HRPM – Chapter 90 Trying to please him? (2)

Jin Luoluo and Xiao Che were clearly not on the same wavelength at all. At this moment, her mind was rapidly flipping through countless jokes she had heard in the modern world.

“Ahem~~” Jin Luoluo cleared her throat and, holding back her laughter, said: “Once, two countries were at war. A general went to the front lines to inspect the situation and asked a soldier, ‘How are things ahead?’ The soldier replied, ‘Not far ahead there’s a foolish enemy archer. His aim is terrible—he’s been shooting for days and hasn’t hit a single one of us.’ Hearing this, the general got angry: ‘You know there’s an enemy archer lying in ambush and you still haven’t taken him out? Idiot!’ The soldier replied, puzzled, ‘Isn’t this good? Do you want them to replace him with someone more accurate?’ Haha…”

After finishing, Jin Luoluo collapsed onto the stone table, laughing wildly without any regard for her image.

Xiao Che’s face darkened. What on earth was this woman doing? Was this her unique kind of “foreplay”? But could jokes like this really stir a man’s desire? She might as well just flirt directly—it would be more effective.

Seeing Xiao Che’s dark expression, Jin Luoluo felt defeated.

This “jinx” really had a high threshold for humor. She had finally found a joke he could understand from this era, yet he didn’t laugh at all—truly a cold-faced killer.

So she pressed on: “Two men went up a mountain. One accidentally slipped and fell off a cliff. His companion shouted anxiously, ‘Brother, how are you? Are you okay?’ The one falling replied, ‘I don’t know—I’m still falling. I’ll tell you later~~~~ haha~~’”

Xiao Che’s face remained dark.

Still not laughing?

Jin Luoluo suddenly had an idea, a crafty gleam flashing in her eyes. This one will definitely make him laugh.

Putting on a very serious expression, she said: “Once there was a swordsman. His sword was cold, his gaze was cold, and his heart was even colder. In the end… he froze to death!”

After saying that, Jin Luoluo burst into loud laughter again, pounding the table and clutching her chest as if she might collapse from laughing too hard.

Xiao Che’s face turned even darker as he narrowed his eyes at her.

What exactly was this woman trying to do? Instead of serving him, she was standing there telling jokes, laughing uncontrollably, while completely ignoring the very person she was supposed to be pleasing.

Jin Luoluo laughed until her stomach hurt. When she looked up and saw that Xiao Che still had no reaction, she was completely at a loss.