"How could it be? The slave family likes to be in good health."
"My master is in good health, has a lot of experience, and has many tricks. The slave family is the most useful."
The girl's voice was sweet, and Long Chen could already imagine what the girl looked like.
She must be slightly chubby, her flesh is white and tender, and she is wearing a thin and translucent dress.
The upper body is half covered, half of the ditch can be seen, the makeup is gorgeous and the fragrance of rouge is strong.
"What a little bitch, sir, I like you like this."
The old voice laughed and started playing around.
Long Chen smiled, wondering if he was an old general.
You can tell from his voice that this person has good cultivation.
Dong dong dong...
"Please come in."
Long Chen deliberately changed his voice, not wanting to be heard by the neighbors.
The door opened and a pretty girl walked in.
This woman is not wearing ancient clothes, but a simple cheongsam, high heels and long legs.
Except for the complicated headdress, which is still in ancient style, everything else is very similar to modern times.
For a moment, Long Chen thought he was back in the club and looking good.
"I've met the young master."
The girl bowed her head and raised her buttocks slightly, forming a perfect arc.
"Come, come into my arms."
Long Chen was very straightforward. He took out a few gold coins from his sleeves and threw them on the table, smiling seductively.
The girl was surprised by Long Chen's rich man.
"Young Master is really... so rich."
The girl walked forward and sat down in Long Chen's arms.
The soft body feels great when paired with a silk cheongsam.
"What is your name?"
"The slave family has a clear dream."
"Qing Meng, what a good name. I've served you well, and I'll order you next time."
"Thank you, sir."
Long Chen throws gold coins when he meets someone. This action is so cool and wealthy.
In the romance field, men seek sex and women seek wealth.
As long as the money is in place, everything will be easy.
Qing Meng picked up the jug, poured a glass of wine, sat in her arms, hugged Long Chen, and said softly: "Master, have a drink."
Long Chen drank a drink and held his body through the cheongsam.
This girl is nice and comfortable to play with, but Long Chen doesn't dare to really play with her.
Flower-willow disease has existed since ancient times, and Long Chen didn't want to catch it.
Moreover, Long Chen was a little concerned about things that others had played with.
Of course, other people's wives like Meng Lan are another matter.
"Young Master has a good capacity for drinking. Please have another drink."
"No, you drink too."
"The slave's drinking capacity is not good."
"Afraid I'll get you drunk? Don't be afraid, it's more fun when you're drunk."
Long Chen took out a few more gold coins and scattered them on the table.
Qing dreamed that his eyes were opened when he saw money. With so much money, even if he was drunk, it would be nothing.
With this money, Long Chen can do whatever he wants.
"I obey my orders."
Qingmeng was drinking cup after cup in Long Chen's arms.
"Sir, I can't drink anymore..."
Soon, Qingmeng couldn't hold on anymore, put down the wine bottle and wine glass, and lay softly in Long Chen's arms.
His face was red, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was lying down like a little kitten.
Long Chen slid over his long legs, and his cheongsam moved up little by little...
Long Chen smelled the scent of rouge and felt a little like that.
It's a pity, it's a pity, there are no rubber products in this world, otherwise you can consider cleaning up this little naughty hoof.
There was a wooden couch in the private room. Long Chen picked up Qing Meng and placed it on it.
The cheongsam was pulled up and Long Chen was playing with it slowly. There was already a sound next door.
It seems that the old man is in really good shape.
To suit the occasion, Long Chen deliberately shook the wooden couch to make some noise.
Act in a full set to avoid being said that young people are not healthy or anything like that.
Unbuttoning the cheongsam and playing Qing Meng with one hand, Long Chen looked at the brothel opposite.
Zhou Zheng came out of the store angrily, followed by two strong men.
Long Chen secretly laughed in his heart: The second-rate guy was indeed slaughtered!
Just when Long Chen was about to get up, the delicate and charming breathing in the next room stopped.
"Master, what are you doing...The things are not finished yet..."
The woman was very coquettish and coquettish.
The sound next door suddenly stopped, and neither the empress nor the old man made a sound.
Long Chen saw Zhou Zheng wandering around the street and quickly walked out of sight.
Long Chen did not rush downstairs to find anyone, but continued to shake the wooden couch to make noise.
There was always no sound from the next door. Long Chen felt something was wrong. Could it be that the people next door were also here to monitor Zhou Zheng?
Long Chen came to Rouge Lane tonight to confirm whether Zhou Zheng showed up.
If it appears, it means everything is normal.
If Zhou Zheng does not show up, it means that the situation may have changed.
Unexpectedly, Long Chen was not the only one monitoring Zhou Zheng.
Who is the other person?
Will the world do it?
Zhou Zheng was exposed?
Long Chen got off the wooden couch and put his ear against the wall to make sure there was no sound from the next door.
Long Chen quietly walked out of the door, walked to the next door, and gently opened the door.
I saw a charming woman lying on the couch, her black hair scattered on the pillow, her hands spread out, her body became a big character, and the mattress on the couch became dark.
Sure enough, this old man came to monitor Zhou Zheng.
Long Chen's figure flashed and his body landed lightly on the street.
Along the direction that Zhou Zheng left just now, Long Chen walked quickly.
There was a little girl in front carrying a flower basket, and she looked like Ya'er, and standing opposite was Zhou Zheng.
After seeing the two people, Long Chen changed his position to a hidden position, and then began to look for the old man.
In front of a stall, Long Chen saw an old man wearing blue clothes.
Long Chen had never seen this person before.
Zhou Zheng bought a flower and walked around with it.
After walking around for a while, I walked to the wall and walked out of Rouge Alley.
Ya'er was jumping up and down with a flower basket, but the old man suddenly stopped Ya'er and bought a flower too.
Ya'er continued to sell flowers and collect money, and then continued to find people to sell flowers everywhere.
Not long after Zhou Zheng left, the old man also left.
Seeing the two people leaving, Long Chen walked out of the hiding place and stopped Ya'er.
"How much does your word cost?"
Long Chen asked with a smile.
Even though he was disguised, Ya'er still recognized him at a glance.
"Not for sale!"
Ya'er looked up at Long Chen, hid the flower basket behind her and said with disgust.
"Oh, I just happened to have too much money."
As he spoke, Long Chen took out a dozen gold coins from his body.
When Ya'er saw the money, she immediately threw the flower basket to Long Chen and grabbed the gold coins.
"Give it all to you! Sell it cheap!"
Ya'er hid the gold coins in her arms and smiled very happily.
"Little money lover."
Long Chen sniffed the gardenia, it was really fragrant.
"Do you know the old man just now?"
Ya'er took the money, feeling happy and said, "I know you, the old accountant in Sifanglou. This old guy is quite capable."
Ji Xianxian originally came from the Tianxiahui and knew the people of the Tianxiahui very well.
Of course Ya'er also knows some things.
"Do you suspect that Zhou Zheng has been exposed? Don't worry, I think it's fine."
Ya'er accepted the money and was happy to give Long Chen advice.
"Ya'er, do something for me and I'll give you money, lots and lots of money."
Long Chen looked like a weird uncle who deceived children.
Ya'er remembered that she almost lost her virginity at Long Shuai's house last time, and said warily: "No, you are a big pervert!"
Long Chen swore and swore: "I promise I will never take off your clothes!"
Ya'er stared at Long Chen and asked suspiciously: "You really don't want to take off my clothes?"
Long Chen nodded seriously: "I promise!"
Ya'er nodded and said, "Okay, where to go? Wangqing Pavilion?"
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