Liu Zheheng landed beside the two of them.
Just then, a man happened to emerge from the privy. Seeing Song Qinghui with his arm around Song Yaoyao, he staggered over to them and said:
"Brother, you've come to the wrong place. This is a brothel, not a male brothel.
The male brothel is on another street."
Realizing the man had misunderstood, Song Qinghui hurriedly released Song Yaoyao's waist and explained:
"Brother, it's not what you think."
The man waved a hand and said:
"Brother, you-you don't need to explain. There's nothing wrong with it!
Life gives us only a few short autumns, so live as freely as you please!
As long as you two truly love each other, nothing else matters."
He even patted Song Qinghui on the shoulder and said:
"Brother, go for it!"
Before Song Qinghui could explain further, the man had already staggered away.
Song Qinghui's face flushed crimson as he cursed:
"What the hell is wrong with that guy? What nonsense was he spouting?
I'm straight, damn it! Besides, she's my own sister! Go for it, my ass!"
Song Qinghui was so angry that he had started swearing.
Song Yaoyao was embarrassed too. She had never expected people to misunderstand them the moment they arrived. Seeing Song Qinghui fuming beside her, she hurried to soothe him:
"Second Brother, why waste your temper on a drunk?
Come on, let's go inside and have a look."
Liu Zheheng had not expected them to run into something like this as soon as they arrived either. It was rather awkward.
Liu Zheheng gave two dry coughs!
Looking at the crimson-faced Song Qinghui beside him, he offered some reassurance:
"Second Brother, he's just a drunk. Don't mind him.
Come on, come on. We have business to take care of today."
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