"Sir, it's been so many days, let's go have some fun. The women here are no worse than those in the capital."

Han Min, a lecherous person who couldn't live without women every night, had been feeling really itchy for the past few days, but he still said with a straight face:

"Why are you anxious? When we finish our work, there will be a brothel over there with Han women, Xianbei women, Qiang women, and women from the Western Regions with yellow hair and white skin. Let's go there and have fun."

Feng He's eyes immediately gleamed and he licked his chapped lips:

"There is such a place. Mr. Han is very knowledgeable."

The obscene gaze in his eyes was unobstructed, and his saliva seemed to be flowing out. Han Min felt a lot of contempt in his heart.

After getting tired, he ate wontons at a roadside stall. Feng He kept staring at the women coming and going, not eating at all. The soup was all over the table, and Han Min curled his lips in disgust.

At this time, there was a noise from a distance. The two of them looked up. Because they were sitting relatively low, they could not understand clearly. They only felt that someone was running or chasing. Han Min glanced at it and continued to eat wontons.

Feng He stretched his neck and looked over there.

Suddenly a woman ran out of the crowd and ran into Han Min in a panic. Not only did she knock Han Min over, but she also hit him with the remaining wonton soup.

Han Min pushed the woman away angrily, and was about to get angry, but his eyes widened because this woman seemed to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was as tall as a jade, fair and tender, and she was one of the few beauties even in the capital.

The woman fell hard and couldn't get up for a long time. He hurriedly got up and helped her up. Only then did he see the woman's full appearance. She was also in the best shape. Han Min felt his throat was dry and swallowed. From the corner of his eye, he saw Feng He's eyes gleaming.
Chapter completed!