"Where did she go?" Zhuo Yifan said to himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He was even a little panicked, wondering if something had happened to her, and she wouldn't have been taken away by those who followed him.

Thinking of this, he felt more and more worried, and at this moment he realized that he was so worried about this woman who had been with him for less than three days.

"Wan'er!" Zhuo Yifan shouted in the house.

But there were too many and too many voices around him, and he completely covered his own voice.

He started running around, trying to find some clues in the bustling crowd.

But after working for a long time, there was still no result.

He tried to calm himself down and comforted himself: "Wan'er is so smart and her martial arts are good, there shouldn't be a problem." She's not going to be playing tricks on me, is she?"

Thinking of this, his heart settled down a little. He thinks that with Tang Wan'er's eccentric character, it is not impossible to play tricks on himself. Following this thought, he guessed that Tang Wan'er must be somewhere in this five-story mansion, looking at himself in a hurry with a sly face, and then laughing while watching.

The more he thought about it, the more Zhuo Yifan felt speechless about Tang Wan'er, how old she was, and she was still playing such a little trick on herself.

So he began to search around with his keen eye. From the first floor, he didn't let go of any of the clothes worn by women, and kept looking.

It's not enough to just look at it, some of the women are facing away from him, and he has to step forward to make sure.

"You're insane, come to this place to see people's kisses, there's something wrong!" A man was dissatisfied with Zhuo Yifan, because Zhuo Yifan mistakenly thought that the woman he was holding in his arms was Tang Wan'er, so he separated the two from observation.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person!" Zhuo Yifan hurriedly apologized.

The two of them who were making out gave him an unhappy look, and then the passion continued.

Such white eyes and roars happened a few times, but Tang Wan'er was still not seen on the first layer.

Helpless, Zhuo Yifan began to run towards the second floor.

The second floor is not as open as the first floor, and there are rooms one after another, while the first floor is a huge hall.

The houses were scattered in all directions, stretching far and wide in each direction, and it was difficult to see the end at a glance. As a rough estimate, there should be a hundred and ten houses on the second floor.

This stunned Zhuo Yifan, if it was a brothel, there would be a hundred and ten women on the second floor. It's hard to find such a large scale.

He walked to the door of the room, and the door number on it said "Peony", and next to it was "Peony" and "Osmanthus......

"Oh, it turns out that they are all flower names, and it seems that the women on this floor are all flower names. Zhuo Yifan said to himself.

The second floor is much quieter than the first floor, not as noisy as the first floor. But when he peered into the hidden doors, the voices began to come from inside.

He could hear what it was, because it was mainly the voice of a woman, which made people's blood rush and make their bodies hot. Through the gap in the door, he could see that the disheveled woman and the man were tightly entangled, with a wide range of movements, and the sound of twists and turns was endless.

Although the door was hidden, Zhuo Yifan couldn't see what kind of woman it was, and it was impossible for him to break in directly.

And the doors of the other rooms are also hidden, and they are still these beautiful sounds.

Zhuo Yifan turned around, all of them were like this, and he had no clue about finding someone.

Then he started running towards the third floor, trying to see if the third floor was the same scene.

Entering the third floor, it is quieter. It was still a neatly arranged room, half as many as on the second floor, and half the size of the room, but the door was still hidden. The exterior of the house is very elegantly decorated, and through the hidden door, Zhuo Yifan can see that the inside is quite warmly furnished, without the slightest feeling of a brothel.

There is still a door number hanging above the door, which reads "Suya", "Qingxin", and "Yujie......

Looking at these small and fresh words, Zhuo Yifan thought that the women in the room must also be some gentle and graceful, sweet-looking, and temperamental beauties.

couldn't hold back the psychology of wanting to find out, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but glance inside through the gap in the hidden door. I saw a naked woman riding on a man who was also naked, constantly shaking her delicate body, her appearance was really sweet and pitiful, and her pure appearance made people can't help but pity.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly retracted his head, he didn't dare to look at such a good-looking woman, otherwise it would be difficult to hold himself. It's just that he can't help but wonder how a good-looking woman can do that with a man, and there is no difference between those vulgar fans on the second floor. It seems that in the matter of instinct, there is really no difference between people?

He was noncommittal about this idea, because he could not be sure whether it was right or wrong. It's just that men in the world are looking for beautiful women, and they don't want to include those who look average or poor, so are everyone just visual animals? After all, it's just a difference in skin, and the things they do are actually the same, and the effect is not much different.

Zhuo Yifan is very strange to have this kind of thought about himself at this time, how can he still think crankily at this juncture?

Maybe the whole room is full of spring colors, and the sound of the flute is boiling, which makes me fall into this situation and think crankily.

But thinking about it, he was still very satisfied with his thoughts just now, and felt that they were very profound.

He glanced at the other rooms again, and saw that it was still the same picture, still a man and a woman tightly intertwined with each other on a large scale, there was no difference, and the novelty gradually faded.

Although there are few rooms on the third floor, it is still a lot compared to the second floor, and it is still like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhuo Yifan gave up the idea of continuing to look like this on the third floor, and went straight to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is very quiet, and you can hear a pin dropping.

The room inside it is even more peculiar, with a large room in the middle, which is not inferior to the hall of Zhuojian Villa. There are small rooms all around, but they're all open.

When Zhuo Yifan passed by the small room, he looked inside and found that the furnishings of these small rooms were different, as if they had their own functions, but he didn't know what they were used for.

The house in the middle is also open, and there is a gilded plaque on the door, with two large characters written "Oiran".

"Wow, this room is the residence of the top brand Oiran of the 'Immortal Room', and the treatment is really not something that ordinary women can enjoy. Zhuo Yifan said to himself.

Since it's an Oiran, of course, its beauty is not inferior to other women, on the contrary, it is more enchanting than other women.

Seeing such a luxurious arrangement, Zhuo Yifan wanted to know what this top brand of Oiran looked like.