It’s still early, Haikui took Yu Lin to go shopping in the street. Originally, he also called Lao Huang, but this guy didn’t go, and he didn’t know what he wanted to ask why he didn’t go and didn’t say anything. Haikui and Yu Lin could only take to the streets.
There are not many people in the street, either engaged in production or resting after production. It can be regarded as a quiet and lonely feeling on the quiet side street, which is very suitable for lonely men and women of school age to wander around the side street, and occasionally no one will care about holding hands, kissing their mouths and attacking their chests. There is also a strange little pleasure.
Haikui is walking in such a street to give birth to such a feeling, but this guy is also a bit hypocritical, with a wicked heart and no thief courage.
Yu Lin has been living in this environment, so he doesn’t feel much, but Haikui is used to modern cities, and now he has an indescribable freshness in this quaint town.
They walked around and looked around, pointing at each other like a pair of tourists, and didn’t return until it was dark. The roads in this town were almost the same, and the houses were almost the same. The only difference was the decorations in front of the door and the color of the gate.
Haikui can’t tell the difference between the east and the west after walking for a while, and Yu Lin has lived in this environment since she was a child, so she took Haikui to find her way back.
I had a meal at the tavern owner’s house. It was a simple home-cooked porridge.
Haikui saw that it was almost time, and said to Yu Lin, "You have a good rest at home, and I will go out with Lao Huang."
The tavern wife also knew that Yu Lin was a woman, and said with a smile, "Sister stays with me at home, but don’t do anything wrong to her."
Listen to that tone, the tavern wife seems to have some resentment. Is it that her husband has gone off the rails? Haikui also didn’t think deeply. After putting away his luggage, he went out with broken silver and a few gold bars. Now he has money on him, and Lao Huang has military value. Haikui feels that a cow’s life needs to be licentious. The only worry is that if he is in trouble, it will be miserable if Lao Huang doesn’t make moves.
The Qing-Lou in Wumei Town is not far from their pub, and it’s only a short walk away. At this time, when the lights are on, there are already many men who are having fun. Although it’s not lively, there is already some atmosphere.
Haikui looked up and saw the sign of Qing-Lou, which was the word Qing-Lou, and there was no arty name, such as what embroidered building was. It was the word Qing-Lou directly. This is what the tavern owner called the only Qing-Lou in the town, which was opened by the richest master Zhou in Wumei Town. Haikui thought it was quite like it. Two girls at the door greeted the guests and were waving their hands. Wide clothes can’t show the fullness of the chest, only the white neck. If this Qing-Lou is run by Haikui, put on the cheongsam with bare legs, and then put on tight clothes to show the perfect chest line, it is estimated that the business will be twice as hot.
Because it was dark at first, there weren’t too many guests. Watching the girls from a distance was just chatting with each other and waiting for the guests to come to the door.
Haikui and Lao Huang came towards Qing-Lou. Haikui glanced at Lao Huang, whose face was calm, and suddenly felt that this guy was dressed as a pig to eat a tiger.
Old Huang didn’t feel shy and hesitant at all. The dead man came to the entrance of Qing-Lou with a smile on his face. The two girls at the door were stunned and immediately smiled. "Yo, you are here!"
Haikui obviously saw that this bitch was looking at Lao Huang, not him who was well proportioned.
Haikui was quite amused when another plump woman trotted in. She was so plump that she could feel the waves of her hips even in her wide clothes. It seemed that she was estimated to be in her forties and shouted at Haikui and Lao Huang with heavy makeup: "You damn fool!"
Hai Kui was sure that the fool was not calling him but Lao Huang. He was full of doubts and curiosity and asked, "I didn’t expect Lao Huang to be a master of flowers. Everyone here knows you!"
Lao Huang grinned to reveal his white jagged teeth, and then gave the bitch in her forties a bear hug in front of everyone.
Hai Kui was shocked. I didn’t expect Lao Huang to be so fierce. It’s not shameful to be so fierce!
Old Huang hugged the woman in her forties, and Haikui followed them into the Qing-Lou. Sadly, she found that the girls were very dull to him, but they were very enthusiastic about Old Huang, which made Haikui guess whether this guy was very rich and willing to throw money to make this group of women so enthusiastic.
Of course, Haikui didn’t expect Lao Huang to be a gifted god of war, but this guy doesn’t look like a great bed player!
In addition to the woman in her forties, Lao Huang held a woman in her thirties with her other hand, holding her left and her right. The smile was brilliant, and all the wrinkles on her face were crowded together. Hai Kui found that since she came in, Lao Huang didn’t lavishly reward a dime, but the two women were still very careful.
Lao Huang suddenly turned to Haikui and said, "You play first, I’m staying here tonight!" " With that, he went upstairs with the two women he hugged left and right.
This is the first time that Lao Huang has taken the initiative to speak to Haikui.
It was not until Lao Huang left that the girls became enthusiastic about Hai Kui. A woman with heavy makeup in her mid-twenties raised her eyebrows to seduce Hai Kui. Hai Kui understood that it was a green building. He thinks it should be a prostitute-hospital.
There are still some differences between a prostitute-hospital and a brothel.
Prostitutes-women in courtyards don’t sell themselves. Most of them don’t have any skills. They make money by selling * *, while women in Qing-lou don’t sell themselves. Only when they meet the right man will they devote themselves. Most of them live by performing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for men. The girls here are sold without selling themselves at first sight. Although Hai Kui likes this bite, she still feels a little uneasy when she stands, and the body of intercourse with countless men is a little unacceptable.
The girl of twenty-seven handed Haikui a small bottle of wine directly. "This childe looks unfamiliar!"
Haikui didn’t hide it. "This is my first visit to your Qinglou!"
"Oh!" The girl drawled for a long time, and then looked at Haikui with great interest.
Haikui was teased by her eyes and felt uncomfortable, as if she had stripped her naked. Although Haikui was also colored, she belonged to man show’s type and died by exposure. This red-naked-naked look was a little unbearable.
"Lao Huang often comes?" In order to cover up the embarrassment, Haikui coughed and asked.
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Chapter 457 Recognize the unintelligent
As soon as the woman of twenty-seven or twenty-eight held out her chest, "Of course, our sisters welcome Lao Huang!" " The woman smiled like a cloud.
Haikui asked weakly, "Because of money?"
Women laugh badly and tend to be slutty. "How can Lao Huang be rich!" "
"That is?" Haikui is puzzled.
"He has a good gun!" The woman Yan mouth laughed.
"gun?" Lao Huang’s force value is good, but he didn’t see any weapons, so Haikui understood and smiled: "Have you ever been with him?"
I didn’t expect the woman’s face to turn red. "I miss it!"
Hai Kui didn’t expect Lao Huang to be so awesome. In his heart, he raised his position a little bit and took a sip of wine. "Then why didn’t you go in with Lao Huang?"
"He is too strong for me!" The woman said weakly, with infinite shyness.
Haikui drank the wine silently. There was a plate of purple-black fruit on the table that attracted Haikui’s attention. Haikui picked it up and tasted it. It was sweet and sour, and the mouth was full of saliva. It was indeed ebony.
"Is this your famous ebony fruit?" Haikui picked up another one and asked.
The woman smiled very charming. "Yes, you won’t forget it if you eat it!" " Then he gave Haikui a glad eye.
Haikui smiled. "What’s your specialty?" In fact, he just wants to ask if you have some skills in bed, so how can you play in a place like this?
"You are here, you should know what my specialty is!" The woman gave Haikui a half-coquetry push on the chest, and then tried to squeeze into Haikui’s arms.
You’re welcome, Haikui held her directly and let her sit on her lap. When she reached out, she touched her fart and kneaded it.
It’s a bastard not to take advantage of it, so Haikui is also welcome.