我爱色播

Chapter 2047: I Want To Hit Your Chest With My Little Fists

“This is a rumor.” Mag shook his head.

“Hmm”

“The dishes that I made are much better than my liquor,” Mag said confidently.

Eiffie stared at Mag, who had a confident smile on his face, with a frozen expression.

You are the boss of a tavern.

Eiffie smilingly asked, “I wonder if I will have the chance to try the dishes that you make?”

Mag flicked a glance at her, and also smilingly said, “Although you are pretty, don’t harbor too pretty thoughts.”

“” Eiffie.

She wanted to hit someone.

I want to hit your chest with my little fists.

Until I break your ribs.

After ending an enjoyable conversation with the sexy and beautiful, Mag returned to his tavern happily.

“This is infuriating… There is actually such a man in this world! Furthermore, why does he even have a wife who is much more beautiful than me?!”

Eiffie stomped her feet angrily. A cold wind blew over. She shivered and ran back to her tavern, hugging herself.

To think that she spent one hour putting on makeup, put on her prettiest dress, and followed him around like a pervert for one hour in the cold wind to create this chance to bump into him.

The little maid came over to put on the cape for Eiffie, and looked at her expectantly. “Miss, were you successful?”

“Thave successfully sold you to Hades.” Eiffie pursed her lips.

“Really?!” the little maid said with surprise.

“No. Would you need to be that happy if it was real?” Eiffie gave her a disdainful look.

‘The little maid pursed her lips and stole a peek at Eiffie. Shaking her head, she said, “Not exactly. I still prefer to stay with Miss.”

“Hoho.”

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As soon as Mag went in, Amy came to him, and asked, “Father, I saw that auntie from the opposite tavern stop you just now. Do you know each other?”

‘Mag was a little taken aback, and quickly explained, “Ah… That is just a friendly greeting between neighbors. Usually, such events don’t need to be written down in the diary.”

However, this was the number one book of the four great classical novels from the alternate world, after all. He didn’t know what would happen when it just flew into some ordinary household.

“It’s just a book… It should be nothing,” Mag consoled himself.

Due to being unfamiliar with the technique, he caused the accident.

However, this gave Mag a reminder.

Why did he have to use a pornographic book for practice?

Mag closed the window, and picked up The Fairies’ Traces in the Fields‘ to practice flying.

Oh, yes.

This was the ancient Chinese version.

Indeed, using a cultivation novel made flying much smoother.

Mag was having a lot of fun here. On the other hand, Eiffie, who was propping her face on her hand and sulking by the window, was hit right in her face by a book that flew in. She almost died right on the spot.

“Who smacked me with a brick?!” Eiffie got up from the floor, and removed the unidentified flying object from her face. The title The Plum in the Golden Vase was written on it.

Oh, yes, she couldn’t read Chinese words.

Therefore, she didn’t know what the words meant even when she saw them.

Although she couldn’t understand the title, there was also a beautiful woman revealing the top of her breasts on the cover. She was standing seductively next to the window while holding a short bamboo, and looking at a man standing downstairs smilingly.

Ha, it was obvious that it wasn’t some proper book.

Hence, Eiffie locked the door from the inside, and closed the window before she flipped open the book and started reading it.

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Mag placed the The Faires’ Traces in the Fields back on the topmost level of the bookshelf after he was done playing with it. Then, he went downstairs.

He had long known how to maneuver a flying sword.

However, this was very different from mind control. It depended on powerful strength and the connection that he built up with the Tian Du sword.

His flying sword was more like a giant hidden weapon. Its fault tolerance was not high.

However, if mind control was included in it, then it would give more possibilities to the flying sword and more possibilities to his fighting techniques.

Of course, that would have to be developed and practiced.

Amy stared at the sizzling meat, and gulped before saying, “Father, why are we not selling grilled meat? There will definitely be more customers coming here to drink if we sell grilled meat, right?”