Chapter 6: The Allure of Natural Beauty

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Fortunately, Liu Liwa reacted quickly and narrowly escaped disaster. At this moment, the loli Xinying, who had rushed into the bedroom, poked her head out again and looked at the stunning woman, saying: "Sister Wan'er, what are you still doing? Come in quickly! Young Master Liu is magnanimous and has already agreed to let us have the room!"

A night passed in silence, filled only with the sounds of snoring, grinding teeth, and smacking lips. These three individuals were quite carefree, having transformed into slaves yet still sleeping so soundly. The next morning, Liu Li was the first to awaken, dreaming of fighting with someone. He executed a graceful and stylish spinning kick, only to fall off the table and nearly break his leg.

Before he could finish speaking, a shadow suddenly struck his face, nearly knocking him off the table. As he grasped the shadow and focused his gaze, he realized it was the only quilt from the bed. He then heard Xinying say: "If you don't leave, we won't leave either, so you'll have to make do with sleeping at the table, Young Master Liu!"

After speaking, Qin Wan'er also climbed onto the bed. The two women, dressed in delicate, semi-transparent garments resembling nightwear, nestled together on the bed, each revealing a fox-like smile. They let down the curtains outside the bed and turned their heads to feign sleep, no longer casting a glance at Liu Liwa.

Ah? Liu Liwa was taken aback, realizing that the little girl was not here to seek warmth from him, but rather to occupy his room! It is important to understand that this house is not merely a piece of clothing; it embodies the dignity he has earned. Liu Liwa was firmly holding onto this belief in his heart when he saw the little girl Xinying step forward, timidly tugging at his sleeve, shaking it desperately, trying to pull him to the old lady's bridge. In her unique, clear voice, she said: "Young Master Liu, I just mentioned that you are benevolent and compassionate, how can you bear to see us living in that cold, damp house? After all, Sister Wan'er is someone who has had a marriage agreement with you!"

Liu Liwa was instantly at a loss, not expecting that this young girl would hold a grudge... Qin Wan'er snorted, pulling Xinying into the bedroom. In this simple earthen house, there was no door between the main room and the bedroom, so Liu Liwa naturally followed them in. He realized that the two of them were playing good cop and bad cop, trying to seize his single room and library. Seeing Xinying already starting to loosen her skirt, and Qin Wan'er fetching water to wash up, Liu Liwa leaped onto the only table in the bedroom, sitting cross-legged and crying out like a woman throwing a tantrum in the fields: "What you are doing is blatant robbery, outright theft! I tell you, this is something I fought hard to obtain, I won't leave even if it kills me, oh dear..."

Liu Liwa almost choked on her own saliva; the fierceness of this young lady is beyond imagination. I thought I had reached the limit of being adaptable to circumstances, but it turns out there is always someone more formidable. However, there is no doubt about Qin Wan'er’s beauty. Coming from a family of officials, she possesses excellent upbringing. Her graceful demeanor while rolling up her pant legs perfectly exemplifies what it means to be a refined young lady. Even when adjusting her clothing, she manages to reveal a hint of allure, showcasing her innate talent that would be wasted if she were to work in a brothel. Yet, there is no doubt about Qin Wan'er’s beauty. Coming from a family of officials, she possesses excellent upbringing. Her graceful demeanor while rolling up her pant legs perfectly exemplifies what it means to be a refined young lady. Even when adjusting her clothing, she manages to reveal a hint of allure, showcasing her innate talent that would be wasted if she were to work in a brothel.

Regardless of the circumstances, Liu Liwa regarded her as an equal. Slowly standing up, he saw her delicate hands rubbing her shoulders and immediately said with irritation: "How can you still say that? With your beauty, why aren't you out there mingling with the girls? Why are you just standing there like a wooden post in my room?"

Liu Liwa was quite exasperated, yet she had to remain patient and seized the opportunity in her words: "Indeed, this illustrates how you have used your wisdom to escape what seemed to be a predetermined fate. Although we find ourselves in a brothel, it does not necessarily mean we must earn a living by selling smiles and our bodies. The brothel owner is merely interested in making a profit. Even though we are official courtesans, the goal remains profit-oriented. As long as we can bring benefits to our patrons, the specific form of earning does not concern the owner at all"

Hmm? Liu Liwa's eyes suddenly sparkled with brilliant starlight as he turned to look at the stunningly beautiful Qin Wan'er, who was also glaring at him with annoyance: "I will be the top courtesan starting tomorrow. Is the marriage contract still valid?"

Liu Liwa swallowed hard, his eyes bulging out: "With your hardware facilities, if you are willing to entertain guests, I will definitely patronize you"

Liu Liwa was momentarily taken aback. In his understanding, a woman as ethereal as this one should at least be gentle and graceful, if not delicate and charming. However, her opening line was so self-absorbed that it immediately diminished the image he had of her, making him feel as if he had encountered someone from the post-80s generation. Perhaps this woman truly was from the post-1080s.

He could not help but swallow, only to unexpectedly wake Qin Wan'er. Following his gaze, she happened to see her rolled-up pant leg, revealing her calf, as white as mutton fat jade, fully exposed to him. Qin Wan'er felt both shy and embarrassed, but upon observing her surroundings, she refrained from expressing her anger. Instead, she playfully chided, "Look, look, after today, if you want to see your aunt again, you will have to pay!"

Liu Liwa thought wickedly, but upon recalling that this young girl seemed to have a marriage contract with him, he felt a twinge of conscience. Observing her despondent expression, he could not help but offer some advice: "In life, there are more disappointments than satisfactions. However, it is up to us to take action; human determination can overcome fate. Do not underestimate yourself. Look at me, everyone else lives in damp and cold dormitories, yet I still have my own single room!"

I also live in a single room!" Qin Wan'er said proudly, without a care in the world.

This is a typical case of the magpie's nest being occupied by the cuckoo! Liu Liwa let out a cry of despair in his heart, covered himself with a large quilt, and collapsed onto the square table, truly falling asleep.

Liu Liwa's analysis on m.hetushu.com is quite thorough, yet Qin Wan'er listens with a sense of partial understanding. She opens her arms, showcasing her beautiful figure, and asks: "Look at me, what can I rely on to bring profit to the boss?"

Although this woman is domineering, she is also aware of the spoiled nature of a wealthy young lady. Upon hearing him mention the top courtesan again, she suddenly remembered her own situation, and a wave of sorrow surged within her. She lifted her small foot and stomped on Liu Liwa's instep.

At this moment, the sky was already dimly bright, and the faint light not only penetrated through the paper window but also through the thin curtain. Liu Liwa took a furtive glance and immediately understood what was meant by a jade body laid bare. Two young girls were entangled together, their delicate little feet, snowy white jade legs, and tender white arms all presented before him, incredibly enticing

If it is said that Miss Liu Yun from yesterday was in a brothel, it is akin to a rose falling into a crematorium; then Qin Wan'er is like a peony that has fallen into a dung heap. This young lady, once introduced, will undoubtedly become a sought-after commodity in the market. To wish to sell her art without selling her body is simply impossible. If I were the owner, even if a customer offered a high price to keep me, I would not allow it. This is a money tree, performing the grand finale every night, brought out for auction, and the highest bidder wins