[     www.boquge.xyz] Long Junchen smiled proudly at Zhike, then reached out to dig in his arms, frowned and groped for a long time.

The informant saw Long Junchen's embarrassing look, still respectfully, and there was no disgust or disgust on his face. He thought that the clothes on this young man were worth a lot of money. Even if he didn't bring a penny, he should serve here respectfully.

After a while, Long Junchen seemed to be constipated and finally found a small wallet placed on the inner layer of the clothes and was tightly tied into the clothes bag. The small wallet was made of cloth, gray and looked very simple. It was embroidered with a silver dragon. This was the only thing Long Junchen took away from his home, with a slight drum inside.

Long Junchen coughed twice, and took out a handful of silver notes from his wallet with a look of distress. Zhike saw the denomination of the silver notes and opened his mouth. He never expected that this kid looked very poor and had so much money on his body, or cash? Long Junchen put the silver notes on the table, counted them again and again with distress, and reluctantly pulled twenty of them and handed them to Zhike in front of him.

Zhike showed panic. This young man must be a big customer. Zhike's waist slightly helped him, and he tactfully suggested his apology for the previous non-careful hospitality. He knew that the person in front of him was probably an amazing official. He was likely to be a young man from a wealthy businessman. He must not neglect him.

Zhike smiled and pulled apart the ordinary tea that had been used to entertain Long Junchen, then brought out a glass of red wine and placed it in front of Long Junchen. While observing Long Junchen's face, he asked carefully: "Young Master, we have all kinds of styles in our Crow Mansion. Otherwise, let's take a look at the girls' artistic photos first?"

The four words "art photo" almost made Long Junchen amuse him. He laughed and shook his head, feeling that this metaphor was really too appropriate, especially the girls on the album did have their breasts exposed, which was the feeling of devoting themselves to art. It was used to describe it as an artistic photo. It not only explained the essence of these paintings, but also gave these girls a bit of face. This metaphor is really wonderful. Long Junchen looked around back and forth, frowned and waved his hand, and then pointed to the girl playing the piano on the stage and said, "I think that girl is good, just her, can it be?"

Zhike followed Long Junchen's hand and found that the person who was referring to was the most popular red-handed man in their Crow Mansion. Coincidentally, the woman was also tilting her head to look here. The girl was pretty and had a pair of eyebrows like willow Eye, red lips, charming eyes like silk, pretty and tender nose, and the softness in her eyes was like green spring water. A pitiful but charming smile appeared on the corners of her lips. The jade hand under the sleeves and the soft song, even with Long Junchen's experience, she still couldn't help but tremble. To be honest, she was really pretty!

"Well, this gentleman, Yu Ji will go on stage to sing a show later, why don't she finish singing?" Zhike heard that Long Junchen's requirements were so high that he felt bitter, so he rubbed his hands, pointed at the red apprentice that Long Junchen liked, and said in embarrassment.

"Yu Ji? What does it mean? You have a play later? Farewell My Concubine?" Long Junchen pursed his lips, feeling a little ridiculous. The Crow Mansion is very diverse, with everything, brothels, silk and bamboo, opera, and all kinds of things. Long Junchen felt that this place was not only strange, but also quite interesting.

Zhike found Long Junchen carefully, as if he was quite interested in opera. He changed into a flattering smile like a conditioned reflex, licked his lips and said, "Yes, it's in the private room there, Miss Han cleans up and puts on makeup, and she should be on stage, but she may be late for the performance, but she just doesn't know if she is willing to accompany the guests at that time."

Long Junchen didn't say anything, bowed to the actor called Han girl, and then walked towards the box that Zhike had just pointed at without saying a word. Zhike felt a little awkward, afraid of provoking the guests' elegance, so he waved his hand and smiled happily. In the gauze dance, the two beauties came up to meet each other, one hugged Long Junchen's arm and held his arm into the room.

The two girls' soft and plump breasts rubbed Long Junchen's arms very cleverly. Long Junchen sighed inwardly that the methods here were so clever, but since the gentleness of the countryside was delivered to the door, he had to be drunk when he should be drunk. He naturally rubbed his head to both sides, and reached out to pinch it with kindness, which was considered a respect and response to the two girls.

Long Junchen came to the private room, and the room was clear, and the darkness outside seemed to be unable to enter the clear room at all. Long Junchen looked around and suddenly felt that the window was a little novel. He raised his eyebrows and was about to ask questions. One of the women saw what Long Junchen was thinking, and smiled tickled a little slightly, then pulled a hand out of Long Junchen's arms, and tapped Long Junchen's lips with a slender finger, and explained with a smile: "Brother, this window is the design of our boss. It is said that it is made of dozens of pieces of cowhide cut into very thin skin. Look at the patterns on it, they are all made of wonderful sword skills."

Long Junchen didn't care about the gentle touch on his lips, but was a little surprised by the clever design. In his impression, no brothel would make a unique work on the window. There was no need to consider such places. Once the lights were turned off and the clothes were taken off, they would do whatever they should do. No one would care about what the window was made of. Shouldn't it be good to have sound insulation? Then, what are the patterns of the carved beams? Everything here is a little too wonderful!

Long Junchen really didn't expect that the owner of the Crow Mansion was so thoughtful, or, so, had ulterior motives?! Long Junchen really wanted to follow the girl's words and continue to ask, but then he thought again, if these women were the eyes of the boss behind him, he might expose the purpose of his trip if he asked this question. No, he would still enjoy it first!
Chapter completed!