Chapter 476

Yunpan stood in the bathroom, looking at the people in the mirror.

Dressed as a waiter, her hair was tied into a low ponytail with black ribbons.

Between the eyebrows and eyes can be seen some tender shadow. The eyes are big and godless, with red blood inside. The blue and black under the eye fundus can not be covered.

She did not even make-up on her face, to show the most primitive face, although the face haggard, still can not block her beauty.

Cloud Pan Pan felt his head a little dizzy, not only dizzy, the body seems to be still burning.

The feeling of illness made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Pakchoi quickly analyzed the data and concluded: "the host is very large, and the body seems to have a fever."

"Well." She replied in a low voice, and then added, "let's take the story first, so as not to have any unexpected situation."

This is the Republic of China. At present, it is a very chaotic period.

Rich people enjoy themselves, while poor people die of poverty.

Whether it is power or wealth, if you master one, you can walk horizontally in this era.

Tang Xi, the original owner, came to the capital with his fiance. Compared with other places, the capital is safer but more complicated. If you want to survive, you can only work hard and find a way out.

After spending several days in the street with her fiance, Tang Xi woke up one morning and never saw each other again.

She had to look around and was cheated into the place.

There is a singing hall called "neon", where she works as a waitress to serve wine.

Cloud pan feels headache, how to still have a fiance?

And she wasn't sure if the fiance was him.

If it is, then she has to keep looking for her fiance. If it's not... Well, the fiance, not married, can be saved.

Cloud Pan Pan led his clothes.

She was wearing a proper Republic of China dress. Her upper body was a brown frock with black buttons. Her lower body was a wine red skirt with knee length. Her feet were white socks and black shoes.

The waiters here are all dressed in this way, which is conservative.

Out of the bathroom, across the corridor, she took a look at the front from behind.

On the stage, there are dancers in big skirts, whose clothes are more gorgeous and unrestrained. In order to set off a good figure and attract people's attention, the colors are bright and colorful, and their faces are painted with lipstick.

The skirt rises and falls with the dance.

Standing at the front end is the singer girl. Her voice is soft and sweet, and her voice is a little tune. In the shadow of her clothes and temples, those people's movements are slowed down. Her voice is higher, and she becomes more passionate.

Some guests do not dance, they sit there and drink.

This place is a place for recreation, and some people will bring their lovers or genuine wives to play, right to pass the time.

A small number of people will do some shady things in this place. Neon has a special box. Whether it is talking about things or doing other things, it is very private.

Cloud Pan Pan did not leave, passing by a waitress.

The waitress's name is Qingqing. No one knows what her real name is. They all call her Qingqing when they know her name is Qingqing.

Qingqing is one year older than her. She has a beautiful appearance, with a trace of the charm of her daughter's house between her eyebrows and eyes. She looks pure and moving.

Qingqing handed her the tray on her hand, with anxiety on her face and a faint look of pain.

"At sunset, can you help me deliver this wine to the guests over there? I'm in a terrible pain...

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