C40 The Brothel Was Resold

Wen Jinniang's skin was soft and tender, and her face was like March hibiscus. Her graceful figure made the brothels' mother continuously applaud.

Thinking about how many brothels' mothers Liu Sanniang had become, what kind of mother she was. What kind of pretty girls? She was delicate, charming, and pitiful. So cold and so expensive. However, she had never seen a girl like Wen Jinniang