My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Thanks to the development of technology, this thing can also be faked!

However, the fake is ultimately fake, it is impossible to be exactly the same as the original feeling, Feng Chu does not know whether the guests will find it, and her heart is really embarrassing.

Fortunately, the red sister did not ask again, but finally ended all kinds of embarrassment: "Well, you are going, don't let the guests wait for you! After finishing the check, I will not charge you commission." You are also pitiful, good Miss Qianjin, you have to rely on this to make money..."

The red sister is a **** and speaks with a turn.

She is very pitiful, and she is really pitiful. She did not consider Fenghu’s words, and she would be frustrated with self-esteem.

Fortunately, the heart of Fengchu, after a thousand years of hard work, is already very strong.

Wen Yan only smiled and said: "Thank you for the kindness of the red sister."

This world, want to sell yourself at a high price, not everyone can want to sell and sell, but also to go backdoor, thanks to the kindness of the middleman!

Feng Chu closed his eyes and pinched the door card in his hand. He went to the death penalty and entered the emperor's song.

The VIP Room 1 is different from other private rooms.

The other private rooms are all entertaining KTV rooms, surrounded by a majestic leather sofa, opposite a huge display screen, next to the gambling table, the whole decoration is quite local.

The VIP room No. 1 looks more refined and luxurious.

Once inside, it is a particularly open reception room. Unlike KTV, it is like the meeting room of the president.

Going inside, there are still a few small rooms, which are chess room, karaoke room, game room, lounge... This room 1 is just a small world, as if deliberately creating the original taste of the president's villa. But with a little different temptation and temptation than "home."

When Feng Chu brought artists, I came to the emperor many times. I can be very familiar with this place. However, this noble room No. 1 has never had a chance.

Feng Chu curiously walked in, until the end of the corridor, only to discover the master bedroom.

Her mood was tense and tense.

It should be here.

She gently opened the door, and imagined innumerable times, what would be the man who would face it.

According to the red sister, the first time I came out to buy a little girl, there are many men with special shackles.

Either it is very ugly, or it is a middle-aged man with a big belly, or a drunkard who is drunk and stinks...

Feng Chu knows that he is not qualified for picky.

She is anxious to ask for a million life-saving money. At this moment, someone can pay to buy her. What dare she picks?

Just... very sad.

Just like the red sister is cheating on the truth without mercy: she is a good-looking lady, she has fallen to the point of selling it...

Feng Chu opened his eyes with his eyes closed.

Unexpectedly, there was no one in the room.

In the space of Nuo Da, there is only one very very very large emperor bed, which does not seem to differ much from the bedroom of the Regal House.

However, there is a shelf at the bedside, and the things on it can be meaningful.

Even a girl like Feng Chu who has never experienced many personnel, looked at her face! red! heart! jump!

Those are the things that make the guests happy and play to torture her? !

Her cheeks are red.

At this moment, a burst of water slammed into the ears.

Feng Chu hurried back and saw that on the opposite wall of the room, there was a frosted glass sliding door, which was a bathroom.

The tall figure of a man, through the frosted glass, faintly reflected out!

That is to buy her guests, in the shower!