Chapter 12 Men's topic

After the silver magic crystal was inputted, it emitted a faint light, which also brought the dim little conference hall a bit mysterious. More than a dozen nobles sat together around the round table, with strange smiles on their faces, but they did not talk loudly as usual - because the topic to be carried out next is not a matter of public discussion.

Accompanied by the sound of gentle footsteps, An Ruoran's figure appeared at the entrance of the conference hall. The moment he saw him, the nobles opened their pupils, and their gaze was like a group of perverts looking at a beautiful woman. Duke Philip leaned gently on his seat with an increasingly strange smile. He did not forget An Ruoran's previous words - "Come to the second floor, I will prepare some gigos for you, some gigos that are very suitable for men..."

"So, what exactly is it? It seems to be worth looking forward to." Seeing An Ruoran sitting down at the table with empty hands, more than a dozen nobles couldn't help but look at each other, showing a somewhat disappointed expression. An Ruoran smiled and gently turned the space ring on his left hand. A few seconds later, a square box appeared in everyone's sight.

"Gentlemen, let's put aside the gap in identity and status, let's tell the truth!" Playing with the square box without any reason, An Ruoran was not in a hurry to solve the mystery, but smiled and circled around, "Men are all obsessed with beauty, and I am no exception! There is a saying - there is no cat that doesn't steal fishy, ​​just like no man who doesn't steal food."

Hearing what he said interestingly, a depressed laughter suddenly sounded at the round table, without any doubt, this sentence was very consistent with the psychology of the nobles. An Ruoran smiled slightly and continued: "As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a concubine, and a steal is worse than a steal... So I believe that all gentlemen must have several or even a dozen mistresses - no, that is nothing to be ashamed, that just shows our charm."

Hearing this appropriate metaphor, more than a dozen nobles couldn't help but nodded again, feeling deeply as close as close friends. Duke Philip murmured and repeated the sentence "Wife is not as good as a concubine", hoping to applaud and praise it, which was simply too close to it. While he was distracted, An Ruoran suddenly sighed and frowned slightly and said, "But while we enjoy it, unexpected troubles often occur. Do you think this is the case?"

"Trouble? What you mean..." The nobles were stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something. An Ruoran shrugged helplessly and smiled bitterly: "For example, when I was in bed with a countess, she would probably suddenly tell me two months later that she was pregnant with my child. But this is not the most unlucky one. Sometimes we meet not the countess, but a noble lady who has not yet been married..."

His sigh was like an ecstasy, causing more than a dozen nobles to shake their heads and sighed in the same deep and helpless way. An Ruoran paused for a moment, carefully observed the expressions of the audience, but continued: "No, I'm afraid this is not the worst! The worst thing is that sometimes a woman suddenly comes to the door with her children, and then we have to pay a large amount of child support just for the romantic encounter one night!"

"Who said no? I just last month..." Hearing An Ruoran's intentional or unintentional inducement, several nobles couldn't help but whisper their worries. Duke Philip shrugged helplessly. What he disliked most was not to take out the support, but often he could not be sure whether it was his own child. Maybe after receiving the support, a woman turned her head and laughed at herself for wearing a cuckold.

For a moment, the conference hall was filled with long sighs, and several nobles couldn't help but talk to their companions. An Ruoran lowered his head without any reason, and the light from the corner of his eyes was falling on the necklace on his chest - it was the spoil I got in Miluo Reservoir a few days ago. The chain of bewitching effects of the bewitching chain was just right, and it allowed the nobles to fully express their hidden emotions...

"So, who would like to continue to endure this trouble?" Ten minutes later, seeing that the atmosphere had almost been brewing, An Ruoran suddenly pounded the round table heavily and opened the square box, "So gentlemen, come and see the castings I provide for you. I can guarantee that as long as you use this thing, you can easily solve all problems."

In an instant, more than a dozen eyes focused on the square box. An Ruoran took out a transparent membrane sac from the square box with a mysterious smile and gently placed it on the round table. Looking at the membrane sac that was only the size of a knuckle, the nobles couldn't help but look at each other, showing a puzzled expression. They obviously didn't understand why this inconspicuous little thing could solve various troubles of sexual encounters, affair and illegitimate children.

"Wait a moment, I will demonstrate it to you." An Ruoran smiled and reached out to take out a short wooden stick from under the round table. The moment he saw the shape of the wooden stick, more than a dozen nobles opened their mouths at the same time, with a strange expression that was indescribable. Duke Philip directly spit out the coffee in his mouth with a "pop". While he was rubbing the water stains in a mess, he hesitated: "Mr. An, the appearance of this thing seems to be..."

"That's right, it's the thing we all have." An Ruoran nodded slightly and admitted, then picked up the membrane sac and gently put it on the wooden stick. It's hard to imagine that the mere knuckle-sized membrane sac wrapped the entire wooden stick, which shows how stunning elasticity was. Then, An Ruoran threw the wooden stick to Duke Philip and said lightly: "Duke, please evaluate this thing?"

Holding this shape of wooden stick, Duke Philip was so embarrassed that his face turned red, but he gently stroked the membrane sac, and then handed it to the next nobleman as if he was hitting a drum and passing it through the flower. After a moment of pause, the Duke coughed lightly and commented in a calm tone: "It's very smooth and elastic, and I can hardly feel its existence..."

At this moment, Duke Philip suddenly stopped evaluating, and he seemed to understand something. Not only him, but every nobleman who took the stick seemed to have "intellectual art" attached. They touched their chins at the same time, and showed thoughtful expressions. An Ruoran smiled and opened his arms easily and said, "So, who else has any questions?"

Only fools have questions. If you still don’t understand what this thing is, then the IQ of the nobles is really affected by the time travelers. However, the nobles led by Duke Philip still have a question: “Is this thing safe? In addition, will it affect the quality of “indoor sports”?”

"Please rest assured, I dare to guarantee the safety of this membrane sac. It is made of the membrane wings of the six-winged feather snake and is attached with the moisturizing effect of the Butterfly Elf liquid." However, An Ruoran had already expected such an inquiry and explained directly: "I believe everyone knows these two materials, and we sometimes even treat them as food. In addition, during the casting process, I used the soul fire to cast the whole process, without using other refining methods - it is simply green and environmentally friendly, and there is no melamine added."

Hearing his detailed introduction, the nobles couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling a little moved. However, An Ruoran's introduction was not over yet. He took a sip of coffee and continued: "As for the quality of 'indoor sports'... this is right, I'm very confident to tell you that it will not only not have any impact, but will also increase the effect, or even increase significantly."

"Increase the effect?" This sentence successfully aroused the interest of the nobles. They all supported themselves up and showed a concentrated expression. An Ruoran gently picked up a membrane sac and smiled: "In fact, when I was refining this product, I also added the sac fluid of the dark night fish. This sac fluid not only increases the duration of men's continuous exercise, but also makes women more likely to be moved, so..."

He didn't continue to say it, and there was no need to continue to say it. More than a dozen nobles looked at each other and suddenly reached out to grab the square box. Duke Philip had the fastest move, and he quickly obtained the square box before everyone. After looking at the five membrane sacs, he couldn't help but show a happy expression and smiled: "Then, let me experiment for you! But it's really difficult to ask an abstinent like me to do such a thing."

"OO, XX, where did you abstinence?" More than a dozen nobles compared their middle fingers in their hearts, but they could only sigh helplessly, turned their heads to look at the maker. An Ruoran smiled and stretched out two fingers and said, "Because I have limited time, I can only provide ten membrane sacs to each person every month. As for the price, how about a 200 gold coins - but I suggest you, don't reuse it to save money, which is very unhygienic."

"Are two hundred gold coins?" The nobles frowned slightly. It seemed a bit unprofitable to spend two hundred gold coins for a disposable product. But then again, if you don't use this membrane sac and cause big trouble, it would probably cost tens of thousands of gold coins just for compensation. If you count this way, two hundred gold coins are worth it, and it is not necessary to use it every time!

"No problem, then I'll book ten first, plus the five here are 3,000 gold coins. What materials do Mr. An need? You can make a list for me." As soon as he thought of this, Duke Philip immediately spoke first, and with his leading role, more than a dozen nobles made purchase requests. However, what they were more worried about was how much time would it take for An Ruoran to complete the refining after receiving so many orders?

"Please rest assured, I will send someone to your house within five days." An Ruoran stood up to salute, and smiled slightly, "I forgot to say, what kind of flavor do you like? I can add floral aroma to the membrane sac, rose rose or lily, let's choose!"

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