The night sky was dark and a crescent moon was hidden in the clouds.
At midnight, the Shenle Marquis of Nanyuan was lit up with lights.
Wan Li and Lei Huan were drinking liquor at the square table. They chatted and laughed happily.
In the hall, apricot-red sleeves fluttered in the air. Four dancers wore exotic costumes. Between the sequined breasts and long skirts, flat and smooth abdomens were exposed. They frequently shook their soft and boneless waists. Their figures moved tactfully and gracefully.
The flower hall was fragrant and beautiful, and there were endless orchestral strings and bamboos around the beams.
After drinking another glass of wine, Wan Li's white cheeks were slightly red. He squinted his eyes and the luster of his eyes was slightly misty,
"Wu Yong did a bad job t
