princess please flop

Walking into the Blissful Zhai Ziyingluo, I can only feel a strong fragrance of powder coming from my nostrils. The men dressed up enchantingly are either lying in the arms of the women to have fun, or drinking and having fun with the women. Looking at such a luxurious scene, Zi Yingluo looks good. She frowned severely, she didn't like such a luxurious place.

The decoration of Ji Le Zhai is extremely extravagant, with crystal jade as the lamp, pearls as the curtain, and Fan Jin as the pillar foundation.A crocodile twirled tent hangs beside the six-foot wide bed of aquilaria wood, embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with beads and silver thread all over the tent, and the wind moves like a magical sea falling into the clouds.

On the couch, there are sapphire pillows, soft silkworm ice mats, and jade belts and quilts.A huge moon bead hangs on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining like a bright moon.The ground is covered with white jade, embedded with golden beads, the ground is chiseled into a lotus, and it looks like five lotus flowers. , as straight as a jade lotus growing at every step, comparable to the extravagance of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step.

Presumably such a luxurious Bliss Room, the owner behind it may not be able to take a break.

"Hey, isn't this our Eighth Princess and Princess Anle? You haven't come here for a long time." A flamboyantly dressed man in a floor-sweeping red robe looked at Zi Yingluo with a salivating face, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, An Le took a step forward and stretched out his hand to touch the old bustard's face, and said with a smile: "Yes, old bustard, but I miss my princess."

"Of course, the slave family wants to be a princess."

Seeing the coquettish appearance of the old bustard's father, Zi Yingluo shuddered fiercely. The same red dress, however, was so vulgar on him. On the other hand, Gong Ziyu, wearing a red dress, made him even more charming and coquettish. colorful.

Thinking of Gong Ziyu, Zi Yingluo felt inexplicably disappointed, as if he had been gone for a long time.

The old bustard looked at Zi Yingluo calmly, the eighth princess was always very anxious when she came here before, how could she be so indifferent today, thinking about it, he took a step forward and said: "Why is the eighth princess so indifferent to the slave family?" What? The eighth princess used to be..." As she spoke, she threw herself into Zi Yingluo's arms, and Zi Yingluo turned around in surprise and avoided the wolf hug of the old bustard.

This scene has already attracted many spectators, seeing the old bustard's father being so embarrassed, everyone covered their faces and laughed, the old bustard stomped his feet angrily, and looked at Zi Yingluo with a sad face.

An Le smiled awkwardly, took out a stack of banknotes to the old bustard and said, "My sister is in a bad mood today, don't mind, find a man who doesn't have a little money to wait on her."

The old bustard accepted the bank note, and the smile on his mouth resumed, such a speed of changing his face made Zi Yingluo collapse again.

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"Come on, beauty, give this princess a kiss."

"Come on, beauty, have a drink..."

"Beauty..." At the end of the sentence, An Le had deftly lifted the man's skirt with one hand, and her little hands lingered on the man's body frivolously, reaching the state of ecstasy.

"Cough...cough..." Zi Yingluo hid her drunken cough, hoping that Anle would notice that there was someone beside her.

An Le glanced at Zi Yingluo in a daze, thinking that she was implying that she wanted a man, so she casually pushed a man to Zi Yingluo's side, "Go, go and accompany my sister."

"I don't want it." Zi Yingluo's calm voice sounded, and no one could hear any emotion. An Le was taken aback, and the man thought he couldn't get into Zi Yingluo's eyes, sobbing softly.

An Le looked at Zi Yingluo suspiciously, and said, "Could it be that he can't get into Sister Yingluo's eyes." Before Zi Yingluo could answer, An Le nodded self-consciously, "That's right, all the gentlemen in Sister Yingluo's house are serious about it." stunning."

Unable to bear such a scene, Zi Yingluo stood up lightly, "An Le, you can play, I'm going back."

Afterwards, ignoring An Le's roar, he opened the door and walked out.