, possessed exquisite features, made even more mysterious and dangerous by the beauty mark at the corner of his eye. With sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth, he was a truly handsome and refined gentleman.
Opposite them, a technician was playing an instrument, and Mu Yanzheng swayed his head to the melody.
Of course, this dashing and debonair demeanor was merely his outward appearance; in reality, he possessed a deep and cunning mind, and unparalleled strategic acumen. Otherwise, how could he have been ranked alongside Mu Weiliang?
At this moment, the woman next to him offered him a grape. Mu Yanzheng put the grape in his mouth and also put the woman's slender finger in his mouth, which made the woman moan softly.
The woman pulled her finger away, her face flushed, and said coquettishly, "Young master, you're so naughty."
Mu Yanzheng chuckled wickedly, "Oh, so that's bad? Then this young master has even worse ones up his sleeve. I wonder if Xiao Lian would like to try them?"
The woman named Xiaolian giggled and snuggled into his arms, saying, "Young master, you're so annoying."
Those who have endured the elements in this snowy and windy place surely understand the meaning behind Mu Yanzheng's words.
Mu Yanzheng smiled nonchalantly.
Another woman beside her, not to be outdone, said in a coquettish voice, "Young master, let me feed you wine."
Mu Yanzheng turned to look at her: "Alright, but I don't want to drink from a wine cup. Perhaps, Xiao Xi, you could think of a solution!"
Xiao Xi understood, picked up her wine glass, poured the wine into her mouth, and kissed Mu Yanzheng's lips directly.
Xiao Xi slowly poured the wine into Mu Yanzheng's cup. Mu Yanzheng, with a gentle smile, kissed her wine-scented red lips.
Mu Yanzheng, who was usually indiscriminate in his affections towards women, was now thoroughly enjoying himself.
Mu Yanzheng only released Xiao Xi after she finished drinking the wine in her mouth. Xiao Xi went limp and gasped for fresh air.
Xiao Lian saw that the young master had kissed Xiao Xi, and she couldn't lose; she wanted to do it too.
Xiao Lian looked at Mu Yanzheng shyly: "Young Master, have you finished drinking? Would you like some pastries?"
Xiao Lian's words were simply saying, "You just kissed Xiao Xi, so it's my turn now."
We are both people who serve you, so we can't favor one over the other.
Mu Yanzheng: "Has Xiaolian figured out how to feed me? Using the same method again won't be novel."
Xiao Lian was distressed after hearing this. If not feeding with her mouth, then where would she feed her? It's all Xiao Xi's fault; who told her to feed her with her mouth?
Seeing that she had been thinking for a long time without coming up with a solution, Mu Yanzheng kindly offered a solution.
Mu Yanzheng: "Little Lian, you can't think of anything? Well, I do have a way. I wonder if Little Lian would like to do it."
Xiao Lian quickly nodded: "Xiao Lian can do it, young master, just say the word, as long as Xiao Lian can do it."
"Okay, then Xiaolian, lie down first."
Xiao Lian didn't understand, but she obeyed and lay her whole body flat on the soft couch.
Seeing that Xiao Lian was already lying down, Mu Yanzheng immediately reached out and undid her clothes.
Xiao Lian shivered as her skin suddenly came into contact with the air.
"What does the young master wish to do?"
Mu Yanzheng continued what he was doing: "Xiao Lian will find out soon."
At this moment, Xiao Lian was only wearing a red mandarin duck-embroidered bodice on her upper body. Her snow-white skin and the prominent breasts created a beautiful and enchanting scene.
At this moment, Mu Yanzheng, like a refined gentleman, placed the pastries from the plate one by one on Xiao Lian's body.
Xiao Lian's skin, exposed to the cold air, turned an unnatural white.
"Young master, this is so embarrassing! Could you please hurry up? I'm so cold!"
Mu Yanzheng: "Oh, Xiao Lian is cold, then let's just forget about it."
Xiao Lian quickly shook her head: "No, no, Xiao Lian is not cold anymore, please continue, young master."
Even if she's cold, she'll make sure the young master gets all his attention.
After the pastries were laid out, Mu Yanzheng admired the beautiful scenery before him. He picked up a glass of wine, tilted his head back, and drank it down.
"Don't rush, Xiao Lian. A glass of wine and a piece of pastry, that's what makes life comfortable and happy."
Xiao Lian nodded: "Xiao Lian is not in a hurry, young master, take your time."
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