In the night, in the concession of Baoshan Street Donghua Xingli, due to the war, now the business of the brothel is not as good as before, in front of the second hall "Yixiangyuan", the old bustard Lin Guiyu tried his best to attract guests, and smiled so much that a pair of squinted eyes were sunk into the flesh. Although Jian Yi is not a frequent visitor here, she is skillful, laughing and reaching out to pinch the waist fat on the girl who welcomes the guest at the door, while stepping into the wooden door of Yixiang Courtyard with a light gait.

The brothel is a deformed world in the heyday of prostitution, and prostitutes make a living in this deformed world, so they also develop a deformed view of right and wrong and values. In their world, how to attract customers and make money is the only purpose of life. They compete with the number of benefactors and the level of value, and whoever has more benefactors and high value will have enough face and scenery.

The antique Yixiang Courtyard, the pink light yarn swaying with the wind, the bursts of rich fragrance between the flying and dancing, after the light yarn, several wonderful shadows can be seen hazy, the ring fat swallow is thin, the posture is different, the style is thousands, like a colorful butterfly dancing, under the close look, all willow eyebrows and charming eyes, the bottom of the eyes hide spring, the posture is exquisite, the smile is smiling, and the heart is hooked.

Hua Ting uncomfortably broke free of the arms of the enthusiastic old bustard, pressed the brim of his hat and thickened his voice, "Don't be in a hurry, let me sit down and drink tea first." ”

The old bustard diligently ordered someone to send the top tea in Yixiang Courtyard, and when he turned around, he didn't dare to slack off for a moment to call the girl for a few old men.

Hua Ting and Jian Yi's tea table were ten meters apart, just the right distance, and neither body movements nor subtle facial expressions could escape the other party's eyes.

A prostitute walked downstairs with a girl in his arms and his aunt, and Hua heard a small hint that Jian Yi knocked on the tea table, and knew that this prostitute was his target tonight.

The prostitute was short and ugly, with gray hair greasy on the back of his head, and as he walked, he slid his fat palms between the girl's waist and hips, and clamored for a kiss goodbye...... The prostitute was satisfied, put away his hand, straightened his face, and walked towards the tea room on the side of the lobby.

The prostitute turned around and winked at several of the guests, and the bright red cheongsam opened extremely high, shaking out large white and greasy skin, which made the guests itch unbearably.

She stood still in front of the tea table where Hua Ting, sat down without waiting for an invitation, and while filling the empty cup on the tea table with tea, she said in a skillful tone: "Little brother, why is he alone?" Not lonely? ”

"Not lonely." Hua Ting really wanted to roll her eyes.

The prostitute giggled: "Then I'll play with the little brother?" My name is Hongxiang," she smiled brightly like a spring flower, reached out and stroked a handful of flowers to listen to this handsome and fair face, and sighed in surprise, "Little brother's skin is so good, how do you usually take care of it?" ”

Hua Ting looked not very interested, and said, "You go, go and find the most beautiful girl in your courtyard to Young Master Ben!" ”

The prostitute was stunned for a moment, obviously upset, turned around with a snort, and twisted her waist towards the stairs.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen little girls dressed in fancy clothes in front of Jian Yi, waiting for him to pick out as if they were participating in a beauty contest, and after a closer look, they were all "little tender models" in their early 20s, with no shortage of faces and figures! Their cheongsam slits are parted all the way to the root of the thighs, seductive and exaggerated, and a pair of calves with high heels are slender and slender, white and smooth, shining with an unobstructed and shameless ** light.

For Jian Yi, a veritable master, the old bustard did not dare to slack off.

Who doesn't know that Jian Yi's father is a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Finance of the National Government, and his mother is the daughter of a century-old family in Shanghai. I don't know how many rich ladies hope to marry him, but unfortunately he has a very high vision, but he likes the daughter of Bai Qihong, the boss of the evil forces in Shanghai, and it is rumored that he thinks this Miss Bai is very special, different from ordinary vulgar fans.

The bustard snickered, different from the average vulgar fan? Haven't you gone to a brothel for pastime? Men are not all the same, as soon as the freshness passes, it doesn't matter if you are in the country or the city or the moon is closed, Lao Tzu is tired of it.

Jane also seemed to casually point to the two girls at the head of the team, but they were the most top-notch, Hua heard a sneer, and Jane also glanced at her mischievously.

"Little brother, why don't you let Lilac accompany you?"

Hua turned her head when she heard this, and an "old prostitute" with a mediocre appearance and a somewhat old looking was slowly sitting next to her shoulder.

Hua Ting moved his chair extremely reluctantly and asked, "Who is Lilac?" ”

"That's me." The old prostitute winked at her.

"Uh...... Forget it, I want to drink tea alone. Seeing that the prostitute rubbed against herself without shame, Hua Ting moved the chair away with force, causing the prostitute to pounce in the air.

Jane also saw it, and covered one mouth with restraint, but the smile filled her eyes.

The prostitute shook her veil and was unhappy, "Little brother, do you think it's appropriate to come to the brothel for tea?" ”。

"Yes." Hua listened to the tea and poured it violently.

The prostitute rolled her eyes, got up stupidly and said, "Everyone really thinks they are the eldest of the Jian family." ”

Jiaohua was not happy to hear this, "What's wrong with the Jian family?" Can the Jane family be treated differently? As he spoke, he took out a stack of dollar bills from his trouser pocket and slammed it on the table, "Find the most beautiful girl in your Yixiang Courtyard for Lao Tzu!" ”

The old bustard saw a stack of colorful tickets thrown on the table by Hua Ting, and immediately threw the guest and rushed towards her, "Don't be angry with this young master," The smile on her face was flattering, and she was a dogleg, which reminded her of Ding Sicheng, "I'm going to send the most beautiful girl in our yard to the master!" ”

After the ten "tender models" stood still in front of Hua Ting, she nodded with satisfaction.

It's just that her gaze began to sweep from the face of the first girl to the end of the line, and then she pretended to sigh in disappointment, shook her head helplessly and said, "Tut-tut, just this little bit of goods can't get into the eyes of Young Master Ben." ”

"It's okay, there's still one."

The old bustard raised his hand and changed a batch.

But the same result befell them.

"Master, why don't you just say what you like? I'll get it for you. The old bustard's eyes couldn't leave the pile of colorful tickets on the table for a moment.

Hua Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed a little at the point, and said in the direction of Jian Yi, "I want the two beside him." ”

"This ......," the old bustard looked a little embarrassed.

"How?" Hua Ting squinted at her.

"Okay, I'll talk about it." The old bustard said, twisting his fat waist and going towards Jian Yi.

After listening to the old bustard's words, Jane also turned her head quite amusedly, and looked at Hua Ting's extremely cute appearance and taught him to laugh and cry, "If she wants, give it to her." With that, he shook his hand and drove the girl away.

The old bustard smiled and led the two girls to sit down beside Hua Ting, one hand already consciously caressing the stack of banknotes.

Hua Tingcai nodded with satisfaction and said generously: "The money on the table, you can see how much you get." ”

The old bustard has a lot of appetite, and after listening to this, Hua listened to this sentence and directly put the stack of banknotes on the table into his pocket.

Jian Yi pushed a chair and stood up, casually pulled an uncle and asked the direction of the bathroom, Hua Ting's eyes were shocked, and he straightened his back vigilantly, knowing that he was going to make a move.

A prostitute beside Hua Ting smiled and leaned over to fill the empty cup in her hand with tea, and her bare chest was exposed in the collar that was not buttoned properly, "This young master, if you like me, just tell your mother, let me accompany you, 8 yuan for the first night, it will be cheap next time, only 5 yuan." ”

It's so straightforward...... Hua Ting tugged at the corners of her mouth.

Not to be outdone, the prostitute on the left hand side leaned her soft body into Hua Ting's arms, "If the master likes me, I will give you a cheap price on the first night." ”

It's so straightforward...... Hua Ting tugged at the corners of his mouth again.

"Master, which of us do you like?"

A "bang" gunfire almost toppled the roof of the entire Yixiang Courtyard, pierced everyone's eardrums, and the air buzzed and vibrate, giving a trembling echo.

The old bustards, prostitutes, and maids of the entire brothel all stopped talking in disbelief, their panicked eyes glancing back and forth trying to find the source of the gunshots; The younger one went straight under the table with his head in his arms, shaking violently from the shoulders down, obviously not recovering from the gunshot just now.

Only Hua Ting calmly took the tea in his hand, raised his head and drank it all.

Time to go.

She stood up, only to see a man turn out of the shadows in the doorway.

A simple ink-colored suit, with a loosely tied tie, ten fingers clean and distinct knuckles, no decoration, only a white handkerchief casually pinched, on which Bai Ze's totem was embroidered with silver thread.

"Lock down this brothel and don't let anyone go out!"

Jian Maosheng's loud voice resounded throughout the Yixiang Courtyard where the candles were fragrant. (To be continued.) )