After everyone socialized with each other, Yu Zhuokai may have taken into account the presence of An Chuxia and Gu Fangmiao, so he waved his hand to let the prostitutes who played the piano and danced retreat.

The men also began to meet friends with texts, and An Chuxia didn't want to be in the limelight anymore, so he wrote a poem in response to the occasion, and slipped out in the name of changing clothes to breathe.

She stood at the corner of the second floor and looked into the hall on the first floor, where the stage was now replaced by a man in white clothes, with a beautiful dancing posture and a graceful and gentle posture, and a light step like a swallow nesting.

It seems that it is not easy to be a little bit in the famous Quyou Pavilion in this prosperous Songjiang Mansion.

Since ancient times, it is not easy to mix in any profession, and the dance skills of the little man on this stage cannot be practiced overnight, and it must be a lot of hard work to make the body so soft.

There were one or twenty tables in the spacious hall, and rich men of all ages, fat and thin, dressed in silk and satin, sat there and ordered a table of sumptuous wine and food.

Holding a wine glass in his hand, he hugged a delicate and beautiful man and woman in his arms, smiling and playing.

At this time, they were all immersed in this drunken and happy atmosphere.

An Chuxia admired it for a while, and the ancient famous Qinglou Chu Pavilion gradually lost his curiosity here.

Even when their eyes swept to Bai Weiwei, they also came to Qu Youguan, which was invited by the turtle slave to sit at the table in the corner of the hall, and she didn't mention it any more interested.

After An Chuxia retracted his gaze and was about to go back, he found a reason to leave with Gu Fangmiao, but as soon as he turned around, he was bumped into by a man in red.

"Ahh I'm sorry... I'm sorry! ”

After the man in red realized that he had hit someone, he hurriedly apologized in fear, and his voice trembled with horror.

But even so, he was still very close to An Chuxia.

Just as An Chuxia was about to raise his hand to push him away, he saw a stack of silver tickets in his hand.

She was surprised to see the man next to her raise his head, a pair of round, pitch-black eyes, as if with mist.

As long as the long eyelashes on both sides blink slightly, it is as if tears are rolling down, which is pitiful!

An Chuxia looked at his big eyes, small mouth, white skin and red skin, like a little baby carved in pink.

He looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is more than a head taller than himself.

At this time, the young man seemed to be greatly frightened, and glanced at the male bustard who was about to come up downstairs, and the tears in his eyes condensed into droplets of water and swirled in his eyes.

"Sister! This is me... With all the savings I've accumulated over the years, I beg my sister if she can take the money and take me with it in a while.

I'm so scared... I don't want to be a**!

There are a lot of people here who have been **, and they have all been played to death.

I beg my sister to be kind and save my life! ”

The young man said that it was miserable and desolate, which made people unbearable.

The male bustard slowly walked up to the second floor, and the boy's increasingly frightened body gradually trembled.

An Chuxia looked at the sweet-looking and cute young man in front of her, and finally moved her heart of compassion, squinted her radiant peach blossom eyes, and nodded.

The young man saw An Chuxia nodding, and finally showed a sweet smile of relief, and hurriedly walked past An Chuxia, leaving only a red back.

An Chuxia put the silver ticket that the young man stuffed in his hand into his sleeve.

The old bustard walked up to An Chuxia with a flattering smile on his face and asked, "Girl, what happened just now, was it collided by a young man?" ”

An Chuxia put one hand behind his back, one hand in front of his abdomen, his face was light, and he said in an indifferent voice: "No, it's just that I stopped him just now and asked how to get to the clean room." ”

The male bustard had never seen such a bold female customer as An Chuxia, who could stop a man in front of the public and ask how to go to that kind of place.

The old bustard pointed out a direction to An Chuxia, and left in a hurry with an equally unnatural face.

An Chuxia hooked the corners of her lips, and really followed the direction pointed by the old bustard, and went to a convenient place.

When I walked into the backyard and bypassed the flower garden, I saw a wooden sign hanging on the door of a hut with the words "clean room" written on it.

After opening the wooden door and entering, An Chuxia couldn't help but sigh, it was worthy of the clean room of the gold cave, which was cleaned very clean and burned with sandalwood.

If you don't smell it carefully, you won't really be able to smell it.

An Chuxia was about to enter the private room when he came back, when he heard the old bustard standing on the high platform on the first floor with a smile on his face and announcing loudly.

"The three new ones launched this month are delicate and have excellent skills~"

When talking about his outstanding skills, the old bustard also pointed to something, and blinked his eyes to the people below.

provoked a circle of prostitutes below who had a brain on the sperm and laughed cruelly.

The bustard's few words set the mood up, and after satisfying everyone's appetite, he continued: "This time, the children are all fresh and tender chicks.

When the time comes, lords, sons, and noble ladies should be generous and don't hesitate for money, and have more pity on them! ”

At this time, someone below was impatient and coaxed: "I'm Jin Laobustard, you have a lot of words, my lord is itchy from what you said, and you are still here to speak."

Don't hurry up and call those tender little skins out, who is impatient to listen to these~"

The man who spoke showed a lewd smile, his face was puffy, and the dark circles were deep, and he looked like he was overindulgent.

Obviously, they are frequent visitors to these Qinglou Chu Pavilions.

The bustard didn't mind what the man said, these people are their food and clothing, and without these scum with yellow stuff in their heads, people like them have to drink the northwest wind.

But what should be said has to be said, and the old bustard fluttered on his face with thick white powder, and threw a wink at everyone with his eyes.

He said loudly: "The time to excite all the distinguished guests tonight has arrived.

The one who wanted to take care of the little girl he liked on the first night of the year started with a hundred taels of silver, and the price was increased by fifty taels each time.

If anyone wants to redeem the person he sees, it will have to start at a price of 1,000 taels. ”

In order to create a tense atmosphere, the old bustard sorted out his expression and said: "The bidding has officially begun, and the one with the highest price wins!" ”

After all the words were finished, the old bustard twisted his fat buttocks and walked off the high platform, leaving everyone with a bewitching back.

With the departure of the bustard, An Chuxia found that many guests had walked out of the private room, and it seemed that they had been notified by the turtle slave.

As more and more people came out, the corridor on the second floor was suddenly full of people.

Just in the hustle and bustle of people, the first little girl was led to the stage by the turtle slave.

I saw that he was thinly dressed and extremely delicate, which made people feel pitiful.

After the little girl came on stage, he held the pipa and sang a tune to himself, with a tactful and beautiful voice, with a touch of poignancy.

Although this little guy looks average, his weak temperament can make some guests with special habits more eager to bully.

In the end, this little man was ordered by a guest on the second floor who was unwilling to show up, and ordered his entourage to buy it for two hundred taels on the first night.

After the first boy was taken away.

The turtle slave led a man with delicate facial features, slightly raised eyes, a smile, and a young man with an infernal style, and slowly walked up to the high platform.