Light Dance Jiajing

Mei'er's mind was a little confused. Where was this? What on earth were these people going to do to her? Before she could think, the door was pushed open again. A middle-aged woman in her thirties with heavy makeup came in first. She looked at Mei'er for a few times and said with a smile, "This girl is a little thin, but she's a virgin. You two gentlemen should be more compassionate to her." Two men followed in. Both of them were over middle-aged, with a somewhat wretched appearance and temperament, not like those in official circles. The texture of their outer clothes shone with a silky luster, and they were probably wealthy families with some money. The two men looked at Mei'er for a long time, with undisguised lustful eyes. One of them smiled evilly and said, "She's a virgin. Girls of twelve or thirteen are the most attractive, hahaha." The other also smiled evilly and said, "If I hadn't come today, I would have missed the new stuff. Sister Gui is partial to me."

The woman called Sister Gui shook her handkerchief and smiled coquettishly: "Master Liu, you can't blame me. I just bought this girl today. I wanted to train her for a while before letting her receive customers. But Master Qian happened to smell the scent and came. He insisted on having this girl. Look at me, I lost a lot. This girl's appearance will be worth a lot in two years."

Mr. Qian said, "You evil-hearted woman, even a courtesan would only earn you a few dozen taels for a night's sleep, and you've ripped me off for four hundred taels. How much more have you blackmailed me from Brother Liu? I can use that much money to buy a few maids. Humph, I've saved you a lot of effort by helping you train a young girl. Stop talking cheap and get out of here now, don't bother me."

Sister Gui was still smiling with her hands covering her mouth. As she walked out of the door, she muttered, "Look at how tactless I am. I dare not disturb the two gentlemen's interest. Just enjoy yourself, just enjoy yourself..."

The conversation between the few people was only a moment, and Meng'er realized her current situation. She was sold to a brothel. The third young master's wife hated her so much, and her virginity was actually sold to two middle-aged wretched men. The door was closed, and there were only three of them left in the room. The two men were obviously acquaintances, most likely friends of different ages. They exchanged glances, revealing their ugliness and obscenity, and approached Meng'er with lewd smiles. Meng'er screamed and tried her best to break free from the restraints with her hands and feet, but it was of no use. The two men approached but were not in a hurry to come forward, as if they found it very interesting to see her struggling in fear. Mr. Qian said, "I haven't played with such a beautiful and tender girl for a long time. I'll go first and you can't take my first shot." Mr. Liu smiled and said, "I'll wash the pot for you. Today I must make this little girl beg for mercy." Meng'er became more and more terrified. Could this man be a pervert?

Perhaps it was Meng'er's struggle that further stimulated the desires of the two men. Mr. Qian could no longer bear it and tore Meng'er's clothes. Meng'er's hands were tied behind her back, so she could only kick with her knees bent. However, her ankles were also tied, so it was not easy for her to exert force. But Mr. Qian was still kicked by her several times. Mr. Qian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he spat, took off his wide-sleeved coat, and pounced on her like a hungry tiger. At this time, Mr. Liu also came up and held Meng'er down. Meng'er could no longer fight back, and only heard the cotton cloth tearing. With the sound of , her coat was torn open, revealing her bellyband soon. Meng'er was like crazy. She arched her body and tried to hit the two men with her head, but was pushed back again. Mr. Qian gasped and strangled her neck. Meng'er felt that she was about to suffocate and could only breathe heavily. Mr. Liu had already untied the ropes around her ankles. Meng'er's mind gradually became blurred. She vaguely felt that they were taking off her pants. Before she fainted, she suddenly had a desire to die. Even if she died, she did not want to be ruined by them.

When she woke up again, she was too tired to open her eyes. The scene of two wretched men fighting each other flashed through her mind like an electric shock. Her body began to shake uncontrollably and her tears fell uncontrollably. She didn't dare to think about what they had done to her. She just buried herself in the quilt, twitching and crying until she was about to faint.