After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

"Young Master~Wait for the slave family~" She chased and shouted in a delicate voice. Let Qingcheng get goosebumps for a while...

Just before Qingcheng stepped into Yanfang Building, the dark guard who followed far behind immediately reported the situation to Dongfang Haochen.

The dark guard was also taken aback: God, why did Miss go to the brothel? Qinglou! If Miss learns badly, Master won't kill me, right? You have to inform the master immediately!

And here, Dongfang Haochen, who has not left yet, after receiving the notification from the dark guard, his eyelids jumped, and he disappeared without saying a word...

Qingcheng still doesn't know that someone is chasing it~

After entering the hall, all I saw were a few scattered girls, and even the lights inside were not very bright, a little dim. The decoration around it looks shabby. There are only a few tables and chairs in the huge hall, and there are no furnishings at all. It looks like it is going to close at any time.

Seeing Qingcheng entering the hall, an older middle-aged woman hurriedly greeted her. She was not dressed very luxuriously, but the makeup on her face was really unbearable to look directly at...

Maybe this is a common problem in this world. There are not as many types of cosmetics in the modern world, and the quality is also extremely poor, and there are not many superb makeup techniques.

This middle-aged woman painted a face with white flour like a face, and drew thick black eyebrows with a charcoal pen. There was no eye shadow, eyeliner, or mascara to modify her eyes. The rouge on both cheeks is too thick, it looks too red, and a lip with a good lip shape is like a big mouth at this moment...

So it's no wonder that Qingcheng couldn't bear to look directly. The other girls were slightly better, but only better. The originally good facial features were ruined by bad makeup.

The middle-aged woman opened her "blooded mouth" and said with a smile, "Yo~ Young Master~ Welcome to our Yanfang Building~ Nujia is Xiao's mother here. Which girl do you like, mother, I will arrange for the son?" A pair of smiling eyes Glittering in.

Qingcheng first waved his hand subconsciously, and couldn't help coughing twice, the smell of fat powder was really unbearable.

Qingcheng glanced at the person on the opposite side, and said in a calm tone: "My son wants a private box, I just want to chat with Xiao's mother~ Mr. Qian pays as much as you want~"

Xiao's mother never thought that the young girl on the other side would not want her to be such an old mother. But who doesn't like money?

So he smiled very flatteringly: "Oh~ my grandfather, so you like me? Hehe~ Then I'll let the slave family serve you tonight~" After saying that, he stepped forward and wanted to hold Qingcheng's arm, but was caught escaped.

Xiao's mother could only smirk, and continued: "Come~ Young Master and the slaves go upstairs~ Girls, you should stay in the hall tonight, and you have to wait for guests when they come in~" After speaking, she twisted. He walked in front with his waist and took Qingcheng up to the second floor.

She looked around and found that the area of ​​this house is not small, and it has three floors, the first floor is more than 5 meters high, and the hall area is more than 500 square meters. There is a tea room on the first floor, and a wing room on the second and third floors.

Like a podium, this building is surrounded by a quadrangle with the hall as the center. The top of the third floor is a normal ancient building tile roof, but there are four pieces in the middle, each with an area of ​​78 square meters of transparent material crystal panels, which are used for the daytime lighting of the roof. The lighting at night relies on a few luminous stones in the hall.

The whole decoration here is outdated and the business is quite deserted.

Dongfang Haochen, who was chasing after him, entered through the windows of the other private rooms, and watched from a corner as Mama Xiao led Qingcheng into a private room on the second floor.