The emperor is still tied: stop, this palace is robbed

Chapter 223 A Cold-Blooded Killer Transformed into a Love Killer 7
"Mr. Lan, don't be angry, Xiaorou is new here, and she is not sensible."

Several girls' faces changed suddenly, and they stepped forward and dragged that girl off Yan Haoran's lap.

"No, she is very conscientious, I will ask Sister Hua to add silver to her."

As soon as Meimei said this, even those girls who were interested in Yan Haoran didn't dare to say anything, they all bowed their heads and left Fangyin.

The door was closed by them, and the room became quiet all of a sudden, but the strong smell of powder might not go away for a while.

"It seems that I really underestimated you. It turns out that you are also very popular in this brothel."

Yan Haoran's sarcasm and sarcasm were particularly harsh, and he seemed to have poured out all his previous anger on these words.

"It's because you are too ignorant, do you know who opened this Qianye Pavilion?"

Meimei sat down opposite Yan Haoran, looking at Yan Haoran with a half-smile.

"Could it be yours too?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in Yan Haoran's icy voice.

"I thought about it, but I don't have that much capital. This is my sister's."

Meimei picked up the chopsticks, put a mouthful of vegetables into her mouth, the chefs in Qianye Pavilion are all imperial cooks, and only Qianye Pavilion can afford it.

"Sure enough, it was born of one mother."

Although it was a short sentence, it completely expressed Yan Haoran's mood.

"Yes, our sisters are all like my mother, which is quite special."

"Women are like clothes, no matter how special they are, they must be worn by men in the end."

Yan Haoran lost his mind, knowing that Meimei hates men talking about women, so she still said such low-level words.

"That's right, women are like clothes, but there are good and bad clothes, high and low. Not everyone can afford good clothes."

Meimei was very angry, but her tone was extremely calm.

The words that women are like clothes have long been said, and they are no longer new.

"Yeah, you're like the dragon robe. Except for the emperor, ordinary people like me can't afford to wear it."

Yan Haoran stood up, not intending to quarrel with Meimei again, but today he did not intend to leave with her.

He needs to make some adjustments, like Yue Tinghui, he wears one piece of clothing and throws another away.

(End of this chapter)