Chapter nine hundred and ninety-first poisonous tongue female writer
“I don’t know what is written, but I have a good sense of confidentiality!”
Seeing the androgynous girl lying on the table, staring at Downton warily like a wild cat guarding her food, Homer complained.
"Who cares about her!"
Although this androgynous woman is quite good-looking, Downton has no interest in chatting with her. He focuses on the stage.
Twelve women with wavy hairstyles walked onto the stage. They were wearing bright red bunny girl costumes. Because they were tight-fitting, they wrapped their plump buttocks and breasts tightly, and they had purple stockings on their legs.
The light shines on it, transforming it into a scene of temptation.
"Can you dance in these shoes?"
Downton was stunned. The crystal high heels on the feet of these bunny girls were three inches high. Even when they were walking, he was worried that they would fall, but they made all kinds of difficult moves.
"I dance much better than them, do you want to see it?" The woman was still teasing Downton. This time she didn't reach out, but used her calf to rub against Downton, "It's just on the bed!"
"unnecessary!"
Downton refused.
The woman continued to pester, and when she saw that Downton was completely ignoring her, she gave up, got up and left to find her next prey.
"that's all?"
Downton was very disappointed. These dancers had the basics of dance and their postures were beautiful enough, but there was not much newness because they were still the same old ones.
The bunny girls stood in a row hand in hand, constantly raising their legs, shaking their upper bodies, making the breasts wrapped in low-cut dresses jiggle, and blowing kisses seductively, igniting the atmosphere of the audience as much as possible and making the men scream.
“It’s just that the dancing place is luxurious, the costumes are well-dressed, and the dancers are of a relatively high standard!”
Downton curled his lips. Dancing was boring, and even the whiskey had no taste.
"It's just Hina who comes to a nightclub for the first time. Your requirements are quite high!" the androgynous woman heard Downton's comments and joked in a low voice.
Downton frowned and ignored it.
"Hey, are there any more jokes similar to 'I want to be quiet'? Can you give me another one?" The androgynous woman tapped the table with a pen, "I'll pay for all your expenses tonight!"
"If I invite a hundred dancers to a party, will you also invite me?"
Downton doesn't like the attitude of androgynous women. This guy is too self-centered and doesn't consider other people's feelings when he speaks. He just talks about what he thinks. In addition, although the clothes he wears are shabby, they are made of good material. He looks spoiled at first glance.
The androgynous woman didn't answer and glanced at Downton's waist.
Before Downton could realize what the other party meant, she spoke, "I'm not short of gold coins. I'm just afraid your kidneys can't handle it!"
"Then do you want to give it a try?" When someone questioned him, Downton's face suddenly darkened and his tone was unkind, "I promise you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"
"Just you? Boom!"
The androgynous woman raised her right fist, and just when Downton thought this guy was going to get angry and start a fight, she suddenly gestured with her middle finger.
Downton laughed in anger and attacked with venomous tongues, "You're the one with no butt and no breasts. Why did you take off your clothes? Are you counting your ribs for fun?"
"Use your toothpick to count?" The androgynous woman, who was not a good person, replied sharply, "A grown man with no sense of mind. No wonder he doesn't even have a girlfriend. He wants to go to a nightclub to seek comfort!"
"How do you know I don't have a girlfriend?"
Downton asked rhetorically.
"Don't you have one?"
Neutral women fight back.
"Well……"
Downton was speechless. He liked Xia Luo, but it was a secret love and she was not his girlfriend. As for Sissi, he didn't admit it either. So he was really a single young man.
"Hey, you are twenty years old, and you don't even have a girlfriend. Isn't that embarrassing?" The neutral woman looked at Downton and deliberately put on a heartbroken expression, "Your face is really ruined.
If it were any other man, his girlfriends would be able to form a hundred-member knights!"
Before Downton could speak, the androgynous woman continued to ask, "Don't you think you've been frugally saving money for several months before you're willing to go to a nightclub?"
Downton's face was expressionless.
"Well, I understand, men don't want to admit that they are paupers, but if you have a lot of golden tickets in your wallet, you look like a pig, and women will line up waiting for you to pick them!"
The androgynous woman's venomous attacks were irrespective of the occasion. As soon as she said these words, the eyes of the carefully dressed women nearby who came here specifically to choose a good wife changed when they looked at her.
"I apologize to all the women in the world!"
Downton yelled in his heart and wanted to run away. He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be scolded to pieces.
"No money? It doesn't matter. Did you see those women in the corner of the rest area?"
Neutral women indicate with their eyes.
Downton turned around and saw a dozen noble ladies staring here. When they saw him looking over, they immediately raised their glasses to salute.
"They are all ladies, very hungry. If you stick to them now, not only can you solve the first blood problem, but you can also get a lot of money. If you can sweet talk, you can basically live in peace and wait to die.
It’s rice bugs!”
The androgynous woman took a sip of brandy and reminded, "But remember to replenish your kidneys, otherwise you will become a piece of firewood before you reach thirty. By the way, keep some eyes open when you have an affair. If your husband blocks it,
If you live there, you will probably be beaten to death."
Poof!
The women around him laughed and pointed at Downton. Some bold ladies even came over and looked at him with fiery eyes.
"Sorry, I'm not short of money!"
Downton quickly took out his wallet and showed it. He didn't want to be treated like a pretty boy.
The eyes of several escort girls immediately widened. Except for a few hundred-yuan gold tickets, the rest were all in large amounts of one thousand yuan, a thick stack, filling their wallets.
"Ah? I understand!" the androgynous woman knocked on the table with her fingers, showing an expression of sudden realization, "So you are a gay and like men. No wonder you are handsome and rich, but you don't have a girlfriend, right? You have many men.
friend!"
"You are the gay, your whole family is gay!"
Downton found that for the first time, he was not as good as others when it came to his mouth.
The androgynous woman shrugged her shoulders, looking indifferent.
"Continued Cup!"
Downton took a sip of wine and originally wanted to change seats. But he was worried that people would say he was afraid of this woman, which would make her even more proud, so he didn't move.
"Hey, want to tell you one more thing?"
After a few minutes of silence, the neutral woman asked again.
"What's going on with this guy?"
Downton frowned.
"This woman definitely has no social common sense. Writers are almost all such creatures. They always live in their own world!"
The cheap god complained, but Homer gave him the middle finger and looked down upon him.
"We agreed, if your jokes can make me laugh, I will introduce you to a girlfriend!" The androgynous woman sorted out her portfolio and tempted Downton, "She's very beautiful, and she's also a female knight!"
"Okay, let me tell you something, cough. Listen up." Downton cleared his throat, "Once upon a time, there was a king!"
The ladies who coveted Downton also showed a listening look and sat next to him, looking for opportunities to strike up a conversation.
"The king saw that his princesses looked ugly and depressed, and was very worried, so he called a priest for treatment. However, a month later, there was still no improvement. So the king issued a notice asking who could cure the princesses' illness.
He was rewarded with the title of a powerful earl, and under the stimulation of the great reward, an old priest came."
"Speak quickly!"
A bold lady sat next to Downton, stretched out her hand and gave him a push. Her expression was **.
"Half a month later, the king inspected the harem and found that the princesses looked charming. Each one of them was so beautiful that it made people salivate. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He rewarded the old priest, but when he passed by the harem gate, he saw a man lying on the ground.
They are sallow and skinny, and the guards are loading them onto carts and taking them away!"
The surroundings fell silent, which was incompatible with the lively atmosphere on the stage, but no one paid attention. Even the bartender stopped what he was doing and pricked up his ears attentively.
"The king was furious and asked why there were men here. The old priest reported with an unchanging expression that these were not men, but the dregs of medicine left after the princesses took medicine!"
After Downton finished speaking, he glanced at the neutral woman.
It was probably the first time for the Westerners to hear such a joke, so they didn't understand it yet. Everyone looked at them with confused eyes. However, after more than ten seconds, the ladies started laughing, leaning forward and backward.
"Have all your talent points been focused on poisonous tongue? Can't you even understand this? Leave some for your IQ!"
Downton retorted, looking at the androgynous woman's constipated face, he felt extremely happy.
"What exactly does that mean?"
A woman asked, and after a lady explained, the whole audience was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. The women who can play here are not ladies, so they don't care about these dirty jokes.
"It's pretty good, but it's too erotic."
The neutral woman chuckled and made a note, "Is there more?"
"Gone!"
Seeing those noble ladies gathering together to watch the excitement, Downton quickly got up and prepared to go to the toilet to escape.
"You have to pay attention to your image. You are a Paladin. If these words get out, you will inevitably be imprisoned!" Homer reminded.
"How do you spread the word? Which paladin have you ever seen come to a nightclub?"
Downton only fought back when he was depressed by the androgynous woman, otherwise he would never tell such a joke.
"Be careful and you'll never make a mistake!"
Listening to Homer's nagging, Downton let go. As soon as he went out, he was blocked by a woman.
"Brother, do you want to relax? It doesn't cost any money!" The heavily made-up woman held Downton's arm and deliberately squeezed him with her breasts, "Shall we go inside?"
"ah?"
Downton was stunned for a moment and looked around.
"Have you never tried it? Let's go inside. Someone will come later. It will be very exciting!"
The girl dragged Downton to the bathroom.
"Sorry, no need!" Downton broke away from the girl's hand and ran away quickly, "Are all the women in the royal city so unrestrained?"
After a quarrel, Downton was not in the mood to wait until twelve o'clock to watch the strip dance. He was about to pay and leave, but when he returned to the bar, he saw an androgynous woman arguing with a few men.
"Do you want to see her beaten until her nose is bruised and her face is swollen?"
Downton thought about it and took out his wallet. (To be continued...)