Xiao Yishan, with a solemn look on his face, almost choked on his own saliva. He was also Yue'er's husband, so why not sell third brother's body instead of his own? His cold male voice filled with helplessness, "Yue'er..."
Su Qingyue proudly praised her own idea, "Second brother, think about it. You can both earn money and satisfy your physiological needs. Third brother is only worth several copper coins per time. Your good figure and size warrant a higher price, at least forty copper coins per time. I'll go to the village now and see if there are any old grannies who need the 'services' of the second brother. You all wait here."
Having said that, she turned and left the room.
Xiao Yishan called out anxiously, "Yue'er..."
There was no response.
He was so anxious that his dark brows were all bunching together.
