“Wow, this big one.”

"Mmmmm, do you want to be so tempting?" Looking at a white lady biting her index finger through the window, with her red lips, and her other hand was still exploring below her abdomen, Fang Yuanshan swallowed with a "gudong" and spitted. He quickly turned his head and continued to walk forward.

Not long after walking towards the building in front, he saw several warning signs, which were written in several words: Women and boys under the age of 18 are not allowed to enter, take photos or videos.

Fang Yuanshan, Germany, has also been here twice. The security environment here is probably the best in Europe. There are currently no signs of the formation of large gangs and factions, which can be seen from the crowd in the "Taunus" Red Light District.

In a place similar to the "Feng/Lou" in Xiangjiang, Fang Yuanshan spent half an hour visiting but didn't see anyone who looked like a gang member. And it was not like Rio. There were no "place-looking" people in front of these sex practitioners, which seemed very "clean". If it weren't for many sexy girls standing on the balcony, they would be no different from the same bar street.

Shi Shiran was walking through Fang Yuanshan on the street, looking at the girls under the steps, on the balcony, and in the windows. She suddenly felt a little funny and felt that it was no different from choosing products. If she liked it, she would go in and pay, and then someone would give you "things" and leave when you were satisfied...

Otherwise, Wenrou Village is a hero's tomb, Fang Yuanshan, who had been walking on this street for an hour, actually saw several very beautiful ocean horses, whose butt/thighs and breasts, which made him swallow his saliva and almost couldn't help but go in...

When he arrived at the intersection of "Taunus" and "Ebe River" roads, Fang Yuanshan was still attracted. This was a high-temperature sweat steam room with English slogans on it. The maximum temperature could reach 75 degrees. However, this was not the main reason for attracting him. The girl who attracted guests in the window was Asian. She was also very beautiful, so he planned to go in and see her.

Although this 18th-century old building has a notable appearance, when you walk in, you will find that it is decorated in magnificently. There are several slim figures standing in the rose red light beside the windowsill. After seeing him come in, the Asian woman came over and spoke in authentic London-style English.

"Hello sir."

"Yeah! Hello."

Fang Yuanshan felt a little embarrassed when he said something. This was the first time he came to such a place. Although he came in with the intention of seeing it, when he really came in, he realized that he was no different from those men who went out for the first time to "steal fish". He was as nervous and had a high adrenaline.

"Is this the first time I'm here?"

"Well, the main thing is to see what's different about this sweat steam room."

This woman who looks sweet and devilish outside only realized that she might have stayed up late after Fang Yuanshan approached. Her face was not very good-looking, and her makeup was also very thick. But when she thought about where this place was, he also understood it. Isn’t that true? They were hiding out during the day and staying up late for a long time, and her skin was still strange!

After hearing his words, the girl smiled and said, "Sir Hehe, don't be nervous, there will be no one here looking at you with a erotic look."

"Then take me to the sweat steaming room!"

Following the girl from the front hall to the back corridor, she saw some men who had finished spending from time to time on the road, with a comfortable expression on her face.

When he arrived at the door of the sweat steaming room, after asking Fang Yuanshan for his opinion, the Asian woman found him a 50-degree room. After changing clothes at the door, Fang Yuanshan walked in with a hint of uneasiness.

After steaming inside for less than five minutes, he was already sweating profusely. At this time, the glass door outside was pushed open and a cool breeze followed in. The girl who was originally wearing a three-point style was already naked and no longer hung up.

Seeing that the girl was doing preparations, Fang Yuanshan was startled and hurriedly said, "I just came in and experienced it. Those special services are not needed."

The girl with a big and pretty face tied her long black hair with both hands and tied it up with a rubber band. Her plump breasts were even more proud and straightened as she moved. Yingying held her slim waist and disappeared with a trace of fat on her abdomen. Seeing his "shy" look, the girl smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir, if you don't need those items, you can only do normal European massage."

"Well, European style is good. It's European style." As he said that, he wiped the sweat beads from his face and stood up, walked to the human-shaped sunken leather sofa in the middle and lay on.

"Current the temperature to forty degrees!"

After the girl changed the temperature, she moved a chair and sat down next to him. She just put her fingers on his back. Fang Yuanshan's muscles involuntarily stiffened.

"Haha, sir, don't be nervous."

The leather sofa had a round hole on his face, probably to make his neck more comfortable. He put his hands on the top of his head, stretched his waist, and enjoyed the massage of the girl's fingers. He asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Hello sir, I'm 22 years old."

"Don't be so polite. By the way, it depends on your appearance, where is it?"

“South Korea.”

"Still Korean, I think you speak English very well, it's much better than what I say."

"hehe"

The girl's "Haha" made Fang Yuanshan understand that she might have asked some questions that she was inconvenient to answer. I remembered the woman she met on the plane who had been teased by him for a long time, and seemed to be from Korea, and asked casually: "Hey, I also met you Korean girl on the plane today, and she looked pretty good."

Originally, praising another woman in front of one woman is actually a taboo, but for some reason, he has no psychological burden at all in such an occasion.

"Is that true? Where is it from South Korea?"

"Well, I didn't ask this, but seeing this girl wearing top international clothing and her arrogant look, she might be the daughter of a wealthy family in Korea. But it's strange, how can she go to economy class if she has money?" He said why she has money to work in economy class, but she didn't expect that she is not short of money, but she also lives in economy class.

"Yeah! Just there, help me press it."

The girl's slender fingers were very vigorous when massaged. She had been on the plane for dozens of hours, and she sat in a wrong position for a long time, which actually made his waist a little hurt. Now it was even more sore after pressing it.

The girl pressed her and said casually: "Oh, sir, did you ask the girl what her name is?"

"Well, she said this, it seems to be Huang Meiying. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, listen, this name is really a waste of time."

"Well..."

When she heard the girl he called "Huang Meiying", the girl was about to say something, but when she thought of something, she couldn't help but smile. How could "that kind of person" just meet casually?

"Oh, there is also an English name, what's Tiffany!"

"Ah no, right?"

"Yes! It's called Tiffany, do you know her?"

The girl shook her head in a funny way and then returned: "I don't know you."
Chapter completed!