But it's so strange, that man obviously took the initiative to bring a blanket for Gu Tingcheng to cover it and warm the milk, why did he let her replace him, saying that he did it himself?

I really can't figure it out...... It doesn't matter, after receiving the money, she will do the same, and it has nothing to do with her.

Xiao Lin thought, shook her head, locked the cabinet, and walked out of the lounge.

Gu Tingcheng drank the milk, tidied up his clothes, and went out to play the piano.

The business in the Su Yuan Club tonight is exceptionally good, all the boxes are almost full, there may be people playing cards, the cheers are a little loud, and the sound keeps coming out of the boxes, almost overshadowing the beautiful music played by Gu Qingcheng.

At eight o'clock, from the "Rose" box, a middle-aged man with a big belly came out, drank some wine, and walked staggeringly.

He walked around the hall, then took a step and walked to the piano played by Gu Tingcheng, stared at Gu Tingcheng for a while, then circled around the piano, and finally stood beside Gu Tingcheng, stared at Gu Tingcheng's face for a few minutes, and then nodded with satisfaction, then stepped forward and asked, "Your name is Gu Tingcheng?" ”

Although this is Gu Tingcheng's first time in the service industry, she still has a good sense of self-cultivation while playing the piano, and at the same time nodding her head with a smile and "um".

The middle-aged man burped and put his hand on Gu Qingcheng's shoulder.

Gu Qingcheng's fingers playing the piano paused, and the smooth and beautiful music interrupted.

"Why don't you play it? Keep playing, it's good. The middle-aged man spoke.

Gu Qingcheng quietly turned sideways, dodged the man's hand, didn't look at him, and continued to play the piano.

The middle-aged man stood next to him and listened for a while, then stretched out his hand and pressed a piano key, mixing up Gu Qingcheng's piano sound.

"I followed your example, why doesn't the sound of pressing sound as good as you?" As the middle-aged man spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Qingcheng's hand: "You come to teach me?" ”

Gu Tingcheng quickly withdrew his hand, the middle-aged man hooked his lips, laughed softly, and leaned into Gu Tingcheng's ear: "Make a price, how much do you have for a night?" ”

The insult in the middle-aged man's words was particularly obvious, Gu Tingcheng's face instantly turned red, she stood up suddenly, stared at the man, and reprimanded in a somewhat stern tone: "Sir, please respect yourself." ”

"You don't have to pretend to be high for me, I've heard for a long time, you're a high-class prostitute, and the price is five thousand a night." The middle-aged man looked Gu Tingcheng up and down, as if he was very satisfied, nodded, and continued to speak: "It looks really good, with fine skin and tender meat, so let's go with me tonight, I'll double it for you, 10,000, what do you ......think?"

Before the middle-aged man's words were finished, Gu Qingcheng raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect that Gu Tingcheng would suddenly start beating someone, and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they opened their mouths and scolded: "Stink--son!" ”

Gu Tingcheng was angry and angry, her face turned red, she didn't think about it, she directly grabbed the score on the piano and smashed it on the man's head.