Chapter 51 (1/2)
Yanjing Diyi luxury club is one of the most famous fireworks places in Yanjing. Here, only you can't think of. There are no women you can't see. There are all kinds of flowers competing for beauty. Here, you don't care what kind of identity you are, even if you are just an ordinary person and the poorest poor ghost!
But if you want to have a foothold here, you need to have a thick waist and strong arms, because a heavy figure will appear around you at any time. In a simple word, you can make the whole Yanjing crazy. This is the symbol of power.
People who can get in and out of this place are either rich or expensive. Although Diyi is known as the lowest leisure place, its status is supreme in everyone's mind. Ordinary people won't even come to the door because they know their identity.
It is said that the owner of Diyi is a very mysterious person. He has never appeared since the opening of Diyi. All I know is that on the first day of Diyi's opening, that person mobilized his strength and asked the most distinguished people in Yanjing to celebrate him. Since that time, anyone who can enter Diyi can dominate Yanjing.
On the third floor of the club is the rest area. People who come out of any room here can make people scream. In this room, Zhou Laohei is lying comfortably on the soft leather cushion chair and let the beauty behind him rub his waist.
From time to time, Zhou Laohei's hand will stretch out and grab a hand in front of the beauty's plump mountain. His face shows an intoxicated look, with an obscene smile. Looking at the beauty, the fire stick under him will be unbearable tall and straight and intoxicating!
Unknowingly, Zhou Laohei's breath began to rush. The beautiful woman's hand kept lifting up on his back, lifting up his heart, which made Zhou Laohei want to pull out his gun and kill her now, seven in and seven out!
”Well ~” Zhou Laohei grabbed her hard on her chest. The beauty moaned. Her whole body fell soft and lay on Zhou Laohei's back. The huge jade rabbit in front of her chest was tightly pressed, as if she would jump out at any time: ”brother black ~”
This cry almost made Zhou Laohei's whole body soft. He just felt that he was numb and was about to float: ”Xiao Sao, hoof, can't help it!”
”Well, brother Hei, you are so bad!” the beauty glanced at Zhou Laohei coyly. She didn't dislike the prickly beard on Zhou Laohei's face, and put her face close to Zhou Laohei's bearded face: ”people just can't help it, but you come!”
”Ha ha, good!” Zhou Laohei laughed, turned over from the soft leather cushion chair, held the beauty in his arms, and grabbed it again: ”let brother Hei satisfy you, little Sao. Hoof!”