"Da, da, da......"

Stepping up the stairs, crisp footsteps sounded.

The prostitutes who watched Mr. Qian step onto the second floor understood one after another.

There are definitely stones stuck in the shoes, and the cloth shoes can make the sound of knocking on the wood when they step on the stairs.

Halfway through, the sound of "squeak~" opening the door sounded.

Qian Gongzi, who was walking towards the second floor, also stopped and looked at the second floor.

I saw a woman standing in the corridor on the second floor at this time, looking sad, and tears had already soaked her tear frame.

The woman closed her eyes, and tears fell from her sockets, and in an instant, two long tear lines hung on the woman's cheeks.

When everyone saw it, they were angry and had an inexplicable sense of worrying in their hearts.

That woman is the head of the largest green building in the capital, 'like a dream'.

Slightly green, but upright to the impeccable facial features meticulously discharged the beautiful outline, under the faint shadow of the flow of eyes, is a natural melancholy temperament, melancholy with a little bit of Qinglou women's unique charm and color.

And the eyes that wept until they were red added a bit of poignancy. Provoke people's pity.

The first floor of the green building is a place to receive ordinary guests, and the second floor is the boudoir of some of the top Oiran.

In the same way, it is also a place to receive 'highest' guests.

But one thing is different is that although this is a place of 'reception', however, not all of the Oiran heads who live on the second floor of the Qinglou are sold out.

There are also selling bodies, but it depends on the mood of the oirans.

I've lived on the Oiran floor for many years, and it's not like the top Oiran brands who only sell their art but don't sell themselves.

And those oirans are all precious animals, and this dream is one of them.

And since it is a cherished animal, not to mention the very high selling price, sometimes, even if you have money, you can't see the oiran side you want to see.

Like a dream. In this green building, there is no money to see the top card.

"Mom, you just called me, is there something wrong?"

Like a dream, Zhu opened his lips lightly and spoke.

Listening to the crying voice, everyone's hearts twitched together.

Sure enough, the so-called red face and troubled water are not lies.

"Nothing, nothing. It's just that I'm afraid that you'll cry something inside, so I'm planning to ask Mr. Qian to go up and take a look. ”

As he spoke, the bustard glanced at the young man Qian who was halfway up the stairs.

Mr. Qian was suddenly overjoyed......

This bustard is creating opportunities for himself?!!

"yes, yes. Hearing that the girl in Rumeng was in tears after reading something called a newspaper, Xiaosheng couldn't help but feel pity when she heard it, and came to inquire. If you can be a little girl, I am willing to enlighten the girl like a dream and help the girl get out of the predicament. ”

After hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Mr. Qian.

Ya's lie comes casually, your lying skills are so high, do your family know about it?

And after hearing this, the fluctuation in Narumeng's heart was also very large, but it was just ...... Her fluctuations are different from others.

This bastard is sick, isn't he? Can you speak? I cried and you felt pity? Well, it's actually quite normal.

After all, for those of us who sell meat, it is necessary to make the prostitutes feel a sense of love and pity, so that they can make better money.

But what do you mean by enlightening me? I know you well, huh? Did you pay? You've obviously been cheated, I've heard you!

What's more, I have already promised someone, and that person has promised me to redeem my life, and has already enlightened me, and I still need you to come?

No, there's something that really needs you.

Thinking of this, Rumeng then spoke.

"Mr. Qian."

"Xiaosheng is here."

Qian Gongzi shook the folding fan in his hand, looking radiant.

Ya Rumeng really needs me to enlighten you? Really interesting to me?

"Although I don't know the name of Mr. Qian and the geometry of his family, please forgive me for being rude like a dream, like a dream today, I don't want to see guests."

As he spoke, Rumeng began to walk back.

"Slow like a dream girl"

Seeing this, Qian Gongzi shouted loudly, but at this time, Rumeng had already pushed open the door again.

At the same moment, a faint sound smaller than a needle falling on the floor sounded in Rumeng's ears.

[Wait, through this product, it seems that you can also achieve your goal.] 】

Then, Rumeng stopped.

At the same time, the young man also went up to the second floor.

There was still about a meter and a half away from Rumeng, Qian Gongzi stopped and said.

"Miss Rumeng, she was abrupt before, please don't blame Miss Rumeng."

"Xiaosheng's name is Qian Zhengdao, and he is the nephew of Qian Qianyi, the leader of Donglin, and his mother is the only one left in the family except for his uncle."

"The right way is here today, not for anything else, but to be able to talk freely with the girl like a dream, and there is no other intention."

Hearing this, a voice came from Rumeng's ears again.

[That's it! 】

Then, Rumeng bowed slightly to Qian Zhengdao and said.

"Alas—Mr. Qian said before that he wanted to enlighten like a dream, right?"

At this point, tears appeared in Rumeng's eyes again.

"Xiaosheng is not talented, and he is willing to share worries and solve problems for the girl who is like a dream."

"Childe, come downstairs with me."

As he spoke, Rumeng walked directly past Qian Zhengdao and walked downstairs.

Halfway through, Rumeng hurriedly shouted to the bustard.

Seeing this, Qian Zhengdao hurriedly followed behind Rumeng and walked down the stairs with him.

"Mother, would you please ask someone to carry the round table where our sisters read the newspaper in the morning to the center of the hall? Take out the newspaper again. ”

"Okay."

The bustard didn't know what he was going to do, but he still responded to the road.

Then, without the bustard's words, the turtles in the Qinglou spontaneously took action, lifted out the table where the prostitutes read the newspaper in the morning, placed it in the center of the hall, and spread a huge red cloth.

I have to say that the turtles in the Qinglou are still very good at observing words and feelings.

Many things can be prepared with a single beginning, like the red cloth on this table.

After walking to the first floor, Rumeng hurriedly turned his head and said to Qian Zhengdao.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Qian, in fact, the reason why my sisters and I can't cry in the morning is because we cry for the same reason. It's all because of the newspaper. ”

"That newspaper evokes bad memories in the hearts of my sisters and others, and although we want to forget, we can't forget it."

"I wonder if Mr. Qian can enlighten Rumeng at the same time, but also help Rumeng's sisters?"

Hearing this, tears began to appear in the eyes of the prostitutes around them.

And Qian Zhengdao said.

"This is what the right way should do, man, how can you say that it can't?!"

After hearing this, the corners of Rumeng's mouth curled slightly, although it looked like a smile, but in fact, it was a treacherous smile like a dream.