C59 Brothel disturbance

"Qing Han …" "Qing Han …"

Along with the deafening sound, the lights gradually lit up, and everyone finally saw the woman on the stage clearly. The cold wind blew her red cheeks, making her seem elegant and graceful.

The old procuress twisted her body like a bucket and walked towards the stage. She quietly stood beside the woman, blocking half of her body in an instant