Datang: Signed in for Seven Years and Was Exposed by Empress Changsun

The corners of her mouth were raised, revealing a smile that made Mi Qinglou lose color.

In just a moment, the clients present slowly fell silent.

In the end, it became silent.

Lu Qianqian is so pretty.

The prostitutes present stared blankly one by one.

And her gestures are eye-catching.

This is an enchanting woman with a dazzling aura.

"Everyone, Qianqian wants to choose a guest tonight."

Lu Qianqian spoke slowly, her voice was gentle, Rudie's eyebrows trembled.

The words just finished.

The whole audience seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the clients went crazy.

Wave after wave sounded, and some even blushed with excitement.

If this is an army, then this stimulating effect is absolutely perfect.

Li Hong looked at the crazy man in the private room, and sighed in his heart that he was a group of people who could only think with their lower body.

In fact, it's just that Li Hong didn't understand it.

Lu Qianqian has been in Miqing Building for nearly two years.

Every time she appeared on the stage, it was overcrowded, and countless dignitaries came here just to see her.

A woman like her who sells her art but not her body, looks like a fairy, and is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Countless men want to get her first time.

If he could become Lu Qianqian's guest of honor, he would be able to boast for at least a year.

Moreover, there may be some ambiguous things that can happen here.

That is, I don't know why Lu Qianqian suddenly appeared today.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the place is already full of people, and there may be high officials from the court.

Miqinglou has put a lot of effort into shaping Lu Qianqian's oiran!

"Masters, please be quiet and let the servants finish."

Lu Qianqian spoke again.

The sound is waxy, which makes it even more exciting.

But... everyone endured it, holding their breath and waiting for the rules that Lu Qianqian would say.

"I don't love money, I don't look at appearance, and I don't care about age, but... I believe in fate!"

"The slave family is going to draw lots and put the bamboo slips in a box for everyone to draw lots. If you draw lots with the name of the slave family, the slave family will sweep the couch to welcome you tonight."

Lu Qianqian's voice reached everyone's ears like the sound of nature.

She smiled softly, like a fairy landed in this world of mortals.

The light in those eyes seemed to carry stars, which made people unable to help but be fascinated by it.

Lu Qianqian chuckled in her heart, sighing secretly that men are so vulgar and can be controlled at will.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Miss Qianqian is doing well!"

"I support!"

"I support it too!"

"We support it too!"

The prostitutes spoke excitedly again.

In the past, Lu Qianqian had invited guests to enter the scene several times.

There are poetry recitations, money bidding, and even martial arts competitions.

Every time, people fight violently, and the clients are beaten to death, and there are many fights.

As fair as this time, it is the first time I have encountered it.

Even if the family has no money, those rich people who can't compete can still have a chance.

Even if you are uneducated, writing poetry is not as good as those private ones.

Or in other words, if there is no other powerful one in the wrist, there is also a chance.

In short, fair!

Therefore, the atmosphere is even more enthusiastic!