The woman who talks is the most beautiful one among the girls who sing with her. She is much more beautiful than Zhao Lin!

She has been here for a long time. Although she doesn't play with guests in other places, she accompanies guests every day, sings and sings. She is very relaxed and quick to get money. At most, she is taken advantage of something.

But none of this can hide her humble identity.

Zhao Dabao didn't care about their identity. He could say such words, not only this girl, but also others!

Most of the time, it seems to be merciless but most affectionate. If you get used to the coldness of human nature, you will understand the true feelings more. No one is willing to play games and please others with clever words and laughter.

Even if it is the young lady who accompanies singing, they are also longing for warmth.

"Brother Zhao, if you are willing to take me away, I will quit my job now and have a good time with you in the future."

"He's mine!"

"..."

it's not easy to meet a man like Zhao Dabao. They used to work here and said that many people like them. However, those people don't look down on them. For the rich, they are no different from the items on the table.

Even the goods are not as good! It's just a plaything.

When Zhao Dabao came in, he didn't even touch the girl's hand. No matter when, they were willing to work harder!

After so many people, they are willing to choose one person to die, even if there is no luxury decoration.

Zhao Dabao didn't expect to be confessed by so many people, but he was not a bit happy: "sorry, all I want is Zhao Lin..."

with that, Zhao Dabao left the room and left the room. He didn't want to stay in this oppressive environment.

"Oh, what a good man..." a girl looked at Zhao Dabao's back and shook her head.

Li Jun held him in his arms: "there are good men here, do you want to have a look?"

"Hate......"

the atmosphere in the box quickly recovered, and everyone was not willing to mention the unhappiness just now. The best thing is that nothing happened.

Zhao Dabao left the box and went into the bathroom. The glare of the white light made him feel a little trance. In the mirror, he was the man who lived at the bottom. His clothes were out of place.

Can't help but laugh at himself, is he really want too much? In the eyes of others, he is not worth a cent!

He even has to support himself, what qualifications to make a commitment to others, what a pity!

Zhang Xingyun followed Zhao Dabao to the bathroom and leaned on the hand washing table. She said faintly, "smoke one?"

Zhao Dabao reached for Zhang Xingyun's cigarette, lit it with his fire, and took a puff.

"Brother Zhang, I'm very counsellor, right?" Between the smoke, Zhao Dabao's secluded opening way.

Zhang Xingyun said seriously: "it's true."

"Brother Zhang, you are really ungrateful. All this is the case. You don't comfort me!" Zhao Dabao laughed at himself, his heart was full of bitterness.

Zhang Xingyun said indifferently: "men never need this kind of thing!"

Zhao Dabao seems to be thinking about Zhang Xingyun's words, how to be a living man?

Thinking of his own experience, Zhao Dabao couldn't help but scold: "really special? Bullshit!"

He is a man, but he lives so without dignity that he even kneels down to a dog!

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