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After a unique "creaking" sound of the wooden door, a warm yellow light shone on Chen Chen's face. He swallowed his saliva, and his eyes unconsciously chased after Chang Yan's body.

As if he didn't notice that the light in the room was too dazzling, he raised his feet and stepped in.

Chen Chen hurriedly followed.

"Yo, such a white and tender skin. Are you going to reward me today? ”

A female voice, indescribably sweet. How to describe this, it's probably the Dongpo meat made by the master. It's obviously greasy, but I just can't help but want to hear it again. Chen Chen only felt that he had lived for thirty years, and he had never heard such a charming voice again.

Chang Yan still had his pine-like face, but he didn't dare to despise it at all in his tone.

"Sister, don't make fun of me."

Then another voice rang out.

But it was a dead wood voice.

"It's a kid from the Chang family, sit down."

Chang Yan leaned over and sat on the small circle chair next to him.

As for Chen Chen, Rao is the legendary character who was just a dragon in the past, and now seeing the boss's attention to it is also a twelve-point spirit in his heart. Where did he dare to sit, but stood down close to the back of the circle chair.

It was precisely because of this stop that he was "happy" to see the appearance of this "Heavenly Palace".

The carved fence and jade masonry are especially there, but that's it.

I saw that in the room, everything that caught my eye was golden.

That's right, it's gold.

It was as if I wished that the cracks in the floor were filled with gold water. All the tables, chairs, benches, large and small furniture are made of precious wood. Although he is not an expert in wood, he is also a little knowledgeable, and this wood alone is not a decimal, let alone the shell agate embedded in the surface.

The size of the room is even rarer.

But this living room is as much as 100 square meters, and there is a screen behind the sofa to block another room, and there is a high half-story in the corner on the right, so that it is a large scenery at a shallow look.

The ornaments on this table are even more incredible. The porcelain of the official kiln, the jade with abundant water, and the vase with gold enamel color...... The whole nine yards.

He has always lowered his head slightly, not that he has the "servility" of those old times, but that the old man Xie is really pompous enough to be seen today, and he is overwhelmed, and he unconsciously half-bows his head.

Listening to his boss and the owner of the dead wood chatting back and forth, seemingly plain, but in fact, every piece taken out is thrilling enough, his curiosity inevitably grows a lot.

He nodded stealthily and looked over to the side where the Lord was seated, but he never dared to look directly.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's even more shocking when you look at it.

Although he didn't look over there just now, from time to time there would be the laughter of various girls, or the sound of skirts swinging, and it must be not just the best one who came to him.

But I didn't expect it to be such a scene.

First, there were three or five standing next to the table, taking care of tea and snacks, although they couldn't see their faces, but they looked like they were in their 20s.

Closer were two girls kneeling on the carpet, and their faces looked even more immature. They only rubbed the old man's legs and massaged.

And the real Lord sits on the ......

He took a deep breath and hurriedly lowered his head.

It's just that the slanted light in the corners of the eyes is stained with a slight contour.

In the center sits a thin old man dressed in dark blue Chinese home clothes. To his left was a woman dressed in red satin, barefoot, and her fingernails covered in bright red nail polish. Snow-white skin, red all over, very demonic. Come to think of it, this is the owner of the Dongpo meat.

And the old man's withered right hand was holding a little girl in a white dress, and he naturally didn't dare to look at it. But this thin and slender appearance is not like what an adult girl should have.

There are a lot of people playing in the circle, but it's rare to put all the raw and cold on the bright side, and they all get such a stunning color that is difficult to find.

He unconsciously remembered that he had heard others talk about the rumors of this old Xie in the past, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the girls in front of him, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

Such a formation should be placed in that decadent era, like a depraved and extravagant prince.

His heart hung up again, and he was really seeking skin with a tiger with such an old trick.