It's not the low-class brothel that Yan Ran imagined. As soon as you enter, you'll see a scene of selling meat and a smoke-filled brothel.
Its interior decoration is antique, and in the hall, there are girls accompanying the guests, reciting poems, drinking tea, playing the piano, composing music, or playing chess.
This is more like an elegant place.
Yanran admired in her heart that this boss really knew how to do business and made the brothel so elegant, and the girls inside were all as beautiful as flowers.
It’s hard not to be popular and famous all over the world!
When the communication between the guests and the girls starts from the spirit and resonates with the thoughts, and then goes to bed, they will become more harmonious.
When Cuinong came in with Yanran, the madam in the brothel burst into smiles when she saw them.
As soon as she saw the madam, Yanran couldn't help but look at her twice.
A woman in her twenties, with a graceful figure, but not as heavily dressed as these Yingying Yanyan.
It should be said that she is beautiful but not flashy, not vulgar, and there is a shrewdness in her eyes.
Yan Ran raised her eyes, it was surprising that such a young woman could run such a world-famous brothel as Yaorao Garden.
"Miss Cuinong, are you back?" she said with a smile.
"Yes, mom," Cui Nong smiled faintly, her brows showing fatigue.
"I'm going upstairs first," she said.
The madam nodded quickly without asking any questions.
Yanran lowered her head, and after hearing the conversation between Cuinong and the Madam, she knew that she must be the red card girl here, and the Madam did not dare to offend her easily.
However, the moment he raised his head, he found that the madam's eyes were falling on his face.
However, since Cuinong didn't introduce her identity, the madam didn't ask any more questions.
In this room, Cuinong led her to turn left and right, and finally walked to the corridor inside.
As soon as I stepped in, a hoarse, frivolous voice came from a side room in front of me.