Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 88: Jealous of fighting for wind

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In an alley off the beaten track, Thales stepped out of the wagon in a cloak, and was sandwiched between the equally dressed Kong Muto and Glover.

The two men looked vigilant forward and backward, looking like a guilty prostitute carrying his wife on his back.

Glover led the way, passed through two doorways skillfully, and walked around in different lanes and windows (while dexterously hiding the hangers extending from the top, including the spilled sewage), and came At the back door of a mysterious house.

This section of the path was uneven and dirty, and there were a few beggars who were wary-eyed on the way, which made Thales a trance, quite a feeling of dreaming back to his childhood.

"I'm a little dizzy...we just came to avoid the wind," Kong Muto painfully stroked his forehead accidentally hit by a window, and looked at the wooden door in front of him:

"But where exactly is this place, don't be an illegal illegal shop..."

Obviously, this former guard who is used to serving the inner city and the nobles is not used to such a place.

Thyls laughed dumbfounded: The legal and illegal standards are not very applicable here-in fact, almost all the legal shops that have been operating for many years on Red Square Street have more or less illegal ways, and all illegal businesses, There are probably legal cover.

"This is a time-honored brand-we just came in through the back door."

Glover tightened his hood, shook his head at them, and then opened the old, shabby and petty back door, skillfully opened the crimson curtain, and led them into the dimly lit room.

Tyles and Commuto followed into the house, and immediately realized that this was out of line with the alleyway outside:

The lighting here is ambiguous, the colors are warm, and the air is filled with fresh fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed. Silk curtains and tulle are hung in the corridors of the portico, the design and layout are unique, and the decorative paintings and tapestries are also quite artistic.

It's the atmosphere—Tyles vaguely heard the laughter of men and women in one of the rooms from hell's senses—somewhat weird.

Glover concealed his face under the cloak, ignoring a young girl who was passing by them with exposed clothes and carrying a wine set, and led them up the creaking wooden stairs into a full room on the second floor. Corridor.

"Oh, I think I have been here..." Kong Muto scratched his head.

A crisp bell rang above their heads, and the three raised their heads together.

It was a tall, slender, bright girl dressed in tulle, with long hair and a shawl with picturesque eyebrows.

She sat comfortably in the stairwell on the third floor, shaking a pair of white bare feet, and smiling openly at them.

The girl jumped down the steps lively, the bells on her ankles were pleasant to the ears.

"Welcome to the Laiya Club!"

But when "she" spoke, the three of them all changed in color.

Thyls immediately recognized the neutral tone of the opponent: it was not a girl.

It's a pretty boy with fair skin, a beautiful face, and a handsome appearance that is nearly male and female.

In fact, his clothes are thin, with tulle wrapped around his neck and thighs, and his movements are gentle and graceful, lovable.

The expressions of the three of them immediately became weird.

"Ah, if you can come in from here, you are all distinguished guests from extraordinary backgrounds," the boy smiled friendly, a little shy and a little shy:

"My dear Cici, I will serve you wholeheartedly!"

The teenager inadvertently lifted his hair, exuding a wonderfully charming feeling.

Glover looked around for a while before frowning:

"Where is Aunt Ellie?"

The pretty boy named Cici blinked playfully, and circled the three of them, with a waist and an attractive posture:

"Unfortunately, she passed away a few weeks ago-rest assured, it is definitely not syphilis. We are a regular club and have strict regular medical examinations!"

Glover's expression darkened.

Kong Muto glanced at the prince and his colleagues, knowing that he had to negotiate the matter, so he coughed and leaned forward:

"Well, we want to keep a low profile."

He habitually took out a few copper coins and stuffed them into Cici's hands.

Cici smiled, her palms turned over, and the copper coin disappeared without a trace:

"Understood! Three bosses, you have to go through the back door, you must be fine!"

Thyls noticed that the other party's voice had a peculiar sense of sophistication. Instead of deliberately false voices, it seemed natural and at ease. In addition to the charming gestures of the teenagers, the gender was somewhat blurred for a moment.

"So how many? What service do you want?"

Cici stopped walking around them. He rolled up his fingers and began to play with the corner of the tulle, and his gaze fell on Thales, who seemed the most delicate in the middle:

"We are a well-known and time-honored brand! Role-playing, plot reappearance, bundling abuse, multiplayer sports, everything... By the way, the northern style of the capital has become popular recently, and we happen to have new girls—or boys. Son?"

Commuto swallowed and looked at Thales embarrassedly: "In fact, we only need a place to rest..."

"Three," Glover pushed away Komuto, expressionless and indifferent:

"I want Lilian's service."

The zombies move and block Thales.

"Three? Sister Lilian?"

This delicate and tender young man frowned slightly, poking his cheek while thinking, a different kind of cuteness,

He stood on tiptoe, looked at the stocky Komuto and Thales who bowed his head (Glover blocked the prince again when he saw this), and pulled his scarf and scarf:

"Uh...maybe you still need more girls or brothers?"

Speaking of this, Cici blushed slightly and blinked shyly:

"You know, I can also..."

"No," Glover bluntly interrupted the little brother Cici who was revealing his white neck intentionally or unintentionally:

"Just Lilian."

Seeing that the other party is not interested in herself, Cici looks disappointed.

"Now, that, Miss Lilian is our top card," he rolled his eyes, twisted and squeezed in front of Thales:

"I'm not busy at the moment, why don't I introduce you to Olivia and Kosset..."

But Glover held Cici's shoulder to Thales:

Cici gave a soft "ah", and he pressed Glover's iron wrist with a grimace in his eyes.

The zombie's complexion stagnated, and subconsciously let go of Cici, and said coldly:

"I may not have been here for a long time, but I know the rules."

"Take us to Lilian, or just call Mother Laiya, and see what she says."

Cici's expression of grievance:

"Okay, okay, Lilian is Lilian. She is so fierce, she moves out of Mother Laiya to talk about things...what do you call it?"

"It's all about you--" Glover was about to refuse, but Thales was lightly knocked on the waist.

Tyles coughed under the cloak and walked to Glover:

"Raphael."

"His name is Rafael Lindbergh."

Commuto and Glover looked at each other.

Cici raised her eyebrows, he looked at Thales, who only showed the lower half of his face, and suddenly leaned in front of him with a naughty smile:

"What about you? This little brother?"

The fragrance on Cici's body hit, Thales was startled and took a step back:

"Uh-Huaiya, my name is Huaiya."

Cici's eyes flowed, and she repeated the name lightly several times, with a playful expression.

"You, just talk to me," Glover inserted between them abruptly:

"My...brother is still young, stay away from him."

He stared warily at the beautiful boy welcoming guests.

Cici puffed up her cheeks and looked at the big man who was blocking Thales in front of her, slightly agitated.

"It's okay, Raphael," Thales smiled and slowed his cheeks, motioning the unsocial zombie back:

"Relax and be friendly."

The prince gave Cici a friendly smile:

"Don't mind—my brother is like that."

Seeing Thales' actions, the pretty boy smiled again.

"It's okay, Huaya," Cici smiled happily at Thales:

"It depends on your face..."

The male and female illegitimate boy took advantage of the fact that Glover did not pay attention, and made a naughty "boo" mouth shape to Thales, and turned away in the crisp bell:

"You want to see Sister Lilian, right, come with me."

Tyles motioned to the two who seemed rather uncomfortable with his eyes, and followed.

The three followed Cici, shuttled between the curtains, and walked into this ambiguous corridor.

"Damn it," Thales looked at Cici's graceful figure in front, and heard Commuto muttering behind him:

"This boy is more beautiful than a girl..."

"That's not a boy," Glover responded in a low voice, alert:

"Is an eunuch."

Commuto was surprised:

"What?"

Glover pulled Kong Muto tightly and whispered:

"They were rigorously selected and trained. They were castrated at a very young age, and males were harvested to avoid masculine characteristics such as apple knots, strong hair, developed muscles, and broad bones-in order to enter the court. Serve noble people."

Thyls was equally surprised. He looked at Cici's slender figure and frowned.

Kong Muto was surprised:

"I, I know there were castrations in ancient times, but I thought that this kind of people had disappeared..."

"We are indeed extinct here-it was out of fashion as early as the age of the empire," Glover still said bluntly:

"What you can see now is basically trafficked from eastland or west outer islands by sea."

Comuto was curious and asked in a low voice.

Eunuchs.

Thyls lowered his head in thought.

At this moment, a good smell invaded his nose.

"How old are you?"

Thyls was startled, only to realize that Cici had come to his side unknowingly, pressing his arm.

"What?"

Cici covered her mouth and smiled and touched Thales's shoulder:

"I have seen you, irresponsible elder brother and younger brother to ‘open meat’..."

Thyls moved his eyebrows awkwardly.

"But at this age, sisters will not take you seriously. They will either laugh and tease you, or they will squeeze you out-no matter the wallet or the body."

Cici hugged Thales’ arm, and leaned her head on his shoulder intentionally or unintentionally:

"Why, I'll take you to have a nice drink, take a walk, and wait for your brothers to finish, then go back with them?"

Feeling the soft and fresh fragrance of the opponent's figure, Thales stiffened, resisting the urge to shake off the opponent.

"I, I can't..."

"Tell you a secret," Cici gently lifted the hood beside Thales' ears, and the heat made his ears itchy:

"Actually, the matter between men and women is not fun at all."

What?

Tyles turned his head stiffly.

Cici blinked and smiled brightly:

"Really."

The other party's voice is sweet and soft.

"Men come to Red Square Street..."

Cici glanced back disgustingly, and pulled Thales' arm tighter.

"It’s not because it’s comfortable, and it’s not because they want to do that," Cici snorted and poked her mouth: "They came here to do that, either because they were looking elsewhere. No one can do it..."

"Either, to prove something by doing that, to create an atmosphere or an achievement-like your brother brings you over."

Thyls blinked.

"So," Cici stared into his eyes pretentiously:

"That's not fun."

"Not to mention you have to be with two other men-even if those are your brothers."

Tyles' complexion became more awkward.

Looking at the other person's embarrassment, the beautiful boy grinned.

"How do you know about the matter between men and women?" Thales tried hard to think of a way to get out, and retorted casually:

"Are you not..."

Cici turned pale, lowered her head and bit her lip.

Thyls felt his hand tremble.

Looking at Cici's lost expression, the prince reacted:

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything..."

But Cici raised her head suddenly and smiled.

"I know, you didn't mean it," the gentle boy showed sly eyes:

"You are different from them~IndoMTL.com~Cici paused for a second and whispered in his ear triumphantly:

"You are still a baby."

Talston time petrified.

Cici pulled his arm and continued forward.

"But let me tell you, for the first time, doing it with a woman, that's nothing," the boy put on Thales, his nose filled with the fragrance:

"It’s fun to do with a man, even with someone other than men and women for the first time!"

Tyles' eyes widened, at a loss for a moment.

Seeing the reaction of the other party, Cici laughed even more.

The teenager who is more beautiful than a girl clasped Thales’s palm and scratched the back of the prince’s hand rhythmically:

"You know, if it were me, I can show you so many interesting tricks and gameplays. My body can do so many things you can't imagine... Big sisters The kind that can't be done."

"Trust me, you will be too happy to find North."

Cici blinked at him deeply, her voice full of charm.

Thyls stared at him blankly, his cheeks slightly hot.

"Hey! I said it!"

Glover's anger sounded behind him—he finally found Cici who appeared beside Thales unknowingly:

"Stay away from my brother!"

The zombie stretched out his big hand, took Thales back to his side, and pointed at Cici’s nose to warn him:

"Or get closer to my fist."

Cici glared at him aggrievedly, then cast a grieving look at Thales, snorted, and turned her head away.

This time, while twisting his waist, the boy yelled in high-profile:

"Uncle Raphael's business, three, look for Miss Lilian!"

Glover and Kong Muto's face changed!

"I said, keep a low profile!"