The largest and most famous flower building in Beijing.
The flower building has a large pattern, hung with red lanterns and red gauze curtains, with an ambiguous and lively atmosphere.
In the middle of the hollow hall, there is a huge stage, which is covered with soft blankets and piled with all kinds of flowers in full bloom.
On the stage stood the graceful and colorful gauze girl, with a soft and charming body.
The slender wrist was raised, and the thin and transparent gauze moved up slowly, revealing a section of white skin.
The dance is light and moving, sometimes charming and low ~ chanting, sometimes charming and moving.
The amorous feelings between the eyes and eyebrows attracted the guests under the stage to call madly around the beauty on the stage.
In front of room Tianzi No. 1 on the third floor on the left, Shen Wanqing leaned lazily on the rocking chair and knocked melon seeds, bored watching the show downstairs.
Sitting next to Anze, his eyes were fixed on the woman downstairs, and he was even reincarnated like a lust ghost.
While eating melon seeds, he commented on the women who came on stage.
"Tut Tut, xiaoqingqing, look at this woman's small waist. It's so thin! Yo Yo, look, it's so powerful to twist it!"
"Wow, this thigh! It's straight and long!! lift it! Lift up the gauze quickly!"
"Fuck, I'm boiling with blood!"
"Oh, it's my turn at last! The waiter looks very nice and beautiful."
"Unfortunately, I'm a pure man and I'm not interested in men..." Lord an tutted his mouth and shook his head.
Shen Wanqing finally couldn't see it anymore. He grabbed the melon seed on his hand and threw it on Anze's face. "Don't fix it for me, just like I haven't seen a woman. I want to send ~ love and put it elsewhere!"
Anze's face was covered with melon seeds. The scattered melon seeds fell to the ground, and some stuck to his face.
Anze took down the melon seeds on his face and chewed them one by one. Suddenly, with his sharp eyes, he saw a snow-white figure standing on the left side of the downstairs stage.
For a moment, Anze immediately opened his eyes, spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth, and excitedly said to Shen Wanqing, "xiaoqingqing, look, that... See, that must be Liu Cenxi."
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing gave a pause in peeling the orange skin, glanced up, and then took back his sight.
She slowly threw the orange peel into the fruit basin and stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth.
Then, he raised his eyes and squinted at the situation downstairs.
All the waiters or girls have finished the performance, and the last one left is Liu Cenxi.
As everyone breathed, I saw a snow-white figure slowly welcoming in the waiting area on the left with the exit of the last waiter.
Holding the Guqin gracefully in his hands, he walked in a cool and cool posture, with beautiful and excellent facial features.
It's like a lotus that comes out of the mud without being stained. It's spotless.
Compared with this decadent and luxurious flower building, it is like blasphemy.
That white dress is more elegant and noble than the ambiguous and frivolous red yarn.
The crowd quieted down and looked at the man on the stage quietly.
Shen Wanqing, who looked casually upstairs, couldn't help laughing when he saw the people's crazy eyes.
It's really inexperienced. Liu Cenxi's face can't compare with her family ah Li.
However, it's a pity that because of their fear of Ali, even if they surprised him again, they didn't dare to blaspheme and covet him.
Suddenly, Shen Wanqing saw Liu Cenxi under the stage and looked up at her.