Yu Lin scolded a rogue with a slight annoyance and chewed a mouthful of meat angrily. "Can’t you stop going? Bad men go to that place!"
Haikui showed sincerity. "I’m going to learn more. Don’t worry, I’m a gentleman. Haven’t you noticed that you’ve been with me for so long?"
Yu Lin, don’t shut up. Don’t disagree. Don’t refute.
A meal of wine and meat ended with Lao Huang’s huge burp. Old Huang’s dead face finally smiled and stretched himself and nodded to Haikui.
Hai Kui watched the whole day, although it was still early, but after all, he decided to stay in Wumei Town today, and Lao Huang and Yu Lin had no objection. Yu Lin mainly went with Hai Kui where she went, and Lao Huang was not in a hurry to leave with Hai Kui to visit the brothel.
The tavern owner arranged accommodation for them, that is, the tavern owner. His wife is an ordinary-looking but very provocative woman. It seems that she is an expert at making wine, and a jar weighing several tens of kilograms can be easily held up.
It’s still early, Haikui took Yu Lin to the street and called Lao Huang, but this guy didn’t go and didn’t know what to think, asked or said that Haikui and Yu Lin could be alone.
There are not many people in the street, either in production or after production, it is quiet after rest. There is a kind of quiet and lonely feeling in the small street, which is very suitable for lonely men and women of school age to wander around the small street. Occasionally, no one will care if they hold hands, kiss their mouths and hit their chests. There is also a strange little pleasure.
Haikui is walking in such a street and feeling this way, but this guy is also a bit hypocritical and has no thief’s heart.
Yu Lin has been living in this environment without much feeling, but Haikui is used to modern cities, and now he can’t say anything new in this quaint town.
Two people walk around, look around, point and point all the way, just like a pair of tourists who come out and go back to this town only when it is dark. The roads are almost the same, and the houses are almost the same. The only difference is the decorations in front of the door and the color of the door.
Haikui walked for a while, but she couldn’t tell the difference between the east and the west. Because Yu Lin had lived in this environment since she was a child, she took Haikui to find her way back.
I had a meal at the pub owner’s house. It was simple. Home-cooked porridge.
Haikui said to Yu Lin, "You have a good rest at home and I will go out with Lao Huang."
The tavern wife also knew that Yu Lin was a woman and laughed. "Sister stays with me at home, but don’t do anything wrong with her."
Listen to that, the pub wife seems to have some resentment. Is her husband cheating? Haikui didn’t go either. He wanted to put his luggage away and went out with broken silver and a few gold bars. Now he is rich and powerful. Haikui feels that life needs to be presumptuous. The only worry is that if he is in trouble, it will be miserable if Huang doesn’t make moves.
The brothel in Wumei Town is not far from their pub, and it’s only a short walk away. At this time, there are already many men who are looking for fun at the beginning of the Hua Deng. Although it’s not lively, there is already some atmosphere.
Haikui looked up and saw that the signboard of brothel was the word brothel, and there was no arty name, such as embroidered brothel, etc. This is the word brothel directly. This is the only brothel in Wumei Town. Haikui thought it was quite decent. At the door, two girls were waving their hands at the guests. Haikui was a little sorry that they were decorated with a little strict long skirt, and their legs were covered with wide clothes, so they could not show their full breasts. If this brothel was Haikui’s, they would be able to see a white neck and put on bare-legged cheongsam, and then wear tight clothes to show perfection.
Because it’s just dark, there aren’t too many guests, watching the girls from far away, just chatting with each other and waiting for the guests to come.
Haikui and Lao Huang came towards the brothel. Haikui glanced at his face with calm color, and Lao Huang suddenly felt that this guy was a role of dressing up as a pig and eating tigers.
Old Huang didn’t feel shy, tangled and hesitated. The dead face actually came to the door of the brothel with a smile. The two girls were stunned and immediately smiled. "You are here!"
Haikuixian saw this bitch, but it was Lao Huang, not him.
Haikui was quite amused. At this moment, another plump woman trotted in, so plump that she could feel the waves of her hips even in her wide clothes. It seems that she was in her forties and shouted at Haikui and Lao Huang with heavy makeup, "You damn fool!"
Haikui determined that the fool shouted not him but Lao Huang, full of doubts and curiosity, and asked, "I didn’t expect Lao Huang to be a master of flowers. Everyone here knows you!"
Lao Huang grinned to reveal his jagged white teeth and then gave the forty-something bitch a bear hug in front of everyone.
Haikui was shocked. I didn’t expect Lao Huang to be so fierce and fierce that he was not ashamed of such an old face!
Old Huang hugged the more than forty women, and Hai Kui followed them into the brothel. Sadly, he found that the girls were very dull to him but very enthusiastic about Lao Huang, which made Hai Kui wonder if this guy was very rich and willing to throw money to make these women so enthusiastic.
Of course, Haikui didn’t expect that Lao Huang was a gifted god of war, but this guy doesn’t look like a great bed player!
In addition to the woman in her forties, Lao Huang held a woman in her thirties with her other hand, hugging her left and right and smiling. That’s a bright face with pleats all crowded together. Haikui found that Lao Huang hadn’t generously rewarded a dime since she came in, but the two women were still very happy to rub against Lao Huang.
Lao Huang suddenly turned to Haikui and said, "You play first. I’m staying here tonight!" With that, he went upstairs with the two women he held left and right.
This is the first time that Lao Huang has taken the initiative to speak to Haikui.
After Huang left, the girls became enthusiastic about Haikui. A woman with 27 heavy makeup raised her eyebrows to lure Haikui. It was a brothel, and he thought it was a brothel.
There are still some differences between brothels and brothels.
Women in brothels don’t sell themselves. Most of them don’t have any skills to make money by selling * *, while women in brothels don’t sell themselves unless they meet their right man. Most of them live by men performing piano, chess and painting. The girls here are just selling themselves at first sight. Although Haikui likes this bite, she still feels a little uneasy and accepts it with several men.
The 27-year-old girl handed Haikui a small bottle of wine directly. "This gentleman looks unfamiliar!"
Haikui doesn’t hide that "it’s my first time to come to your brothel!"
"Oh!" The girl drew a long note and looked at Haikui with interest.
Haikui was teased by her eyes, and she felt uncomfortable all over, as if she had stripped her naked. Although Haikui was also colored, she belonged to the man show type. This naked eye was a little unbearable
"Lao Huang often comes?" To hide the embarrassment Haikui cough a ask a way
Chapter 457 Recognize the unintelligent
A 27-year-old woman holds out her chest. "Of course, our sisters welcome Lao Huang!" The woman smiles like a cloud.
Haikui asked weakly, "Because of money?"
Women laugh badly and tend to be lewd. "How can Lao Huang, a poor man, have money!"
"That is?" Haikui is puzzled.
"He has a good gun!" Female Yan mouth laughed
"gun?" Lao Huang’s force value is good, but he didn’t see any weapons. So Hai Kui smiled and said, "Have you ever been with him?"
I didn’t expect the woman’s face to turn red. "I really miss it!"