Chapter 6: Reality Show(4)

Boss Li said again:

"Miss Mi, don't worry, this kind of performance is very safe. Neither the actors themselves nor the audience, no one is going to leak things out -- who is so stupid that they want to leak it? It's not good for anyone to leak out, everyone has to protect themselves, right?"

I gritted my teeth and let my heart go.

"Good. ”

This "good", I gritted my teeth with the tragic mood of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return", as if it had taken his life's strength.

Boss Li looked at me, his triangular eyes narrowed again, and he smiled:

"Miss Mi is a smart person. Dealing with smart people is the most enjoyable thing. ”

That night, there happened to be a "real person...... show" performance. It's not every night that there are performances like this. There are only two or three times a week, and for safety reasons, the time is generally variable and the number of times is indefinite.

Boss Li asked me to "see and understand", what is a "real person...... The show, of course, also opened my eyes, and he was mentally prepared enough to take me to the show - it was a place of absolute secrecy, and no one was allowed to know the exact location of the venue until they were trusted.

Boss Li took a black cloth and blindfolded me.

Then, he took me with me, who was nervous, and walked for a long time. The surrounding sounds gradually changed from noise to silence.

It's like getting into an elevator.

Not long after, I got off the elevator again. After walking a little further, Boss Li put down the hand that was holding me.

"Miss Mi, it's here. ”

I ripped off the black cloth covering my eyes.

I struggled to open my eyes and look around. But it was pitch black, and I couldn't see what it was, or what was around me.

Like, it's a well-renovated basement.

I couldn't hear the slightest noise, and the temperature was low.

But I still felt that there were quite a few people sitting around—not a lot, probably less than ten, because no one spoke, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin on the ground. Occasionally, in the boundless darkness, one or two sporadic red dots were seen, flickering one after another, which was a guest smoking.

After a while, the middle place lit up.

It was a chandelier, and under the chandelier was a white bed. The bed is very fragrant, layers of lace, soft, luxurious, and vaguely scented.

At this time, a woman with a long egg-yellow trench coat wrapped around her body walked in. The woman is very young, just in her early twenties, not pretty, but her figure is indescribably good, her breasts are very plump, her waist is very thin, her buttocks are very upturned, she has a very heavy smell of wind and dust, sexy, coquettish, and it seems that she should be drunk by nature.

Behind the woman was a tall young man in his twenties dressed as a waiter.

The woman walked to the bed and took off the long trench coat that was wrapped around her body—she was wearing nothing inside. Her white-flowered, unhung body suddenly shone brightly and exposed to everyone.

She was naked, writhing gracefully without shame, bold movements, incendiary, and extremely vulgar. After a while she climbed into bed, lay down, put a pair of legs, as far as possible, apart.

Her private place was completely naked. There was a strong illuminating light that illuminated her private places clearly and unobstructed.

The young man did not know where to take a cucumber and handed it to the woman.

(To be continued)