Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 141 The Overcrowded Brothel 【Part [-]】

The rich man slandered privately in the mansion:

"Isn't it just the opening of a ready-made clothing store that needs such a big publicity campaign?
What's more, if we invite women from the brothel, how can we, ladies and gentlemen, show our heads and wait and see with those prostitutes.

It's okay to send the girl to see the excitement. "

The people in the past saw Xiangrong Pavilion decorated with lacquered gold lintels today,

Tomorrow tall stands are erected,
The day after tomorrow, there was a dragon and lion dance team rehearsing at the door...

The curiosity in my heart is like a hundred insects scratching, impatiently looking forward to the arrival of number eight.

As for those sluts with bulging purses, full of food and more hobbies, who have nothing to do and like to get drunk and want to be soft and warm,
At this moment, it is even more ready to move.

Early in the morning on the [-]th.

When the drunken bustards and girls were still sleepy because they hadn't rested from the previous night's work, they heard the hustle and bustle of people outside.

"Mother Yan Hong, hurry up and open the door to welcome the guests! Don't you Zui Xiangju make a stunning debut today?
I want to see how amazing my dear Honger is today..."

"Mother Yanhong, I am the Fourth Young Master E, your regular customer is gone, hurry up and open the door!

This propaganda campaign has been going on for several days, and it’s finally come to this day, but you guys are actually staying behind closed doors, what’s the point? "

"Xiang'er, my dear Xiang'er, I am your scheming husband, please let Yan Hong's mother open the door, I can't wait to kiss Fangze..."

Numerous anxious customers were clamoring outside the door, vying to occupy the position closest to the door, trying to be the first to rush in to see the surprise.

Lan Cang and 'Yan Yukuang' were standing in the hall of Zuixianju and were setting up the stage set. After hearing these voices outside, they looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Yan Yukuang held an authentic young master Leng's face, but there were three thousand feet of black lines on his forehead, and a waterfall of cold sweat flowed down his back.

"Young Master Starved to Death"...

"Hanging Yourself"...

The naming nerves of the rich and powerful in the Great Yan Kingdom are too strong and invincible!

Under Lan Cang's signal, Yanhong twisted her steps to the back of the door, and replied through the door panel:

"Gentlemen, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, wait a moment, the girls are getting ready to change their clothes!"

Hearing someone finally answer from the door, there was another loud commotion outside.

(End of this chapter)