Liu Zheheng landed beside the two of them.

At this moment, a man came out of the toilet and saw Song Qinghui holding Song Yaoyao. He staggered in front of them and said:

"Brother, you have come to the wrong place. This is a brothel, not a prostitute's house."

Song Qinghui knew that the man had misunderstood, and quickly let go of Song Yaoyao's waist and explained:

"Brother, that's not what I meant."

The man waved his hand and said:

"Brother, you, you don't have to explain, it's actually nothing!

Life is just a few short autumns, so live it to the fullest!

As long as you two really like each other, nothing will be a problem."

The man patted Song Qinghui on the shoulder and said:

"Brother, come on!"

Before Song Qinghui could explain further, the man had already staggered away.

Song Qinghui's face flushed red, and he cursed:

"What kind of people are these? What nonsense are they talking about!

I'm a straight man! Besides, this is my sister, I won't cheer for her! "

Song Qinghui was so angry that he even swore.

Song Yaoyao was also very embarrassed. She didn't expect that they would be misunderstood as soon as they came in. Seeing Song Qinghui who was furious, she hurried to comfort him:

"Brother, why are you mad at a drunkard?

Come on, let’s go inside and take a look.”

Liu Zheheng didn't expect that they would encounter such a thing as soon as they came in. It was quite embarrassing.

Liu Zheheng coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment!

He looked at Song Qinghui, whose face was flushed red, and comforted him:

"Brother, he is just a drunkard, don't pay attention to him.

Come on, we have some important things to do today."

Song Qinghui's expression became better.

"Well, I won't bother with it today. Let's go."

Just like that, Song Yaoyao and the other two walked towards the front yard.

Here, the music is swaying, and the world is filled with decadence and luxury...

This is Song Yaoyao's first time to come to the brothel. The last time, she went there with her elder brother Song Qingyu. That time was for revenge and to wipe out Luo Qihong's forces.

This time it’s different, they are here just to make a connection.

The last time they went to the brothel, Song Qingyu kept staring at Song Yaoyao, not letting her look around, and directly pulled her into the private room.

This time Song Qingyu was not there, and Song Yaoyao was ready to take a closer look, but unexpectedly, at this moment, her eyes were covered by Song Qinghui's hands.

How could Song Yaoyao forget her brother Song Qinghui?

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Stop looking around and get down to business."

"Oh, I see.

Take your hands away, I can't see the road."

"I'll help you walk."

“No, no, no, I don’t need your help.

Brother, please take your hands away immediately. I don’t want others to think that we have an affair. "

After hearing this, Song Qinghui felt that what he was doing was inappropriate, so he quickly put down his hand.

Little guy, I can’t cure you!

Song Yaoyao looked around, her heart particularly fluttering!

Song Yaoyao's eyes fell on the dancers on the stage. She was looking at them just right when suddenly a figure blocked her view.

Song Yaoyao looked up and saw a handsome man dressed as a servant standing in front of her.

Song Yaoyao met the man's gaze, and the man immediately smiled and said:

"Looking at your face, is this your first time here?"

"Yeah, it's my first time here."

As soon as Song Yaoyao and the others came in, the servant saw them.

He had a very good memory. He clearly remembered that these three people were not among the guests today, but now they appeared here. These three people must have climbed over the wall after curfew.