Thanks to Yingkong’s monthly ticket. /￥f,——
Yihuchun is a high-end nightclub full of the old Shanghai atmosphere.
The old neon tubes and gorgeous colorful light bulbs together form a huge signboard.
In a Western-style nightclub, the side close to the rotating door is filled with dining tables, while the side close to the bottom is a gorgeous stage. The orchestra on the stage are light and low. A red singer is dancing with a group of gorgeous dancers, singing the decline and prosperity of the prison with a slightly hoarse voice.
There are countless nightclub brothels and endless traffic, this is incredible, prison city.
The people here come from different worlds and have their own different situations. They meet in a tavern on the street, and in a coffee shop on the corner of the street. They exchange because of survival and attract each other because of loneliness. In this city full of blood and evil, sin and punishment, they show a series of different styles and bloody romances.
It reminds people of the famous saying: If you love him, send him to New York, because it is heaven; if you hate him, send him to New York, because it is hell.
“The Tale of the Two Cities” also said that this is the best era, the worst era… This is the season of light, the season of darkness; this is the spring of hope, the winter of disappointment; there are all kinds of things in front of people, and nothing in front of people; people are going straight to heaven; people are going straight to hell.
If you feel in heaven, please enjoy it; if you feel like hell, you can at least choose to escape.
However, the most unique thing about prison cities is that they only enter but not leave.
No option available. There is no way to escape.
Apart from death, I can never escape her package, her immersion, her rendering, and everything that follows her like a shadow and lingering. From opening your eyes to after sleeping. Whether awake or dreaming, you will never escape this airtight prison city.
She is a cannibalistic city. However, she was orderly and her business was booming.
Same as all night clubs. There is no ticket for Yihuchun. Mu Shura, dressed as a man, and Qin Cao, who is a little boy, walked into this rich nightclub side by side and met the boss’s wife who is so affectionate and coquettish.
Yihuchun’s boss’s name is Yanyangtian. From the 1997 version of “Ma Yongzhen” Shanghai. The person who plays her is called Zhou Jialing.
Strictly speaking, Yangtian is not the kind of pure beauty. As mentioned earlier, she is a woman who will arouse her at first glance. It’s the kind of feeling that the more you look at it, the more itchy your heart becomes. The woman who wished she could throw her to the ground and ravage her hard.
I saw her wearing a red beaded cheongsam, which almost reached the slit under her armpits and only pressed under her buttocks. dewThe base of the thighs tightly tied by the thick black nylon suspender stockings. He was wearing a pair of pointed-toned high heels on his feet, a white fox shawl on his shoulders, and his long hair was curled into big wavy curls, surrounded by his atmospheric facial features and an unscrupulous red flaming lips.
The scarlet nail polish seemed like a flame floating in the dark night, holding a slender lady’s cigarette holder, sucking and dark fireworks, and exaggeratingly twisting its plump and fragrant buttocks. Sitting between the two.
That’s right, she squeezed her delicate body, which was floating in fragrance, between Mu Shura and Qin Cao.
What a domineering woman!
“You two are looking for me?” The woman raised her legs and started from the insteps exposed outside her high heels, gently stroked her Qingchang**** full of infinite temptation. Then raise the nail pieces covered with thick oil paint and gently scrape the edges of the lace stockings stretched to the edge of the thighs.
This is a naked teasing.
Mu Shura must admit that even if he is a woman, he can feel a strange emotion spreading in his heart.
Qin Cao smiled and stretched out his hand, touching her thigh generously: “I want to ask the boss lady to sleep with her.”
“I only sleep with the most domineering man on the beach.” Yan Yangtian chucked Qin Cao gently spit out a cigarette ring.
Hold your breath and wait for the smoke ring to dissipate. Qin Cao smiled and said, “The one I let you sleep is the most domineering man in the prison.”
“Oh?” He gently flicked the ashes, and Yan Yangtian asked with a smile, “Let’s hear it.”
Qin Cao hooked his fingers, and Yan Yangtian lazily stood up. Qin Cao immediately leaned over to the sunny sky and whispered a few times. This time, t160 finally heard the secret.
Cross-flying flowers.
“Do you want to touch him?” Yan Yangtian curled his smile.
“Be entrusted by someone to get something.” Qin Cao replied with a smile.
“I’m very expensive.” Yan Yangtian crushed the cigarette butts in the red blood crystal ashtray.
“This is a deposit.” As he said that, Qin Cao put a gorgeous big-name clutch bag in front of Yan Yangtian.
The gift I gave was of course not a handbag. This valuable handbag serves as just a packaging bag. Real gifts in the handbag. Yangyang Tian raised a jade finger and turned the door toward the uninhabited corner, then gently opened the hidden button.
Slowly curl a crack and make sure there is no threat. Then he turned his body sideways and looked down.
He looked up at Qin Cao with a smile, then reached into the bag and touched it carefully. Then he suddenly withdrew his jade hand, gently pressed the shiny metal edge, and closed the bag with a “splash”.
“Where did you get this thing?” Yanyang Tianqing said.
“Where can there be a prison city?” Qin Cao asked with a smile.
“Since youAfter getting into his bed, why can’t I get along with him? “Yan Yangtian asked back.
“Private relationship is private relationship, and official affairs are official affairs. “Qin Cao replied without blinking. “So, what you asked me to do is for public or private? ”
“Of course it is a business. “Qin Cao nodded solemnly. “Okay, I’ll take this job. “Yanyangtian inserted another cigarette, and Qin danced her fingers and lit the cigarette with the flames lit up from her fingertips.
Walking out of a pot of spring, Mu Shura couldn’t help asking, “What is in her bag? ”
“Women’s house stuff. “Qin Cao smiled.