Shen Jiaoyan frowned: "Wait a moment, I'll be fine soon."
"What are you waiting for? Do you think we can't see that you are deliberately stalling for time?"
The man outside said impatiently and started banging on the door.
Shen Jiaoyan stroked her high heart, took a long breath to adjust her mood, and then stepped forward to open the door.
"Okay, don't delay, let us, Mr. Su, burn with desire. Can you bear it?"
The man at the door has dark skin, is over 1.7 meters tall, but has a stocky build.
He said impatiently and reached out to grab Shen Jiaoyan's arm.
Seeing that the other party had already revealed his plans and even said the words "burning with desire", Shen Jiaoyan stopped pretending.
She took two steps back, avoided the hand of the man in front of her, and said with a cold face: "Wu Forbidden City does not provide special services. I'm afraid your Young Master Su is in the wrong place."
"No Forbidden City does not provide special services, can you just provide them?
How can those waiters catch my young master's attention? As long as my young master is comfortable serving you, the benefits will inevitably come to you."
A lustful smile appeared on the man's face, and he stretched out his hand to touch Shen Jiaoyan's delicate white face.
Shen Jiaoyan slapped the man's hand away and scolded: "Please be more respectful."
"I respect NMLGB and I give you face, right?"
The smile on the man's face faded and he stretched out his hand again. This time, the direction his palm landed was Shen Jiaoyan's towering breasts.
A sharp look flashed in Shen Jiaoyan's eyes, and she took out a palm-sized silver pistol from her bag and aimed it at the man in front of her.
Although she does not understand Chinese martial arts, she can manage the Blood Clothes Pavilion in an orderly manner, so she is not a weak character who can be bullied.
However, the man in front of him reacted too quickly. As soon as Shen Jiaoyan raised her pistol, he flicked it on Shen Jiaoyan's wrist.
Shen Jiaoyan's wrist suddenly seemed to be hit by electric current, and half of her body was sore and numb.
She screamed in pain, unable to hold the pistol, and dropped it from her hand.
The man caught the pistol with his left hand, grabbed Shen Jiaoyan's collar with his right hand, and dragged Shen Jiaoyan out.
He dragged Shen Jiaoyan out of the bathroom and snorted coldly: "If Master Su hadn't fallen in love with you, I would have executed you on the spot in this bathroom right now."
Shen Jiaoyan was dragged into the restaurant, which was filled with girls' screams and cries for mercy, and it was a gloomy and gloomy place.
I saw several waiters being held in the arms of Young Master Su's men and holding their hands.
Two girls even had their clothes taken off, leaving only their thin underwear.
The men were still laughing lewdly.
"It is said that the waiters in this Forbidden City are all graduates of prestigious universities. They are really different."
"You have to have a good appearance, a good body and a good figure. The key is to have a good temperament."
"A female college student from a prestigious university?
This kind of opportunity is hard to find, I must have a good time today..."
Shen Jiaoyan's eyes were about to burst and she shouted sternly: "Let them go."
"You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to help others?"
The black-faced man smiled coldly, raised his arms, and pushed Shen Jiaoyan to the ground.
Sitting at the top was a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and a blue vest.
He had a carefully trimmed mustache and his eyes were cold and deep.
The middle-aged man glanced at the dark-faced man and said quietly: "How can you be so rude to Miss Shen?
You've been with me for so many years, but you haven't learned how to show mercy to others?"
"Master, this damn woman actually started shooting at me."
The black-faced man slapped Shen Jiaoyan's pistol on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I might have capsized in the gutter today."
"Hey, it's still a fierce horse?"
The middle-aged man raised his mustache, narrowed his eyes and said, "I like it."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick Shen Jiaoyan's snow-white delicate chin.
"Do not touch me."
Shen Jiaoyan scolded angrily and turned her face away.
Snapped!
The middle-aged man waved his hand and slapped Shen Jiaoyan on the face.
He pinched Shen Jiaoyan's chin, turned Shen Jiaoyan's face, and said coldly: "There are many women who want to be gentle and happy with me, but not everyone can have this opportunity, why do you Do you have to be shameless?"
The black-faced man grinned and said: "That's right, a bitch like you who can do anything but can serve our young master is a blessing you earned in your previous life. Don't be so shameless."
Shen Jiaoyan bit her silver teeth secretly and said in a cold tone: "Then give this opportunity to others, I don't care."
"But this young master wants you today."
The middle-aged man's eyes followed Shen Jiaoyan's graceful curves like mountains and rivers, and his breathing became faster invisibly.
The dark-faced man licked his lips, grinned and asked: "Master, after you drank the first soup, can you reward me with twice-cooked pork?"
The middle-aged man burst out laughing: "No problem, twice-cooked pork, you can eat it how you want."
After saying that, he pointed his finger at several other subordinates in the field who had equally ardent eyes: "Everyone of you has a share."
Several of his subordinates bowed in unison: "Thank you, Master."
After getting the middle-aged man's permission, they looked at Shen Jiaoyan even more unscrupulously, as if they wanted to take off Shen Jiaoyan's clothes with their eyes.
An ordinary girl would probably be frightened to death if she encountered such a scene.
But Shen Jiaoyan did not show any panic.
She raised her brows angrily, and her eyes seemed to burst out with fire: "Do you know where this place is?"
"No Forbidden City, what?
Want to scare me?"
The middle-aged man rubbed Shen Jiaoyan's delicate face and sneered: "In the past, the Forbidden City was really not suitable for making trouble here, but now the Forbidden City has changed its owner, and there is a speculator who relies on kneeling to lick the top. , do you also want to scare me?"
Shen Jiaoyan said coldly: "Believe me, if you make trouble here, you will definitely regret it."
"Yeah?"
The middle-aged man leaned back in his chair and sneered: "Then I really want to try it."
He stretched his hand to the side, and the black-faced man quickly put the cigar into his hand.
The middle-aged man took a leisurely puff and pointed at Shen Jiaoyan with his fingers holding the cigar: "Take off your clothes, one piece at a time, slowly. What I like to appreciate most is the scene of beautiful women taking off their clothes."
The dark-faced man grinned lewdly: "I can feast my eyes on the young master again."
Other men in the field also started to boo.
"Take it off."
"Take it off quickly."
Someone else whistled.
Those who held the waitress up and down their arms also forced the waitress in their arms to take off their clothes.
Seeing that Shen Jiaoyan was motionless, the middle-aged man pulled off his collar and stood up. He smiled evilly and said, "Do you want me to help you take it off?"
The black-faced man said jokingly: "Master, she must be thinking so in her heart, she is just embarrassed to say it."
The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "Okay, I will satisfy her then."
Shen Jiaoyan subconsciously stepped back.
The dark-faced man took two steps forward, grabbed Shen Jiaoyan's hair, and pushed Shen Jiaoyan down on the table.