In order to understand the situation of the imperial palace, Fan Jianming took Oshima Mihui's hand and sat down on the sofa in the performance hall.
Fan Jianming looked at the cell phone the waiter gave him, Oshima Mihui reached out and took Fan Jianming's arm, leaning her head on her and mine.
It was probably the first time he came, so he told Fan Jianming that as soon as a guest entered the door, the black card had to be handed over to the cashier and picked up when he left.
Just like now, Oshima Mie's income today starts when they enter the door and continues until they leave.
If Fan Jianming asks her to go out and find another girl by himself, then the income of her and that girl will be counted towards the moment Fan Jianming leaves.
In other words, her income does not lie in how long she served Fan Jianming, but how long Fan Jianming stayed here.
The cell phone that the waiter gave him is bound to his black card. If he needs any other services, he can dial out through this cell phone, and all expenses will be recorded on that black card.
Fan Jianming saw the little girls who had just come in in front of the big screen, dancing all kinds of dances on it, wearing too little, and their immature bodies were unobstructed in front of the guests.
Oshima Meihui told Fan Jianming that as long as he needs it, he can still order any of the girls, and even go to sex, and directly do that kind of thing with them while they are dancing.
Fan Jianming couldn't help but shook his head, feeling that these rich and powerful big men in the West really know how to play.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Fan Jianming looked back and saw that Chunzi was walking towards the elevator next to him with a handsome boy of white, black and yellow.
Fan Jianming was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back at Oshima Mihui, Oshima Mihui chuckles at him.
Fan Jianming saw that she was thinking: Hehe, now that you see the deity of Chunzi, are you going to kick me? You probably couldn't even dream of it. I was the one who accompanied you the night before, right?
Fan Jianming now understands that the one just now was the real Chunzi, but the one who accompanied him that night was the big island Meihui in front of him.
Fan Jianming didn't say a word, but looked at her quietly to see what else she was thinking.
Oshima Mihui didn't know what Fan Jianming was thinking, and thought he was considering whether to leave himself to see Junko.
Oshima Meihui stared at Fan Jianming, and suddenly sighed in her heart, thinking: Anyway, I'm just a fake, I can only listen to
It's fate.
Thinking of this, Oshima Mihui suddenly untied Fan Jianming's belt, and then leaned in to get him up with the guy who was eating, and the routine was exactly the same as the one she had in the hotel the night before.
She just secretly demonstrated Jianming that it was herself who was in the hotel that night.
But she was also a momentary impulse, or she was just a kind of extravagant hope for self-humiliation.
Because she knows very well that she and Chunzi are not people living in the same world, and Fan Jianming only likes Chunzi instead of herself.
In his world, he is not even a hurried passerby, he is completely a person who does not exist.
How could he detect this kind of hint of his own?
Oshima Meihui didn't know that all the activities in her heart were presented to Fan Jianming at a glance.
While lowering her head to do for Fan Jianming, she raised her eyes to look at Fan Jianming. She liked the excitement of seeing Fan Jianming.
Fan Jianming patted her face, and Oshima Meihui blinked her eyes every time she patted her. The expression made Fan Jianming feel so cute and excited her.
Fan Jianming asked, "Didn't you say that you are very familiar with Chunzi? But you just said that you were the first to come here. What is going on?"
After releasing him, Oshima Mie said, "It's not that anyone can come in here, nor can women, unless someone with a black card brings in. The same is true for me. Although I know Junko, I can only be outside. Meet her, you can't enter here."
After speaking, Mie Oshima lowered her head and moved on.
"Then how can she come in? Could it be that the three boys just ordered her at the same time?"
After releasing it again, Mie Oshima said, "Don't you know, right? Junko is Haruto of Mr. Baili, the owner here, and he also has shares here."
Of course Fan Jianming didn't know.
Oshima Meihui also knew that he didn't know, because Fan Jianming and Chunzi met for the first time because she was a fake.
Oshima Mie continued: “Although Junko also needs men, I’m afraid I can’t use three at a time. As far as I know, those who have black cards are all men, but these men’s sexual orientation is not single, and some like small ones. Girls, some like little handsome guys."
So that's it?
Oshima Meihui was about to lower her head again, Fan Jianming supported her chin and said, "Why, are you going to finish things here?"
Mie Oshima asked back: "Why, don't you like it?"
Of course Fan Jianming likes it. In the past
So I didn't let other women do this, because I felt that this seemed to be disrespectful to women.
Fan Jianming is really addicted after being bothered by Oshima Mihui and Kimberly.
And I think this method is the best, you can get it anytime, anywhere.
It's just that he wants to meet the real Junko more now to see how she is.
"Of course I like it, and I feel weird."
"what?"
"How do I feel that I was not with Junko, but with you the night before. Your method of practice is exactly the same as her. Even if you graduated from a school, there should be a little gap?"
At least when Kimberly did it, her actions were completely different from that of Oshima Mie.
Oshima Mihui smiled with relief, and thought: My efforts were finally in vain!
"Then you like Junko, or do you like me?"
Fan Jianming stretched out his hand and squeezed her chest. He wanted to know whether Oshima Meihui was wearing a bio-human holster or Junko the night before.
But whether it was that night or now, she couldn't pinch it out with her hands, even if she pinched her snow-white chest to make a red mark, it was completely invisible.
Fan Jianming said: "Why do I always feel that I was with you the night before, and I like the way you are better now. Not to mention the pale skin and the beautiful people. Should we go to the room upstairs? "
At this moment, two more guests came in, feeling that they didn't seem to have any communication with the previous guests. They probably didn't know each other.
After the two men came in, they glanced at Fan Jianming with unexpected eyes. Probably they didn't expect, how could a young man like Fan Jianming sit in the beauty pageant of the Century Palace?
They didn't bring the women in. After sitting to the front, one of them snapped his fingers at the girl who was performing on the stage, and the girl immediately got down and sat on his lap.
Another guest walked up to the stage, saw a girl hug a girl, kissed and let go. As a result, she walked to a very slender girl and took off her clothes directly on the stage.
Originally they didn’t wear much, but there was nothing left in this one. The guy was already in his fifties. He was actually on the stage, slapped the little girl’s ass with a slap like a puff fan, crackling. Even overshadowed the music.
Among the few guests in the audience, someone actually whistled.
(End of this chapter)