Little Kids Were the Only Ones Who Had to Choose

"Ah!!"

Qin Feng let out another languid sigh. His whole shtick was redeeming kidney-slaying clients.

"Bro, I think I'll head back!"

The moment Qin Hao thought of Jiang Ling's father, Shu Dao Mountain, he lost his nerve. He didn't dare go with Qin Feng to the Qin Huai River and see the sights.

"We're already here. We might as well take a look, right?"

Qin Feng stopped Qin Hao, slung an arm around his shoulders, and walked him along as he said, "Listen, the locals are incredibly hospitable. Whether you come from the four seas and five lakes or from the ends of the earth, they'll welcome you with a hundred percent enthusiasm."

"Is that what you call hospitality?"

Qin Hao was at a loss for words. "That's hospitality for one, lechery for eight!"

"Don't sweat the details!"

Qin Feng continued his solemn nonsense. "Listen, a den of tenderness is a powder that weakens your bones—and the bane of your Supreme Bone. You need to come to places like this more often so you can build up a resistance. This theory is not up for debate!"

"Is that really true?"

Qin Hao's eyes were full of doubt.

He had a feeling Qin Feng was talking rubbish, but he couldn't come up with proof just then.

"Of course!!"

Qin Feng answered with absolute certainty and led them to Zhong Lele with practiced ease.

Since Qin Feng had visited Zhong Lele several times already, the madam recognized him at a glance. She immediately came over with a professional madam's sway.

"Girls, hurry out and welcome our honored guest!"

The madam was so excited she nearly jumped. She hurriedly called the girls over to attend to them.

After all, their pleasure house saw a constant stream of customers from far and wide, so