Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

The largest and most famous flower house in Beijing.

The flower building has a large layout, with big red lanterns and red gauze curtains hanging, creating an ambiguous and lively atmosphere.

In the middle of the hollow hall, there is a huge stage covered with soft blankets and piled with various blooming flowers.

On the stage stood the graceful and charming Qingsha girl, with a soft and charming body.

The slender wrist was raised, and the thin and transparent gauze slowly moved up, revealing a section of fair skin.

The dancing posture is light and moving, sometimes charming and moaning, sometimes charming and moving.

The amorous look between the eyebrows attracted the guests in the audience to frantically call around the beautiful woman on the stage.

In front of the door of Tianzi Room No. 1 on the third floor on the left, Shen Wanqing was lazily leaning on the rocking chair and kneading melon seeds, watching the performance downstairs in boredom.

An Ze, who was sitting next to him, was staring at the woman downstairs without taking his eyes off it, as if he was reincarnated like a pervert.

While nibbling the melon seeds, he commented on these women who came to the stage.

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Qingqing, look, this woman's waist is really thin! Yoyo, look, look, look, this little waist is really twisted!"

"Wow, those thighs! They are straight and long!! Flirty! Hurry up and lift up the gauze!"

"Fuck it, my blood is boiling with excitement!"

"Hey, it's finally the little girl's turn! This girl looks pretty good, delicate and pretty."

"It's a pity, the young master is a pure man, and he is not interested in men..." Xiaohou An pouted his lips regretfully and shook his head.

Shen Wanqing finally couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed the handful of melon seeds in her hand and threw it at Anze's face, "Don't make me look like I've never seen a woman before, if you want to have sex, put it somewhere else! "

Anze's face was covered with melon seeds, the fragments of melon seeds fell to the ground, and some of them stuck to his face.

An Ze took off the melon seeds on his face and gnawed them one by one. Suddenly, he saw a snow-white figure standing faintly on the left side of the stage downstairs.

In an instant, Anze opened his eyes wide, spit out the melon seed husk in his mouth, and said excitedly to Shen Wanqing: "Xiao Qingqing, look quickly, that that... see, that must be Liu Cen tin."

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing paused in peeling the orange, raised her head to glance, and then looked back.

She slowly threw the orange peel into the fruit bowl beside her, and stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth.

After that, he raised his eyes and half-squinted to look at the situation downstairs with great interest.

All the boys and girls had finished their performances, and the finale was Liu Cenxi.

When everyone took a breath, they saw a snow-white figure slowly ushering in the waiting area on the left following the last young lady's exit.

He is holding the guqin gracefully in both hands, his posture is cold and strolling, and his facial features are delicate and outstanding.

Like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud but is not stained, it is spotless.

Compared with this corrupt and extravagant flower building, it is like blasphemy.

Compared with the ambiguous and frivolous red gauze in that white dress, Liu Cenxi looked more elegant and noble.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the man on the stage quietly.

Shen Wanqing, who was casually looking upstairs, saw everyone's bewildered eyes, and couldn't help laughing in disgust.

Really ignorant, Liu Cenxi's face can't compare to her family's Ah Li.

But it's a pity, because everyone was afraid of Ah Li, no matter how amazing his face was, they didn't dare to blaspheme or covet him.

Suddenly, Shen Wanqing saw Liu Cenxi from the audience raised his head and met her gaze.