Yuepiao Tower, the most popular brothel in Beijing.
Bright red lanterns were hung high inside and outside the building, scantily clad women accompanied the guests who came to have fun, and the petty officials were also welcoming the old men with special habits, trying their best to win their favor, throwing themselves into their arms with coquettish voices, and flying flirtatious eyes.
"Uncle, please come in~"
"Welcome to visit next time~"
"Mom Yue, a distinguished guest has arrived, it's Mr. Cheng!"
"..."
I, Fulaiye, the servant in Yuepiao Tower, am busy welcoming and seeing off guests. When the guests are happy, they will give me two rewards. I plan in my heart that I can redeem myself and leave here after I have saved enough silver.
"Fu Lai! Send this to the T-shaped room on the second floor!" Madam Yue Ma here put a bottle of plaster into my hand.
"Okay~" I agreed and took it, understanding that it was a softening ointment. The little official in the T-shaped room was recently kept by a businessman. Looking at the way he waited for the master all day long, he probably had feelings. This is a taboo in their industry. If the master gets tired of playing, how should he live?
"Deng Deng..."
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