Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

matter how old she is, she can still call him "sir."A pair of jade arms, a thousand people pillow, half a vermilion lip, ten thousand people taste.The passion of the brothel, Jiang Wang wouldn't take...slate!"I'm afraid you might say the wrong thing with your mouth, but be heartbroken inside."Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!“What kind of talk!” Jiang Wang took a step back: “...