Quick Transmigration: The Black Lotus script is broken

Chapter 157 Fans are daughters (3)

The man raised his head, his eyes full of fear, his legs knelt directly on the ground, his hands were tightly clasped together, as if begging for mercy.

"Miss, please let me go, I can't go in again."

Snot and tears dripped down, and words begging for mercy.

Chu Xingran's hand in arranging her hair paused, the hair next to her ear was tucked behind her ear, she licked her tooth socket, and watched the stairs gradually close without turning her eyes, and the man's body disappeared.

Surrounded by silence, Chu Xingran's little leather shoes made the sound of kicking footsteps on the floor, and colorful lights flashed in the sky, flickering on and off.

At the end, the sound of music came from the other side, followed by a waiter wearing a fox mask holding a glass of red wine, wearing a uniform, and the plate was firmly placed in the palm of his hand.

Walked up to Chu Xingran and greeted her.

The tone is extremely respectful.

Then stopped aside, waiting for the other party to leave first, Chu Xingran gradually understood that everything was wrong.

Everyone here knows An Ziyan, and An Ziyan often comes here, judging by the layout here, it doesn't look like a place where a simple little girl would come.

An's father and An's mother should not know about this. What does her brother look like?What is petting?
The corners of Chu Xingran's mouth curled up, and a sweet smile appeared, "Where is my good brother?"

"The young master is waiting for the eldest lady in the box on the right." The servant wearing a fox mask replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Then he looked up at her and stopped talking.

Chu Xingran reached out to take off his mask, but unfortunately the other party avoided him, "Miss, please abide by the rules here."

He took a step back, away from her.

Chu Xingran rubbed her fingers, put her hands in her pockets, turned and walked to the right, and the music inside was deafening as she opened the door.

Slowly raised his eyes to see a group of people lying messily inside, women and men wearing various masks.

They poured wine on each other, played loudly, and the smoke made Chu Xingran frown, and closed the door softly.

His eyes fell on the man sitting in the middle, wearing a golden mask on his head, lying lazily and smoking a cigarette, holding a deck of playing cards in the other hand.

The subwoofer said, "I won."

Putting down the cards in his hand, he looked up coldly at Chu Xingran's arrival.

"Hey, my dear sister is here, give me a seat quickly, don't wrong our eldest lady."

He pressed the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray beside him, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

The scantily dressed bunny girl sitting next to him reluctantly got up, and said, "Master, where should I sit?"

Acting coquettishly, there are circles hanging on the man's white shirt.

The man chuckled and picked up the bunny girl with his backhand, and the woman sat on his lap.

The woman exclaimed, and shyly buried her head in the man's chest.

He pinched the bunny girl's waist heavily, and patted, "Are you satisfied with sitting here?"

Full of teasing meaning, the woman was shy and stopped talking.

He raised his head and landed on Chu Xingran's face, "Sit over here, what are you doing there?"

"..."

Chu Xingran's pink princess dress was incompatible with this place, so she walked over calmly and sat down.

"Brother, can you pay attention?"

Chu Xingran gently parted her red lips to remind the other party.

The other party turned his eyes and looked at the person in front of him when he heard the word "brother".

"An Ziyan, isn't this at home, you're still acting here with the name brother?"

(End of this chapter)