Mu Qingge glanced at him, flicked her sleeve lightly, and said arrogantly, "This Lord has always been pure and self-restrained."
"Gross!" Fatty Shao curled his lip in disdain, his beady eyes lecherously glancing at a certain spot below Mu Qingge: "Hey, what pure and self-restrained? Boss, don’t tell me you haven’t tasted meat yet?"
After saying that, he looked shocked, as if Mu Qingge had done something outrageous.
Mu Qingge’s lips twitched slightly.
She couldn’t explain to Fatty, so she just chuckled teasingly, "You brat, you didn’t sneak a taste in the residence, did you?" According to the laws of Qin Country, minors are not allowed to frequent brothels outside. But the bed-warming maids in the residence don’t count. With this kid’s looks, perhaps he really did...
Fatty Shao’s chubby face flushed red, his expression suddenly awkward.
After squirming for a while, he finally said under Mu Qingge’s gaze, "I, I only did it a few days ago..."
"..." Mu Qingge was at a loss for words.
How old is Fatty Shao? Seems he’s even younger than the body she’s in.
At most, he’s only fourteen or fifteen. At this age, to already...
Mu Qingge really wanted to give a caring reminder, ’Be careful of kidney deficiency.’ But the words stopped at the tip of her tongue.
Unexpectedly, before she could deal with this Fatty’s issue, he started to encourage her instead.
"Boss, don’t hold back anymore. That feeling, tsk tsk... you can only truly feel that soul-devouring, bone-eroding sensation after you’ve tried it." Fatty Shao reminisced with a face full of intoxication. "The You He and Hua Yue in your courtyard are both quite pretty and exquisite, each with her own virtues. Don’t waste them!"
Let her get cozy with You He and Hua Yue in bed?
Ahem ahem, even if they did, nothing would really happen, right?
Mu Qingge shivered all over and said with a straight face, "I have my own plans."
"Boss, you’re not planning to save your first time for that cold beauty Princess Changle, are you!" To her surprise, Fatty Shao misunderstood her reaction.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingge turned her gaze, her clear eyes falling on Fatty Shao’s round figure, and said mercilessly, "Want to learn? Shave off three layers of fat first."
Deeply hurt, Fatty Shao lamented, "Even if I’m fat, I’m a flexible fatty! Boss, you can’t look down on me!"
"I personally believe in you, but with that dance, even if you forcefully learn it, you’ll end up spinning with a beauty like a top. Ugly." Mu Qingge said disdainfully.
A beauty spinning like a top?
Fatty Shao automatically imagined that fantastic scene, and his enthusiasm instantly extinguished.
Like a deflated balloon, he mumbled, "Is it a crime to be fat? One day, many beauties will overlook my stature and fall for me!"
Mu Qingge almost bit her tongue listening to this. She thought to herself: This Fatty has quite the ambition! Not just hoping for one beauty to look at him differently, but many...
"Hmm, having dreams is a good thing, what if they come true!" Mu Qingge seriously patted Fatty Shao’s round shoulder.

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