That long, jet-black hair stretched all the way to her waist. Even though the woman was sitting facing her, her black hair still completely covered her face.
"I asked him to come..." The woman answered Jun'er's doubts with a smile.
"No...you can't do this..." Jun'er felt weak all over. The deepest despair welling up from the bottom of my heart quickly filled my heart. Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes.
The woman stood up slowly and walked towards her.
"The one surnamed Song is a predetermined prey, you want to let him go? This is breaking the rules.
So, I pretended to be your way and sent him a letter... ..Isn't it? Not only did he come, but he also sent two extra fresh blood... .. really good... "
They have planned for such a long time against a person with a cloudy birthday like Song Zhenguo, and naturally they will never let one go. After all, such people are rare.
Jun'er was crying, unable to move her body at all, allowing the woman to gently touch her face, and then the hand slowly sank into her head, as if inserted in, pierced from the temple, and began to stir gently .
With the stirring of the woman, Jun'er's eyes gradually changed from smart to charming, and the skin on her body gradually gained a thin layer of seductive luster. There was even a hint of fragrance floating in the air, an extremely alluring faint fragrance.
But the long-haired woman noticed that Jun'er's eyes still had that distressing trace of despair.
"You stay alone for the time being, sober up. The person surnamed Song, I will let someone else do it." The woman realized that something was wrong, quickly withdrew her hand, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the wing.
Only Jun'er was left sitting in the room with tears in his eyes.
... ... ... ... ... ..
Song Zhenguo took Chen Jiaorong and Lu Sheng onto the boat.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Chen, Mr. Lu, today is a great day. Your program has been arranged, and we are waiting for the three of you to come." As soon as they got on the boat, the boat lady greeted her with a smile.
"Where's Jun'er?" Song Zhenguo asked with a smile.
"I'm still dressing up, Mr. Song must take pity on her today." The boat lady said with a soft smile.
"It's easy to talk, easy to talk!" With an uncontrollable smile on Song Zhenguo's face, he brought Lu Sheng and Chen Jiaorong into a wing room that had been prepared in advance.
The three sat down, the night outside the window was misty, and the moonlight shone in like a gauze, falling on the window sill.
The boat lady didn't leave either, and after she brought the three of them into the room, she clapped her hands together, and a series of veiled women entered the room one after another.
These women are all wearing real three-point underwear, with white tube tops on their upper bodies, and only a piece of tulle covering their legs between their lower bodies. The tulle is still light green and translucent.
All the women were born with graceful bodies and well-proportioned figures. Even wearing veils, they could still see pretty faces and delicate features.
One of the women, holding a pipa, slowly sat in the room and flicked it lightly with her plain hand.
The sound of the music was melodious, and the three of them were shocked immediately. Their bodies, which had been heated up by these women's attires, suddenly became more angry and bloody.
The sound of the pipa is very soft, like a lover whispering softly in the ear, and a burst of sweet and soft music slowly flows out. Hearing this, the three of them were stunned and slightly intoxicated.
Soon, food and wine were brought up one after another, all of which were things like nourishing yin and strengthening yang.
Song Zhenguo's face was rosy, and he kept persuading Lu Sheng and Chen Jiaorong to eat with a smile.
After Lu Sheng ate two mouthfuls, he didn't add any more, just sat where he was and listened to the music.
After eating a meal for more than an hour, Mei Ji changed the dial three times, and all three drank to their heart's content.
"Speaking of which, skin-to-skin relationships were not allowed on this boat, but today is different from the past. The bow of the boat promised me that as long as Jun'er is redeemed tonight, among the beauties who came out of the boat before, I will be free. The three of us chose to accompany the night." Song Zhenguo smiled proudly.
"Really?" It was the first time Chen Jiaorong had heard of such a thing. "This painting boat has never robbed the brothel business." He said with a look of surprise.
"That's why I'm happy. The beauties here are not something ordinary people can touch. You two virtuous brothers, you don't have to be polite. I have a little gentleman. Other women don't care about it. You can choose one or two." Song Zhenguo laughed.
"This is a novelty." Lu Sheng glanced outside, it was getting late, and he didn't know how much time had passed on the boat. The number of passing customers walking around outside has gradually decreased, and a little voice could be heard occasionally on the deck before, but now it is almost gone.
"Why don't we play pot throwing? Today is the satin festival. If the score of throwing pot is good, there will be extra gifts." Song Zhenguo has been staying here and is very familiar with these rules.
Lu Sheng had no objection, and Chen Jiaorong also responded with a smile.
The three of them began to ask the woman who painted the boat to bring the pitching pot and flower arrows. Song Zhenguo was the first to pick up an arrow and throw it into the pot, while Lu Sheng and Chen Jiaorong watched from the side.
Occasionally, if he hits the target, the girl next to him will applaud and cheer with a charming smile. Chen Jiaorong was already a little bit drunk, he stretched out his arms to embrace the petite girl and laughed softly, the atmosphere was ambiguous.
The way of throwing the pot is to throw arrows into a pot like a big bottle. It is a popular game, whether it is a scholar or an ordinary person, it is very popular.
Lu Sheng calculated the time and casually asked the girl next to him.
"It's so late here and you're still not closed?"
"Yes, it's not closed." The girl looked at him and smiled.
Looking at her smile, Lu Sheng felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After thinking about it for a while without a clue, he continued to look at Song Zhenguo.
The three played for a while.
"It's getting late, and it's time for us to wash up. I'll be with you guys later." A leading dancer, Mei Ji, smiled.
"Go, go," Song Zhenguo waved his hand.
A group of Maggies filed out of the wing room, and the last one gently closed the door. The room fell silent.
The three of them sat on the low bench, and all kinds of wine and food were in a mess in front of them. There are two full wine jars on the side.
"I drank too much tonight." Chen Jiaorong shook his head.
"Don't delay the business." Song Zhenguo smiled. "Do you want to go to the toilet?"
"I'm going to wash my face."
Lu Sheng shook his head, got up and left the wing.
The outside is gray and gloomy, and outside the wing rooms is the middle hall of the building, and the doors of the rows of wing rooms are tightly closed, and no girls are seen coming in or out. Lu Sheng was also a little dizzy from drinking, so he walked towards the latrine.
Went to the latrine, washed his face sober up a lot, he wiped his face and walked out. After walking out a few steps, he was suddenly taken aback.
On the ground outside the hut, a section of light from the hall outside was projected. It's just that the color of the light is a little different from the color he remembered before.
"I remember, before this light was yellow, right?" Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, looking at the bright red halo on the ground.
It was so quiet outside, so quiet that there was not even a sound, not even the sound of the water waves beating the hull outside.
Lu Sheng looked down at the red light under his feet carefully, raised his legs slightly, walked out of the hut, and returned to the hall.
The hall was silent. The yellow lanterns hanging before were replaced by red lanterns at some point, and the faint red light dyed the entire hall in one color.
Lu Sheng walked to the guardrail and looked down. The floor he was on was the second floor, and the floor below was the first floor, and he couldn't see anyone. The few girls and guests who could be seen before entering the hut were all gone now, only the cold wind blew past.
Lu Sheng frowned slightly. Quickly walked towards the direction of the wing.
When he reached the wing room, he opened the door and entered, but Chen Jiaorong was not there, maybe he went to the latrine too, Song Zhenguo didn't come back, maybe he was still in the latrine.
Just as he walked around the corner, he suddenly focused his eyes and saw two big red lanterns hanging in the wing room.
Two red lanterns were quietly hung above their eating and drinking seats, and no one knew who hung them up.
The open door was whistling and the wind was blowing, and there was no sound in the wing room. Lu Sheng looked at the lantern, and then looked around.
"Brother Song? Brother Chen?"
He tried calling twice, but no one answered.
He immediately thought of the strange red boat he had encountered before, and his eyes instantly darkened.
Sitting on the seat, Lu Sheng propped his hands on his knees, quietly waiting for Song Zhenguo and Chen Jiaorong to come back. If they really went to the latrine, they would definitely return to this room.
Yue Mo waited for a while, and suddenly there was a sound of small footsteps at the door of the room.
The footsteps approached slowly, and soon stopped at the door of the room, which happened to be at the corner that Lu Sheng couldn't see.
"Brother Song?" Lu Sheng got up slowly and tried to call out.
The man just stood around the corner and didn't make a sound.
Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, and pressed his hand on the handle of the short knife at the back of his waist. This knife was specially purchased by him for self-defense. It was only the length of his forearm, and it couldn't be seen when it was inserted into the robe at the back of his waist.
He walked towards the door slowly, with light steps.
But just as he got up, a pale figure slowly appeared behind Lu Sheng. A fuzzy white figure, wearing a long white coat, appeared behind Lu Sheng, silently reaching out his claws towards the back of his head.
Chacha...
Suddenly Lu Sheng reached out and grabbed the edge of the wooden wall, rubbing a dim handprint left on it.
The man in white was stimulated by the quiet voice, and quickly withdrew his claws. Looking at the wooden wall, it found that it was just an accidental noise. It turned its head back, stretched out its claws, and grabbed Lu Sheng's back and heart again.
Only this time, what it saw was Lu Sheng's turned face, a pair of astonishingly bright eyes were facing its eyes.
"What are you doing?" Lu Sheng grinned, showing his creepy white teeth.
The man in white was startled, and suddenly floated backwards, sinking into the wall behind him in an instant.
boom! ! ! !
In an instant, a black figure slammed into the wall, and the silver knife light slashed through the wall like a waterfall.
It's Lu Sheng! !
Without saying a word, he slashed at the head with a knife. The huge strength and explosive power made him smash the wall like cutting tofu, and rushed after the man in white.
The man in white was terrified, and continued to float across the next room, sinking into the second wall again.
Boom! !
"die!!!"
Amidst the violent wall breaking sound, there was even a deafening roar. Lu Sheng chased after him, smashed the wall with his knife again, and rushed towards the man in white.
The blood vessels all over his body protruded faintly, floating on the surface of his body, the blood in his body was surging, and his whole body seemed to swell up suddenly, which was a big circle bigger than before, like a little giant.
He was holding the knife in his hand, compared to his size, it was like holding a twig. The thickness of the blade is not even one-third of the forearm.