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    Hearing this, the old bustard's face trembled with laughter. The so-called training, of course, can only be taught by serving him together. This kind of playing method requires a lot of effort.

    She immediately became more polite, "Sir, you saw that you forgot to ask me what I would call you when I came in."

    "Su."

    The old bustard smiled and said, "Mr. Su, I'll go down and call the girls up right now. You can choose the one you like!"

    Before leaving, she couldn't help but look back and glanced back. Those waist and legs must be at least one or two.

    After the madam closed the door, the shouting around the room did not weaken. Su Mi leaned on Qin Yan's chest, raised her head and asked:

    "Young master what are you teaching"

    The word 'young master' came out of Su Mi's mouth. It was crisp and soft. Qin Yan's eyes darkened, and he hugged her tighter, "It's nothing. Just sit back and watch."

    "Then can I move around the room?"

    This is actually what Su Mi wants to say most.

    She felt very stuffy as her chest was pressed by Qin Yan all the way. Plus, hearing these strange sounds, she felt a little hot for no reason.

    After finally waiting for no one, of course she wanted to move around.

    At a glance, the room was not big, but it was two doors deep. Outside was an Eight Immortals table with chairs and benches, and several beds and desks were close to the inner room. Su Mi was still a little curious when he heard what the madam said about the bell.  I want to take a closer look behind the bead curtain.

    Seeing Su Mi poking his head, Qin Yan laughed and let go of his hand, sitting on the nanmu armchair beside the table. However, his arms were empty, which suddenly made him feel a little uncomfortable.

    He looked at Su Mi's figure and said casually: "Among the brothels, I heard that the women from Qingnan Chun are the best at pestering people."

    Su Mi had almost reached the bead curtain, turned around and asked, "How do you pester someone?"

    ¡°Wherever there is space, sit wherever you can.¡±

    Su Mi stopped when he heard this and looked at Qin Yan, thinking that the woman brought by the old bustard should be coming up soon

    She turned her head abruptly, ran to Qin Yan, carefully sat on his knees, and whispered: "Supervisor, if they get too close to you, I'm afraid our identities will be discovered  .¡±

    Qin Yan put his arm around her waist with a smile, "Yeah, okay."

    Su Mi was right. After a while, the madam came in with a row of women swaying their waists and swaying their hips.

    The long skirts of pure peony shisha meandering to the floor. They have a gorgeous appearance. The pearl armbands appear and disappear. They are all charming while posing with their hands. Although the appearance is not comparable to Su Mi, after all, she has experienced human affairs.  , the femininity revealed in the bones can always make ordinary men look directly at her.

    Before entering the door, most of them had impatient expressions on their faces.

    Qingnanchun is a brothel, not a brothel, and the girls have some choice.

    ????????? Normally, this kind of competition is often popular with young men from rich families, but it is tiring for them and they have to please. Although they have more money, they still lack interest.

    If it hadn't been that the mother said it, the other party was like a good look, they would be too lazy.

    With a good appearance, how good can one come to a brothel?

    But when they entered the door, those who had not dressed up carefully were all regretful. The man sitting at the table in front of them had a handsome appearance, and his peach blossom eyes with slightly raised tails could teach them how to move with just a glance.  Crisp up a few times.

    ¡°If I could have sex with him in bed once, I would be willing to do it even if I didn¡¯t earn a little bit of trouble.

    From this moment on, the women¡¯s originally lazy figures instantly turned into swaying willow branches. Although the woman in his arms who was dressed as a man had better looks than them, she didn¡¯t understand men as well as they did.

    The old bustard laughed and said: "Mr. Su, take your pick. These are our best girls. If you hadn't come early, you would have been selected long ago."

    Qin Yan's hand rubbed Su Mi's waist, and his eyes swept across the row of women in front of him. The smile on his face was wicked, but it didn't reach his eyes.

    "That's all."

    The old bustard smiled and said: "Master Su is not satisfied. The girls here are all selected from the best, and these are among the best."

    Qin Yan laughed and looked at Su Mi in his arms, "Are you, the best, half as beautiful as my beloved concubine?"

    The old madam smiled, looking at the pretty and blushing woman in Qin Yan's arms, she sighed in her heart, what's the use of having a face, how can she serve a good man if she doesn't understand anything.

    She said: "Okay, the madam will go find some for the young master."

    &nbspOuch, these people who don¡¯t know how to be satisfied have given too much.

    The next day, before dawn, two women helped each other out from the door on the third floor. Their faces were completely different from the ones they had when they went in. They were just tired and had half-painted thick makeup.

    They were standing tall and their steps were a little unsteady.

    As agreed before, the flower room is filled with a bunch of Qingnanchun girls who have been waiting to hear bed materials.

    "Sister Liu'er, Sister Xiang'er, what are you" A prostitute covered her mouth and snickered. They had a lot of experience in this industry, but it was rare to be so haggard in one night.

    "Tell me, how is that handsome man?"

    Another said with a sour taste: "Look at them like that, how can you not be satisfied?"

    Liu'er sighed, "I won't mention it anymore. After dancing all night, my waist is almost broken."

    "Liu'er, you're being unkind. You ate all the meat and didn't even let us drink the broth."

    "Really, Liu'er and I danced all night" Xiang'er also rubbed her waist and frowned.

    "Okay, okay, what are you talking about about good sisters? If you say this, who will believe it? I won't ask."

    Liu'er and Xiang'er are really incapable of arguing. Who would come to a brothel and spend a lot of money to watch people dance? If they hadn't experienced it themselves, I wouldn't believe it.

    Fortunately, they shook the turbans in their robes and looked at each other. They were generous. The mute had no choice but to eat (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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