"If this continues, Midsummer will lead Xiang'er astray!" Song Jun was also wandering outside the door, naturally hearing the laughter of the two women inside.
Only Liu Yi stood far away with an unpredictable look in his eyes.
Ye Shengxia said that Nuanxiang Pavilion would reopen tonight and regain its former glory. Could it be that he wanted to push Dugu Xiang into a pit of fire?!
The four men were outside with their own thoughts until nightfall.
Two women were dining indoors, while four men were eating in the dining room, sighing from time to time.[
When they came out of the dining room, they found that Nuanxiang Pavilion had reopened.
Singing, dancing and playing music create a scene of peace and prosperity.
There were women's coquettish laughter everywhere, and men's teasing laughter everywhere. Some people rolled together on the spot, kissing like madams.
Some found a hiding place and did whatever they wanted.
"Sheng Xia is actually the boss of the brothel?" Shangguan Shutong smiled bitterly.
He found it incredible when he thought that Ye Shengxia was the person in charge of this brothel that was selling people for fun and prostitution.
There was a flower girl performing a song and dance on the stage, but it was just normal. The men who paid to enjoy the music soon started to boo.
The performance of Nuanxiang Pavilion should be unique, not the ordinary beauties and ordinary singing and dancing that can be seen everywhere.
Not long after, Damei came on the stage and signaled the beauty to leave the stage. She laughed so hard that her branches trembled, said some scene words, and performed some unremarkable songs and dances.
Just when the crowd was getting excited, the lights were dimmed, leaving only a dim and decadent light in the center of the stage, and the music turned into blood- boiling and exciting music.
The bright blood-colored gauze opened, and two petite masked women flew out from the background at the same time.
The figure of the woman in the pink short skirt is slender, as light as a feather, and her slender waist twists wildly. Only her bright red lips can be seen vaguely, looming under the pink gauze, which makes people's blood boil.
The other woman in a white short skirt is petite, with the same tulle covering, so her true appearance cannot be seen clearly. But she can vaguely see a pretty and refined little face, with delicate facial features and a charming smile.
At this moment, a white gauze slipped from the air. She raised her slender hand and pulled up the white gauze. The girl in the pink skirt was flying in the air like a flower, flying over the heads of the men in stunning surprise.
Everyone saw only a flower in front of their eyes, and in a startling glance, the beauty had disappeared without a trace and could not be found. Only the faint fragrance of osmanthus lingered in their noses and lingered for a long time.