Chapter 23 The Red Shoes

Fu Jiang really doesn't understand that there are people who are rich enough to spend tens of millions of taels just to chat with Niu Lang?
Maybe the level of consumption is different.

"By the way... how did you think of coming to talk to me? Once you open your mouth, shouldn't it cost hundreds of thousands?" Fu Jiang was a little puzzled.

"Because Jisang's back just now looks like my father..." Yuanming said with a sad palm.

"...Then your father's clothes are really good." Fu Jiang gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"By the way, let me ask you a question. Do you know that a customer recently appeared in our store who has a special fondness for women's hands." Fu Jiang still did not forget his mission.

"The opponent has special hobbies?" Yuan Ming flexibly moved his slender and white fingers: "I haven't heard of it."

"Oh...then have any of our dancers disappeared?" Fu Jiang continued to ask.

"Missing? I haven't heard of it. We are here on two days off. If we are missing, we may not find it?" Yuanming blinked his eyes: "Is Jisang looking for someone? Maybe I can help And you."

"No need." Fu Jiang waved his hand.

It's really more comfortable to be a cowherd than a ninja.

Suddenly, a ding bell rang in the room, and there was another call.

Fu Jiang immediately turned around.

"Hands of Heaven"

Fu Jiang's face was broken.

"Jisan, I'm going to meet some guests... It's a pleasure chatting with you, I'll introduce some guests for you." Yuanming slightly bowed his palms, turned and left.

Fu Jiang looked at his slender back and sighed slightly. How can such a good-looking person be a man?

It wasn't until the back of Yuanming's palm disappeared from sight that Fu Jiang realized that his hand was almost scratched by himself, and the back of his hand was flushed.

!!!

Fu Jiang suddenly realized something.

hand!
Am I wrong?
The hand candle is a beauty with good hand control.

That was him three years ago.

After being locked up in prison for three years and surrounded by a group of gays every day, could it be that he has been distorted?

He still controls it with his hand, but he has changed his sexual orientation, and now he controls it with a man's hairy hand!
"Oh!" Fu Jiang suddenly felt itchy on the back of his hand: "Damn it, have I been cursed?"

"No, I'm going to notify Risa and Itachi." Tomie looked at the lounge and saw that there was no one else ordering, so he probably slipped out now.

Looking around, there are quite a few people in the corridor, all busy with their own affairs, those serving tea, those wiping the floor, no one cares about people walking around in the corridor, right?

Fu Jiang didn't want to run around with bare buttocks. A transformation technique turned himself into the appearance of the waiter who brought him here, and walked towards the women's lounge.

Before leaving, don't forget to grab a handful of free mints.

Because it was on the same floor, Fu Jiang quickly found the lounge of the dancers.

Niulang is just an unpopular sub-business of Gao Tianyuan, but there are only a few dozen people, and there are many singing and dancing girls. There are more than a dozen rooms in the lounge alone, and countless Yingying and Yanyan are putting on makeup.

Fu Jiang is like a wretched voyeur, secretly looking for Risa from one lounge to another.

Even if those girls found Fu Jiang, they didn't say anything. Instead, they laughed and threw some clothes over for him to help wash off.

Soon Fu Jiang was already holding a lot of stockings and corsets in his arms, and his eyes were almost cracked with laughter.

Bury your head in and take a deep breath of the intoxicating aroma.

"Ah~~~ vomit..."

"Why is it so stinky!!!"

"Nonsense, those dancers danced all night long, so there's something wrong with not sweating!"

Fu Jiang's infinite longing for stockings was almost broken.

……

He simply hugged the pile of stockings, pretended to be a laundry waiter, and openly knocked on every door looking for Risha.

Just when he almost thought that Risa had gone out to dance, the last door was knocked open, and it was Risa who had already put on her makeup inside.

However, at the age of 17, she is at the most youthful age in this precocious ninja world. She usually does not know how to dress up, or she has no money to dress up. She is always in black training clothes, and she also wears Uchiha police officers when she goes out. Army trench coat.

Fu Jiang persuaded her to dress up countless times, such as wearing a black silk skirt...

But today she actually put it on!

Originally pure cheeks, after makeup, the contours are clearer, and the lines look soft and delicate.

At this time, she was wearing a black and red princess skirt, black stockings, and a pair of five-centimeter high-heeled shoes, which made her already slender thighs even more charming.

Limping over to open the door.

"Hiss..." Fu Jiang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and a nosebleed flowed down.

Under the intense visual stimulation, at this moment, he even felt that this was the closest he was to opening his eyes for Sharingan.

"Who are you..." Risa frowned and looked at the wretched man holding a pile of stockings at the door.

"Risa...I..." Fu Jiang changed back to his original appearance with a bang.

"Hey... why are you dressed like this..." Lisa almost laughed out loud when she saw the appearance of Fu Jiang's kitchen dad.

"Don't mention this... Can you raise the skirt by another three centimeters? I feel like I'm going to open my eyes!" Fu Jiang pointed to his eyes.

"Go to hell!" It was Risa who ushered in with a high leg and kicked Fu Jiang away, still wanting to crush his money with high heels.

"Come on... don't take pity on me because I'm Jiaohua..." Fu Jiang even took the initiative to pose.

It was only then that Lisa realized that what she was wearing today was not a practice uniform, but a short skirt. She stomped her feet bitterly, looked left and right and turned back to the door: "Come in!"

Fu Jiang hurriedly got up, followed in, and saw the empty lounge, which was similar in layout to the Cowherd's lounge, except that it was filled with women's clothes, and the air also exuded a strong smell of rouge. A dance practice area.

"Hey, is there no one here?"

"Everyone went out to dance. I was supposed to go out and be a substitute to learn by the way, but I twisted a bit when I walked in high heels... It's really hard to walk in high heels..." Risa said a little embarrassed.

"No, you can jump up and down on the tree without any problem. High heels are harder than being a ninja?" Fu Jiang was also a little surprised.

"I don't know..." Risa sat on the sofa and rubbed her ankles unhappily.

When she came out to do the mission for the first time, she twisted her ankle at the beginning, which made her feel very frustrated.

"How about I rub it for you?" Fu Jiang's saliva almost flowed out.

"Die, I'd rather rot." Risa rolled her eyes.

"Show me your shoes." Fu Jiang said suddenly.

"Go to hell, pervert!"

"Hey, hey, even if we are perverts, there are strict classifications and meticulous discrimination chains. I am a leg and foot control, not a humble shoe control! They are only one grade higher than orc control!" Tomie Yoshimasa Seriously, I don't feel ashamed at all.

"Tch, they're not all the same, here..." Risa threw the high heels to Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang looked over and over in his high heels, and sure enough, he found something wrong.

"Look, this high heel is shaking. Hey, it turns out that where there are many women, there are many right and wrong..." Fu Jiang sighed and threw the shoes back.

"No way... Could it be born like this?" Lisa couldn't believe that the enthusiastic young ladies in this dance class shouted one by one, how could she deliberately give herself a pair of bad shoes, so that she twisted her legs? foot.

"Stupid, don't you know that women are the most jealous creatures, check your shoes before you put them on next time, be careful there are blades in them..."

"I heard that there is a young dancer here, because she wants to perform a solo dance for a nobleman. If she performs well, she can be redeemed and taken away. However, a jealous companion stuffed a razor blade in her shoe, and the dancer stepped on it. She wanted to persevere to the end. The last pair of white dancing shoes were dyed red, but she still fell on the stage and lost the chance to walk with the nobleman."

"She hanged herself that night, and her wronged soul lives on those red dancing shoes, and people often see a pair of red dancing shoes dancing in the middle of the night...it seems to be this lounge."

Fu Jiang chewed the free mints and said.

"No way... You made up a story to scare me..." Lisa suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, and when she turned her head, she saw a pair of red dancing shoes looming under a white cloth.

"Ha, of course it's fake! I thought you would jump into my arms in fright. How can there be ghosts in this world!" Fu Jiang laughed.

"Go to hell!" Risa kicked and flew over.

(End of this chapter)

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