Son of Heaven

"Hehe, is that so? Boss Zhao brought me here, did he just want to let me experience this so-called specific moment?" Liang Chen smiled, turned his head and looked at Zhao Yan with interest.

"What do you think? No matter what, this place won't disappoint you, and it won't disappoint any man." Zhao Yan clapped her hands suddenly when she said this. A kind of pink light background, illuminating everything around is dim, and there is a feeling of hesitation from the bottom of the bone.

Afterwards, there was a burst of lingering music sounded from nowhere, the music was mixed with the woman's suppressed moans, happy whispers, and panting sounds, the music was as soft as a pulse of warm water, just like that. Entering the bottom of people's hearts, people feel like soaking in hot springs, and can arouse people's endless desires at any time.

Afterwards, bursts of pink smoke lingered, and in the dreamlike smoke, accompanied by soft and seductive music, bursts of silver bells sounded, and then a group of enchanting women came down from upstairs. .

Those women were all covered with tulle, and they only wore three points of light yellow clothing to cover their vitals. There were small silver bells on the edge of the clothing, and when they moved lightly, they made a very pleasant ringing sound. [

These women are all delicate and hot, with only a layer of light veil on their bodies, walking down the steps step by step, laughing while walking, singing and dancing...

Lights, smoke, beautiful women, everything constitutes a scene of dream-like beauty, which feels so unreal and arouses boundless impulses in people's hearts.

I'm afraid that as long as he is a man, in this environment and atmosphere, it is impossible to hold on to his mind. He will burst out with primitive power like a wild beast, rush forward, and immerse himself in this pink and pink tenderness, unable to extricate himself. May this life never wake up again.

At some point, Zhao Yan had left Liang Chen's side and disappeared.

And those women have already walked down the stairs, walked to the middle of the room, and started a dreamlike dance with the ups and downs of the music.

I don’t know which expert designed that dance. Every gesture can show the femininity of the woman everywhere, just like the whisper of a lover gently teasing people’s hearts in the ears, seductive primitive desires , the endless style, the endless temptation, but it is not that exposed, not that direct, but gently and slowly, hooking you, leading you, slowly provoking the motivation in your heart, let you from The bottom of my heart is itchy to the outside, extremely hot, and I really want to vent it fiercely in some way, and then vent it again.

Those women were in the middle of the hall, with bare feet like snow jade and light veils, dancing on the snow-white carpet. At some point, Liang Chen had already sat on the short bench next to the hall, sitting cross-legged, As if obsessively looking at the dozen or so beautiful women who seem to be from Loulan dancing exotic dances.

Fantastic everything, fantastic situation, fantastic life...