Thirty-ninth Raiders

The voice did not fall.

The voice-activated lights came on with her voice, illuminating the figure behind the receptionist.

Sister Mei swallowed the words behind her.

The sound stopped abruptly.

She was right in what she said just now, not just anyone can apply for a waitress at the Qingshui Club. They are very picky about their appearance, and their figure is also under consideration. Even if they don't sell their bodies, their appearance must be pleasing to the eye. Sister Mei didn't expect much at first, she thought she was just a handsome young man.

However……

Behind the receptionist, the man was a lot taller than the receptionist. He was silent and indifferent. He just stood there, but he looked like the protagonist of some girl's cartoon, with beautifully shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips.

Sister Mei was stunned for a moment.

Then he opened his eyes slightly and looked over the man's whole body in amazement.

An enthusiastic smile suddenly appeared on her face, and her eyes swept over the other person, looking critically - not only that face was likable, but the figure under the white clothes was also rare and extremely beautiful, no matter which angle you looked at, there was no flaw. Sister Mei's smile suddenly deepened, and even she was a little coveted... But anyway, her professional ethics was still there, she walked forward with a smile and asked, "What's your surname, sir?"

The other party replied: "Luo."

"You can show me your ID card." The woman stood beside her with her waist twisted and a burst of perfume moved past. Her taste is still quite elegant, the fragrance is not pungent, and has a touch of sexy. But the young man in front of him didn't seem to feel it, just lowered his eyes and handed her the ID card.

Sister Mei waved to the receptionist to leave.

She took the ID card and looked at it, and there was no problem.

"Come in, there are still some questions to ask you." She smiled and pushed open the door of the lounge.

After entering the door.

Sister Mei slowly closed the door, took off her coat and put it on the sofa.

Expose the clothes that are quite open underneath.

The figure under the suspenders is very hot, with black stockings on the thighs. She stepped on high heels, walked behind the table, and gestured to the other party with a half-smile, "Sit down."

The young man sat down behind the table.

Sister Mei looked at that face, and her sense of surprise still did not diminish. Even though she has seen various types of beauties, she has never seen such outstanding beauty. Moreover, this young man has a sense of indifference, unsmiling and taciturn, and some female guests like this one very much.

"A college student?" she asked with a smile.

"Um."

"Why did you want to come here?"

"A lot of money."

The other party's attitude was very indifferent, and he did not embellish the reasons for the employment, but Sister Mei nodded. Serious people who come to the nightclub? If you are short of money, you are short of money. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. A calm attitude always makes people feel better.

"Okay, you fill out a form and come to work tomorrow." She took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

The person on the opposite side took it and filled his eyes. Sister Mei noticed that his handwriting was also good-looking and his temperament was very good. He should have a good family background. As for why she is short of money... She is not interested in pursuing it, that is not her business.

When the other party finishes writing, hand over the paper.

Sister Mei stretched out her hand to take it.

He suddenly put down the paper, raised his eyes, and asked, "Are you very formal here? Don't sell yourself."

"..."

Sister Mei was startled for a while, then she suddenly felt amused and raised her eyebrows.

It looks like a simple child... I applied for a job in a nightclub, I didn't even understand the rules, and I naively thought that a waiter was a waiter.

However, when he asked this question, he obviously didn't want to sell himself, just to earn the wages of the waiter, but Sister Mei was relieved of him. The guests in their clubhouse are all rich or expensive, and they also need security when they come here. The waiters need to be trained to ensure that they will not reveal the secrets of the guests.

The one in front of him was simply too good-looking, so Sister Mei made an exception to let him come to work the next day.

He acted so young and innocent, which made her less wary, and said with a smile, "We are a regular club, how can we do flesh business, don't worry."

——But if he is spotted by the guests and ordered to force something to happen, it is not the responsibility of the clubhouse. The other party is a boy who is not easy to call the police, and is short of money, so they can be suppressed by giving more money.

"By the way," Sister Mei licked her lower lip, with a smile on her face that seemed very kind, "Have you ever done it?"

"..."

The other side was startled.

"Okay, I see." Such a slow response should be the first time. Some guests prefer innocent ones...should be able to charge a high price. When he is completely degenerate, he may also be able to taste it...

Sister Mei's eyes swept across the collarbone under the boy's collar, the arc of his Adam's apple was extraordinarily sexy, and those eyes were black and white, too clean and cold, making people want to get dirty.

*

Luo Sheng walked out of the clubhouse.

It was not until he left this place that he let out a slight breath and pinched the bridge of his straight nose. The smell inside was too disgusting. The fragrances of various ladies were mixed together, especially the female manager. When she was sitting behind the table, the exaggerated curves of the suspenders and the perfume smell on her body... inexplicably nauseated.

The squad leader sat there silently, and felt less uncomfortable by recalling the cute flat chest of his baby...

Luo Sheng walked for a while, feeling that someone was following him far behind.

It should be the security sent by the club.

After all, they are in the business of flesh and blood, and they attach great importance to the source of their employees, and they will not let in people of unknown origin. So follow-up investigations are quite normal.

But a mere security guard, following behind the special forces, is a bit tricky.

It took Luo Sheng a few minutes to get rid of the person, and then he went to the agreed place.

Yu Chu was in a coffee shop at this time, bored a glass of juice, lowered his head and took a sip, he saw the monitor's figure, standing outside the glass wall, tapped the glass with his long fingers. Immediately her eyes lit up, she went out holding the plastic cup, and ran to Luo Sheng's side: "How is it?"

Luo Sheng looked at her.

Nodding: "You can go tomorrow."

"So fast?" Yu Chu was a little surprised, looked up at the squad leader's face, and understood again.

With such a top-level beauty, the clubhouse must have wished for him to appear earlier.

"So smooth, the graduation task is too easy." The girl muttered.

Luo Sheng glanced at her, raised his finger and tapped her head, "How hard do you want it to be?"

Yu Chu covered his head and turned around, tiptoeing to fight back.

However, she stood on tiptoe, Luo Sheng didn't change his face, raised his hand to hold her waist, but it seemed like she threw himself into his arms. Yu Chu felt that her fingers were being held. The squad leader took the juice she had drunk in her hand, moved it to her thin lips and took a sip, then rubbed her face against her neck and sighed silently.

"On the road, let go."

She was still wearing men's clothing.

Luo Sheng didn't let go, just muttered in a low voice, "Don't move, hold it for a while. It smells weird in there."