Chapter 87

Slowly climbed the stairs behind the middle-aged man, and a small classical palace lamp was hung in the corridor tied with colorful ribbons. At the top of the stairs were two palace lamps carved by two life-size red | naked men entangled together, with bronze carvings held high on their hands. There is also a palace lamp. I don't know if there is wind, and the lights in the lanterns suddenly go out, creating a very ambiguous atmosphere.

An Qiaoya looked at the two bronze sculptures and became energetic. Her eyes suddenly became heart-shaped, and her mouth, which was straight behind her head, was almost submerged by the overflowing saliva. If the disgraceful Thunder had pulled her back collar and dragged her away, I guess she would have been excitedly drooling and obscenely put her fingers into the ** door of the intertwined copper man to see if she could really '**'.

The wooden floor on the corridor on the second floor was deliberately thickened, and even covered with a red carpet embroidered with strange patterns. Even people who walked up and listened to other people's ears quietly like a cat walking. Angioya has been wondering why she took so much effort to minimize the sound outside the door? Are you afraid that those who are having fun will be scared by the sudden loud noise and take measures to stop coming to visit in the future?

But it doesn't seem right to think so, because relatively, the movement in the room is too loud. Every time they passed a closed door, they always heard men's painful and happy moans. Of course, there were more voices that were inexplicably similar to beasts. After seeing so many GVs, Anchoa thought with his toes that he knew what those people were doing. It's a little unreasonable to say that this is to isolate the sound, because it really can't be isolated. However, for a woman who is extremely corrupt and only likes to watch river crabs, this is an excellent auditory enjoyment.

"Here it is." The middle-aged man pushed open a door at the corner and sideways gave way to An Joya and Thunder in. Two masters, please.

As soon as he entered the door, the thunder was shocked by what he saw in front of him. It's not that he had never seen metal, but he had never seen it with so many dazzling metals in the room.

"...Boss, the decoration here won't be the same, will it?" Can he ask for a change of room? Thunder raised his hand to stand in front of him, so that he would not be blinded by the golden decorations in the room.

Golden screen, golden tables and chairs, golden beams, golden windows, golden... Looking inside again, as expected, even the bed is golden. The whole room can be described as 'brilliant' to the extreme. Do people who collude with the court nobles like gold? He doubted that those who came in here would still be interested in playing ** sports against the golden light all over the room.

"This man..." As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, he was immediately interrupted by thunder, "My surname is Ray." He retreated from the door and looked elsewhere. God, he felt that there was really something wrong with his eyes.

"Oh, that's right, Mr. Lei." The middle-aged man also followed him out of the door. In front of Thunder's height of 185, only less than 168 can he see Thunder's face. "This is the unified decoration in our store, which is designed by our boss himself, so every house is the same, even if it is occasionally different, it is also It can only be replaced by a few privileged regular customers who are familiar with our boss.

Do you have the privilege to change? Then doesn't he hope to throw out those dazzling things? Thunder suddenly felt that it was a bad idea to propose to come here to relax.

"Rae, come in and have a look. There are a lot of good things here. Come here quickly." The sound of Anjoya swallowing saliva came from the room. It turned out that Anjoa had slipped to the room as early as when the thunder raised his hand to avoid the dazzling golden light.

Without waiting for Thunder to respond, the middle-aged man waiting aside has already said the question first, "Son Lei, my brother's voice..." Why does it sound like a woman?

"Uh...ah, that, that. Sir, you should know why I brought me to a quieter place now. My brother-in-law hasn't turned into an adulthood. Listen to his voice, hehe, let you laugh..." Thunder was scared into a cold sweat and explained awkwardly. Although it sounds far-fetched, forget it, do your best.

"Oh, I see." The middle-aged man nodded suddenly, but then put the gossip to Thunder's ear. Out of courtesy, although he was choked by the smell of powder on his body and wanted to sneeze, Thunder still resisted and listened to what he wanted to say for the time being.

"In fact, Mr. Lei doesn't have to panic. There are many ladies and noble ladies who like to go to restaurants in Beijing. Our store will definitely keep this secret for you. You can rest assured to enjoy it."

Hearing this, Thunder couldn't help sighing. Sure enough, he banned An Qiaoya from opening her from the beginning for fear that her voice would be recognized as a woman, but he didn't expect that she was still exposed now. Fortunately, he was a little relieved by the words of a middle-aged man.

"Thank you, sir," Thunder bowed, then gritted his teeth, hesitated, and still bravely turned around and stepped into the room that flashed. Really, the place where the emperor lived may not be so bright, right?

"Rai, look, the spring | palace | picture here seems to be real!" As soon as he crossed the screen, his arm was immediately pulled, and Thunder was pulled to a large wall empty in the room before he could even sigh.

"Wow, I've never seen such a realistic picture. It's real." An's eyes were shining, and her saliva flowed straight down. The unruly hand kept touching the male intercourse painted on the wall, and there was only a whole person sticking to it to eat a few bites.

Thunder rolled his eyes helplessly. Is this guy from a woman? He really likes to watch men and men so much, ah!

"...so many postures, tut, and difficult movements..." Anchoa's whole body was fascinated in front of the wall and sighed, "It's so beautiful, it's so H, wow~~~ I can't help it..."

"Ah, that's great! There are even wooden basins for washing faces, as well as wine glasses and wine pots!" A corrupt woman was surprised to take all the things she saw with a picture of BL river crabs in her arms,555555... Antiques, I really want to take them back, took photos and uploaded them to the group to make the group of corrupt women envied and jealous.

"God, there are also on the screen..." Anchoya feels that she is in heaven. God, if this is a dream, please don't let her wake up!

"Hey, don't go too much." She doesn't feel ashamed that he has humiliated her. She has to put on this expression and come back after the owner leaves. Thunder grabbed Anchoa's collar and tried to pull her up, who was holding the washbasin and cup on the ground, and looked at the middle-aged man who followed with the corners of his eyes. What a shame!

"Get up."

"No!"

"Put down what's on your hand first?" Thunder tried to discuss with her.

"No!" Anjoya refused, held the things in her hand tightly, and curled up to wrap the things together.

"That's someone else's thing!" Thunder sped his face and stretched out his hand to grab the washbasin she held in her arms. "Why don't you give it back to others?" He really regrets bringing this woman here on a whim. Shame, what a shame!

"I don't want it!" A woman held the wine glass tightly in her arms and was not afraid of being clucked, but she didn't let go, "You bully me!" She raised her eyes to the indignant accusation.

"Where did I bully you?" Thunder was almost bleeding. If she were his subordinate, he would have kicked her as a sandbag in the name of training.

(A young man quietly PS: Here we can imagine how Thunder abused his men before... ah? Who, who? Who smashed my mother with eggs? Be bold enough to stand up for me and fight one-on-one! Thunder: It's me, how about it? Do you want to fight one-on-one? OK, I accept it. Some young man: No... dare not... small joke...)

"You are bullying me!" Anchoa is also annoyed. Why does this guy always grab what she looks like?

"You are really unreasonable."

"I'm Li Bai, not Li Yu!" A woman was unreasonable, but the next second she pretended to be pitiful. "I really like these things~ We can just buy them... I have money..."

"No!" More righteously refused, Thunder really didn't care about Anchoa this time and did it directly. Give it back to others quickly."

"No! NOWAY! Ah!"

"Ha," looking at the middle-aged man who had been watching, Thunder and An Qiaoya, who had been watching, did not show any unhappy appearance. Instead, he pinched the handkerchief to his face and squeezed his lips and said, "If the girl likes it, our Qifeng Building has a lot of spring | palace pictures. I will ask my servants to send it to give away later. That's Miss Yu."

"Really?!" As soon as she heard that there was something to send, Anjoya was not crazy. She got up from the ground and looked at the middle-aged man with his eyes. "Uncle, is what you said... true? Is there really spring | Gongtu sent?

"Uncle?!" A middle-aged man touched his face like a woman, "Is I that old?"

As soon as An Qiaoya heard it, she immediately turned her tone and said flatteringly, "There's nothing. In fact, it's just my personal habit. Even if it's only one year older than me, I'll call him uncle. Don't you think, Uncle Lei?" He elbowed the side of the thunder.

"Yes, yes, whatever you say." In order to stop suffering in his abdomen, Thunder had no choice but to answer. Last time it was her parent's worker, and this time it was her uncle. Fortunately, the generation also said that it had finally improved.

"That is to say, and this uncle is so magnificent that even the uncle is the most beautiful and beautiful uncle." Anjoya squinted and smiled sweetly, and the miso soup fell on the middle-aged man's head like a bowl of free. The middle-aged man who coaxed kept laughing and couldn't close his mouth.

"Look at your little mouth, it's just like honey." Covering his mouth with a handkerchief, the middle-aged man continued with a smile, "For the sake of being so talkable, I will give you another set of porcelain cups later."

"Really?" Anchoa was simply happy and crazy, but she still had to be reserved before the outbreak. "Isn't it... a whole set like this?" She pointed to the teacup that was robbed by Thunder as soon as she relaxed.

"Yes." **The middle-aged man smiled and nodded in response.

"YES!" Anchoa jumped up and screamed. He ran over again and gave the middle-aged man a bear hug, "Uncle, I love you so much! You are the most beautiful, handsome and amiable uncle I have ever seen in my life!"

"Really?"

"It's more true than pearls!" An Qiaoya hung around someone's neck and said with a smile. Some young master: I said, you should change your habit of hanging on others, right?)

"Ha... Hey, be careful, Uncle Mei's waist can't stand your tossing like this." It is estimated that he twisted his waist when he was hit back by Anjoya. The middle-aged man quickly pulled Anjoa off his neck and frowned.

"Are you all right? Do you want me to rub it for me?" An Qiaoya was busy offering care and muttering in her heart that her waist strength was so bad that it didn't last long when she looked XXOO. Xiao Gong must be depressed to death. Some young man interrupted again: Do you know that he is a small suffer? Maybe he is weak and dark.)

"Sit down first." Seeing his painful face, Anchoya was also embarrassed to let others stand again and quickly helped him close to the table.

"It's okay. Maybe I've been too tired recently." The middle-aged man said and sat at the round table with the help of Anchoa.

Are you tired? Capture the word **, plus the identity of a middle-aged man, and then think that they are now in a small house...