Chapter 177: Are You Acquainted With This Beggar? (13)
Jo Hakche, who was proudly guarding the alley against the women, was shocked. Peng Daesan appeared, holding Qing tightly in his arms.
Of course, the women also screamed.
“Brother? Why are you coming out holding her so preciously? Was it that good?”
Peng Daesan answered with a grin.
In fact, it wasn’t for Jo Hakche, but for the women who had created a scene of tears and great wailing to hear.
Even the people of a certain country in Qing’s homeland when their leader passed away probably weren’t this heartbroken.
“It was absolute paradise. I’ve realized now that dirty, smelly beggar women are my type. I’m going to get a room and enjoy all night long, and if she agrees, I might even take her as my wife.”
At this, Qing pretended to be shy, burying her face and whispering close to his ear.
-What? Dirty, smelly beggar woman? A person can go without bathing sometimes, do you have to be so picky?