Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, why are you here so late today! The girls are waiting anxiously!" A woman's powder stabbed violently in Zhang's chest, and some whispered.

"Hey, it also brought a son, so handsome, it seems that our girl is very lucky tonight." The woman's right hand white silk handkerchief gently stroked Ai Siyu's face, and the strong fat powder ordered Ai Siyu A little out of breath, but the woman's left hand squeezed hard on his ass. Shaking his head dizzily, he glanced at the disgruntled woman.

At the wine table, Fang Lang sat there reluctantly, watching Zhang Wei leave, holding two women by his side. He shook his head helplessly.

"Don't be so happy?" A woman rushed over. Fang Lang was busy supporting her body with his hands, and said in a panic: "Sister, if you are free, I will sit down for a while."

When the woman didn't know how to deal with it, Fang Lang's gaze turned to a room on the second floor. A woman behind the bead curtain was singing and singing. Fang Lang looked a little dull on his face. Fang Lang stared at the familiar face, the emotions in his heart rushed by.

"How could she reach such a level? Even if you are in trouble, you shouldn't sell your body!"

"Oh, it seems like the son is right in the middle of her!" the women around me said with some sneer as he gazed.

Fang Lang woke up from meditation and looked at the woman who was still wearing her pure clothes. She sneered in her heart: "The appearance is so pure, the body is so dirty, but you know it yourself! Are human beings like this? Hypocrisy, filth, power." Although my thoughts were like this, I naturally couldn't say it in my mouth speak out. "No, it's just that her piano is still beautiful."

"Oh, is this a fancy person or a man from the Celestial Dynasty? I don't understand in my heart! Don't get her attention, she only sells art and not her." The woman's words were a little sour.

Fang Lang looked up at the woman behind the bead curtain again. He's still not sure of the man's identity. "What's her name? Why are you getting into the dust and pretending you're happy!"

Fang Lang's question made the women around her show a little joy. "Yes, everyone is stuck in the dust, pretending to be high above, what kind of holy woman is there. You can see what you eat." The woman complained for a while, and Fang Lang knew that she had spoken her heart in one sentence.

But he doesn't care about it. He asked the woman's name again. "She said she was called yudie. When she heard it was a fake name, she was afraid that people would know her scandal."

Fang Lang naturally knew that the name was unreliable, but she still felt that she was really her. "How long has she been here?"

"It's almost a month. If the son is really interested in her, you can spend some money to try it. The women who come here are not reluctant at first, but after a while, they still want to pick up guests. I Don’t think it’s a rain butterfly. If you’re lucky, you can taste it tonight!” the woman’s hand stroked his shoulder and said jokingly.

"However, I'm not interested in her." The woman's joke made Fang Lang flustered. He is still not sure about the real identity of this woman, and Zhang Wei is also by his side. If this is true, as he expected, his identity will be fully exposed, and his heart secretly plans to check it out in a few days. ..