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"Uncle, do you want to come over and have a good time?" A girl with thick powder and scantily dressed stood in the door and waved to him. On the door of that house was posted "Never Forget Shampoo Room".
He shook his head and continued walking.
"Uncle, can I charge you cheaper?"
He still walked forward.
"No way, uncle?"
He stopped, and the girl saw this, and ran to pull him quickly, and pulled him into the room with rose-red lights.
"How about the complete set, Uncle? It's only 200 yuan." The girl's hair has at least six colors, her nails are painted black, and she wears heavy makeup. She only feels disgusted and has no desire for sex.
"Uncle, today is the first anniversary of opening, I'll give you a discount, how about 188?" She started to unbutton him.
"No," he said, "I just want to stay here for one night. You will take the money."
"So cheap for me?" The girl glanced at him, "Uncle is not a wanted criminal, is he? Haha."
"Youdon't ask. I'll take care of your business after you take the money, and I'll just stay for one night." He took out 200 yuan and gave it to the girl.
"Okay, then you sleep in the attic, I still have business here." The girl said after taking the money.
Qian Qian climbed up the escalator to the attic. There was a simple bamboo bed in the attic. He slept on it, put the cloth bag under his head, and covered it with a thin blanket. The whole house, including this attic, was filled with the smell of bad perfume, which made some fragments appear in his mind. It was the same middle-aged woman with dyed yellow hair and a strong smell of perfume. The strangest thing was that the woman pointed at her nose and scolded him, calling him a waste. Who is this woman? Could it be his wife? Then where is she now?
The downstairs door creaked open, then creaked shut again.
"Handsome guy, how about doing a full set?" It was still the girl's voice.
"Is it cheaper?" A young man's voice.
"For the first anniversary, I'll give you a discount, how about 188?"
"There is also an anniversary celebration, is there any special service?"
"What service do you want?"
"You'll find out later. Haha."
"You are good or bad."
The girl locked the door, drew down the curtains, and walked into the inner room with the man.
This house is decorated with cheap materials, and the sound insulation effect is very poor. Soon, "Bed March" came to mind.
The girl's moans grew louder and bolder, and the sound of the bed board became more and more violent.
After half an hour, the sound of the bed board stopped, and the sound of the man's heavy breathing was heard.
Qian Qian found that his lower body had a physiological reaction. He missed Cui Qian, the fragrance on her body, and the lingering with her on the bed. Her soft lips, sexy breasts, and ecstatic moans. He began to regret his decision to run away, but he didn't know what to do? go back? If I go back, I'm afraid they will beat me half to death. But if you don't go back, where can you go. This place is a business place for prostitutes, and I am not here to prostitute. It's nothing to spend a full set of money to live in this attic of less than ten square meters without coming to prostitutes.
Soon, there was movement below again. The girl's cheerful moans were mixed with the man's scolding and slapping sounds, and he vaguely heard his man keep cursing "bitch", "sao", "fuck you" and other words .
This time it lasted for nearly an hour. Then came the man's gasp. This time it was worse than last time.
"Handsome guy, do you still want to do it again? I have medicine and oil here."
"The bones are falling apart."
"Oh well."
After a while, the two came out of the room, the girl opened the door, and the man went out.
"Uncle!" the girl called to the attic.
Qian Qian pretended not to hear.
"Uncle! I know you haven't slept. How about it? Do you want to do it? Anyway, you paid for it. If you don't do it, it will be a waste."
"No."
"I met Lei Feng today. Haha."
This night, Qian Qian did not fall asleep. This girl has done four loads of business tonight.
At dawn, there was thunderous snoring from downstairs, and the girl finally fell asleep after working hard all night.
Qian Qian climbed down to the attic and washed his face in the bathroom. He didn't sleep all night, and cold water is the best way to cleanse? I answered again.
"I have also been to Hong Kong, where I held an art exhibition, and my paintings are top-notch!" He drank two more sips of wine, stood up excitedly, and danced.
"Painter, you're bragging again!" said a beggar opposite, holding a deck of cards in his hand.
"I I'm not bragging!" He turned around and asked Qian Qian, "I'm not bragging, am I?"
Qian Qian nodded.
"My paintings are very valuable. I will draw one for you. After ten years¡ªno¡ªfive years later, this painting will be very valuable. It can be exchanged for a house¡ªa two-story duplex villa."
"Your painting is too rough for me to wipe my butt." The beggar opposite laughed.
At this time, the painter had already drank a bottle of white wine. Hearing this, he staggered over angrily and punched him. As a result, he was easily defeated by the group of card players.
"Save your energy, painter!" The four laughed.
Not long after the painter fell to the ground, he snored. Qian Qian took the rag he used to sleep on and covered him.
He himself was very sleepy and wanted to sleep, but he was thinking about the money in the bag. He cheered himself up, sat on the ground, and continued to watch the beggars play cards. After an unknown period of time, he fell asleep automatically. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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