Lucky Records

Song Lanli did not move in the aisle. On the ceiling of the aisle was hung a row of crystal lamps imported from Italy. The multi-faceted small lampposts refracted the shining lights, which did not make his expression bright when reflected on his face, but made his eyes look brighter. There was confusion.

"Is... which important client?"

He asked in a low voice, feeling a little apprehensive.

"Who is it? It's Mr. Lu who you were served by... last time."

Song Lan just thought that it might be Lu Xiang's pervert, but he didn't expect that he really had something on his mind.

"I won't go! I won't answer this one!"

Bald Qiang was worried that he would say this. Logically, the young master of the club can choose whether he wants to take over the stage. After all, it is not a matter of forcing people, but of being willing.However, the person sitting upstairs spoke up today, so Song Lan had to go.

I don't know which brat told him that Song Lan was here today, and now there is no room for lying and bragging. Boss Yu happened to be away, so he couldn't do it with a bald head.

"If you don't go, you have to go!" The bald head pulled Song Lan's face with a fierce look, and he grabbed Song Lan's arm and didn't dare to let go, because he was afraid that he would turn around and run away.

"You can't fucking force this. Brother Qiang, you can find someone else. I'm not feeling well today!" Song Lan was still struggling. What was going through his mind was not the horrible experience of enema before, but The part where he was kissed by Lu Xiang's grandson, those few kisses he still can't forget.

"Don't act like a fucking woman, okay! Song Lan, this is your job, not a blind date, and you can choose your fucking choice. If someone else takes a fancy to you, you have to be grateful, thank your parents for giving you a Good appearance, thank you benefactor for taking care of your business!"

"I don't know what you've been doing in ink all day, and it's not the first time you know what the Royal Horse Club does, so you should pay the liquidated damages early and get out of here! Don't hurt anyone here!"

Probably because he felt that what he said was too serious. After a while, Song Lan really had a brain twitch and let Taozi leave. He changed his tone and said to him:

"Song Lan, some of the people who come here are really willing to do it. Aren't they all out of helplessness, and they all have their own difficulties. Aren't you short of money? Then you have to make money Push hard, and follow when there is a gold master. Everything you think is fake! Those awkward things can’t help you. If he touches you and kisses you, you will find a way to get more money out of his pocket .This is serious business! Understand?"

That's right, I don't know what I'm being hypocritical about, Song Lan felt very pathetic for the first time.In the past, no matter how difficult life was, he would not feel that life was just fucking. In his heart, he always felt that God was fair, and if he took away your happiness, he would make it up for you in other places.

But not now, he bowed his head.

When Bald Qiang said such a long speech, he thought of Brother Dafei who was still in prison, he thought of the 40 yuan, he thought of Wu Di who was lying in the hospital immobile, and Brother Xun, he thought of many people, even He thought of the long feet in the noodle shop and the little shaved head in the barbershop.

These people, including myself, are all the same. They are people who must compromise and have no choice of their own destiny.

"Brother Qiang, I'll go."

After Song Lan said these words, the bald head was strong and heaved a sigh of relief.

He changed his previous expression in an instant, thankful that a long paragraph of his words had an effect, and a big piece of stone fell from his heart.He thought that this young master really didn't worry, there was no precedent of him coaxing their young masters with his bald head before, he was really moved by himself, saying that those young masters are not easy, and it is actually very difficult for them to lead people. .If it wasn't for the strong background of the person upstairs, would he be able to do it!

Taking advantage of Song Lan's refusal, he took him to the VIP room on the third floor.

Song Lan knocked on the door a few times before entering the private room.

The light in the private room was still very dim, he looked up and saw the sound of the road sitting alone on the big sofa.

Lu Xiang looked for Song Lan for a few days, and even knocked on the door of his house a few times, but this kid seemed to have evaporated in the past few days, neither coming home nor visiting the clubhouse.

Today I was thinking of going to the clubhouse to try again, and I asked the younger brother at the door, this kid is really there.I felt an indescribable joy when I heard about it, but of course I still had to be calm on my face.

Seeing people approaching, he actually got into an unknown anger again, and said in a cold voice, "Why are you so slow!"

Song Lan stood still at the door, and just about to speak, Lu Xiang said again, "Where have you been these few days?" His tone was heavy, and his face was also cold. Song Lan didn't know what he meant, if it was in the past, he would definitely answer him none of your business.But not now, Bald Qiang is right, he is the patron, and he has to think about getting money out of his pocket.

"Go to the hospital." He replied Nuo Nuo.

Seeing that he didn't blow his hair, he was quite obedient, Lu Xiang beckoned him to let him in, and when the others arrived, he shook his hand.

"Ill? Why didn't you tell me? Didn't you tell me to come to me?"

Lu Xiang kept himself in the shadows, Song Lan couldn't see his expression clearly, only seeing him staring at him with eyes that could not see the end, those eyes could directly shine into people's hearts, he was a little dazed, and twitched himself He didn't take out his hand, so he let him hold it.

"It's not my illness, it's a friend."

"That fat man?"

After hearing Lu Xiang finished speaking, Song Lan realized that it was Shi Qing who should be talking about, so he shook his head.

Lu Xiang stared at him again, this time there was some emotion flashing in his eyes, he only heard him ask in a whisper: "Don't ask me why I came to see you today?"

What can I do?Isn't it just kissing and touching?He really couldn't think of what else this pervert could do to him, yes, he could humiliate himself.

Thinking of Bald Qiang's words, he turned around and looked down at Lu Xiang, "Mr. Lu."

Song Lan was a little hesitant to speak, but she still wanted dignity and face in front of him.There are some things that are hard to say if he doesn't go all out.

"It's called Seventh Brother." Lu Xiang corrected what he called himself, and waited for him to finish speaking.

Seeing his expression, Song Lan became more courageous, and softly called out, "Seventh Brother." Then he asked him, "Did you bring any money today?"

When Lu Xiang was asked by him, he was a little stunned. He didn't know what he was going to say, so he followed his words: "I brought it, what's the matter?"

"How much money do you play?"

Seeing that Lu Xiang didn't answer, he squatted down in front of him, stretched his two long legs, and knelt in front of him, "Let's play bigger ones, can you give me eight thousand?"

Song Lan's posture was very ambiguous, a big man was stuck between his legs, still kneeling, Lu Xiang really thought he was seeing a fucking dummy, he didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, so he She looked at him quietly, trying to see what he was going to do.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Lan put his hands on his thighs.

Lu Xiang was startled, he seemed to understand what Song Lan was going to do next, he wanted to stop him but also wanted to see what he could do, so he didn't make a sound, only took another deep look at him, trying to identify whether he was I'm joking on purpose to wait for an opportunity to make something happen.

But after waiting for more than ten seconds, Song Lan not only withdrew his hands, not only that, but also gently caressed his thighs with both hands, and it was about to reach the bottom of his legs. He couldn't bear it, and lost his temper : "Fuck, what the fuck are you doing?"

Song Lan's expression was very calm, soft and gentle, a rare expression. He had seen this expression once, and then thought about it for several nights. It was the same expression. He seemed to understand his liking for this kid, so he dreamed all dream of him.

Seeing him again now, he should be happy according to reason, but he is not happy, does this kid know what he is doing?Light a fire and embarrass yourself?Lu Xiang thought to himself, the expression on his face was not very good-looking, and his whole face became serious, as if it could freeze people.

Song Lan thought that her technique was wrong and made him uncomfortable, so she asked him blankly, "What's wrong? Don't you like this? What about this?"

As he spoke, his hand covered the proud part of Lu Xiang's leg.

Song Lan covered her hands and covered them all up. Under the palms was the little beast that used to show off its might to her, but at this time the feel of this beast was completely different.That lump lay dormant there, limp and not standing up like a lump of mud.

He didn't think about anything, he thought that pervert Lu Xiang was dissatisfied with his technique, so he rubbed it again, but... still didn't get up.

He was a little at a loss, and also a little puzzled. He looked up at Lu Xiang, and saw that Lu Xiang's entire face had turned black to purple.

"Sorry, it's my first time doing it, I'll try it again." Song Lan explained there, while explaining, he went to untie Lu Xiang's belt, and only opened two buckles. Song Lan kicked over.

"Do you fucking know what you're doing? Where did you learn this!"

Lu Xiang was very angry, he didn't expect Song Lan to do this, he had fantasies before, thinking that he was deliberately picking trouble with him.It's really picking things up now, but it's not the noisy bickering that used to be. This kid doesn't know where his tendons are cramping right now, and he wants to give him this.What is this for?Ask him if he has any money, is he really going to kneel and lick himself like a duck?

Damn it, where was that dazed energy from before?Where did you go!

Lu Xiang walked for about ten minutes before Song Lan came out of the private room. He was kicked to the arm, and there may be bruises. At this time, he rubbed himself to relieve the pain.

There was another item in his hand, which was left by Lu Xiang when he left, and he threw it at him, yelling that he only paid this price.Then tell him not to be mean.

When he reached the second floor, he met Bald Qiang hurried over.Bald Qiang looked downcast after seeing Song Lan, and said to him with some helplessness: "Go back and study hard! Didn't you let you learn from Brother Xun? Why don't you get the hang of it! No, you can still ask Sam! Here, this is the tip that the guest gave you today, you take it!"

Song Lan thanked Bald Qiang and took the money. Looking under the light, there were only five pieces of one hundred.

There was no movement on his face, and he scolded his uncle ten thousand times in his heart.Then he stuffed the money into his pocket and left the Yumahui.

The author has something to say: Lu Xiang: Come here, author, I promise not to kill you.

Author: What do you want to do?

Lu Xiang: Why did you make me unable to lift it up at a critical moment!

Author: Who told you to pretend too much, you are reserved at the critical moment!

Lu Xiang: I don't want to be reserved, I want to turn into a beast.

Song Lan: If you can't lift the thin skin tube, you dare to shout in front of your aunt... to die!