This is Lu Qinghuan's first time to come to the Blu-ray Club, which perfectly interprets what it means to be a "drunken gold fan".

Whether it is a luxurious decoration or a valuable ornament, it shows its style everywhere.

What's even more amazing is its customer base, a fully private membership system, a membership card that can only be used as an admission ticket, costs 5 million.

At the moment, even if it is just an ordinary dance floor, the shaking inside is all rich second generations who have a lot of names and surnames.

After the customary inspection was over and the things that should be collected were put away, the waiter took them to the box number given by Mr. Li.

The waiter led them all the way inside, passing by a special performance in the middle.

Lu Qinghuan listened to the sharp whip and the woman's screams that couldn't tell whether she was in pain or pleasure, her fist clenched into a fist tightened again, and her nails left a crimson crescent directly on her white and tender palm.

Meng Yanchen glanced at her at this time, and saw that the girl was bowing her head, her face was pale, and tears were rolling in her eyes, hanging precariously, but they didn't fall out.

Sending Lu Qinghuan out was a plan he had made early on, although things were a little unexpected at this time, and he didn't have any intention of regretting it.

But at this moment, seeing that the woman was obviously terrified, but silently chose to dissolve it by herself, and did not go over to cling to him nervously like before, he was a little unspeakably depressed in his heart.

Ni Whale Luo and Lu Qinghuan had a completely different mentality, she looked around curiously, completely appreciating new things, her eyes were full of interest, and occasionally she exclaimed and shook Meng Yanchen's arm.

"So it can still be like this, Yanchen, look, that woman is actually hanging in the air."

After a while, he said: "That's amazing, the candle is so beautiful, and the wax oil dripping out really looks like a flower." ”

Meng Yanchen hadn't seen any of these either, although he was frowning, his attention was slowly broken down.

Lu Qinghuan took advantage of the fact that no one was observing her kung fu at this moment, and quietly took out a set from the box that could be seen everywhere on the side of the road and clasped it in the palm of her hand.

People who like to mess around in this kind of place, sadism is only one of them, and there may be some diseases on their bodies.

She's unlucky enough, even if she can't escape today, she has to do everything she can to protect herself.

No matter how long the road is, there is an end after all, and in the admiration of Ni Whale Fall, the box that Mr. Li said has arrived.

The waiter made a gesture of please, then bowed away.

Meng Yanchen looked at the red-gold wooden door in front of him, pondered for a moment, and motioned for Lu Qinghuan to step forward.

"Huanhuan, you go knock on the door."

Lu Qinghuan knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so he clenched the things in his palm, clenched his hands into fists, and just landed on the door, and before he could exert himself, the door swayed and opened by himself.

At the same time, a tremendous force came from behind her, viciously pushing her shoulder.

Lu Qinghuan couldn't be guarded, and pounced in the direction of the door opening, the sense of weightlessness was too strong, she didn't even have any room for struggle, so she lay on the ground with her face first.

In order not to get herself too seriously injured, she instinctively propped up the ground with her palm, and the things hidden all the way in her palm flew out.

There was a long burgundy blanket on the ground, Lu Qinghuan didn't hurt when she fell, and she was embarrassed, and the last thought in her mind at this time was to pick up the set first.

As far as the eye could see, not far from her hand, she pretended to fall and wanted to get up, and just reached for it without a trace.

Suddenly, there was a dusty leather shoe in front of him, impartially, wiping her outstretched fingertips and stepping on her cover.

Lu Qinghuan paused, maintained a half-kneeling posture, propped his hands on the ground, bit his pale pink lips, and raised his head with a pair of misty eyes.