Yang Mu'an nodded to indicate that she understood. After the waiter left, she tidied up a bit and lay down to rest. She didn't think anyone could make better cosmetics than "Rouge." She was more interested in the so-called bar now.
Perhaps because she was tired from traveling, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. When she woke up again, it was already midnight. Thinking that Huai Fengyue might have already closed the door, Yang Mu'an opened the window in disappointment. When she saw the brightly lit Huai Fengyue, her eyes lit up, and she put on her coat and went out.
"Does the young lady have a reservation?"
A woman greeted them with a smile at the entrance of Huai Feng Yue.
"Reservation?" Yang Mu'an frowned. Do you need to make a reservation for a place like this?
The woman smiled and said, "If you don't have a reservation, you can only move around in our lobby on the first floor."
Yang Mu'an nodded to indicate that he understood.
"Please come in, young lady." The woman gestured for her to enter.
Yang Mu'an was stunned by the scene before him as soon as he entered.
Huai Feng Yue was indeed different from ordinary brothels. Inside, there were more young couples or teenagers whispering to each other at a table. In the middle, there was a very large stage where several women dressed in strange clothes were dancing strange dances.
The clothes were rather revealing, and Yang Mu'an couldn't help but blush.
Another thing that particularly intrigued her was that the entire hall reflected different lights, especially on the stage, where the lights were constantly changing.
Yang Mu'an now understood why the waiter had said that Miss Liu was an extraordinary person; indeed, not many people could think of transforming a brothel into such a way.
The people of Dongchen have a relatively open social atmosphere, but traditional brothels naturally don't attract women. With Huaifengyue's transformation, not only men but also women might find it appealing.
As she walked along, she saw many women drinking and playing together.
Yang Mu'an took a deep breath, feeling all his pressure and dissatisfaction slowly disappear with the strange yet exhilarating music.
Seeing that Yang Mu'an was standing there dumbfounded for a long time, the woman next to her brought two glasses of wine and walked over to her side: "Miss, would you like to have a drink with me?"
Yang Mu'an stared at the woman, stunned, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
The woman glanced at her and then chuckled, "Is this your first time here, young lady?"
"Hehe." Yang Mu'an smiled and nodded awkwardly.
The woman handed her the drinks: "It's okay, you'll know how to play after a few more times."
He raised his glass to Yang Mu'an, gesturing for her to drink. Yang Mu'an looked at the drink in her hand and hesitated. She rarely drank before, and in Yancheng, whenever there was an occasion where she needed to drink, someone would always stand in for her.
The woman seemed to sense her doubt and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, miss. This is a cocktail specially made by Miss Liu. It's not as strong as the usual kind of liquor."
cocktail?
Yang Mu'an looked down at the glass and realized that it wasn't the color of the glass that was different, but the color of the liquor inside. Was this colorful cocktail?
Yang Mu'an smiled slightly, clinked glasses with the woman, and took a small sip.
It's sweet and sour, not fruit wine but tastes better than fruit wine, and she likes it.
The woman smiled at her and then turned back to her own table.
Yang Mu'an looked at the cocktail in his hand and couldn't help but take another sip, finding himself liking it more and more with each sip...
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