While talking, everyone had already walked to the end of the corridor.

This time, the rose-red door, which was about a meter high and more than half a meter wide, stood there.

There are still neat golden willow nails on it. Without further exploration, you can guess that these willow nails must be pure gold. The door panel is full of words with silver paint, but those words are not any fonts used today, so I don’t know what they are written on it.

(I guess all the money saved from the bottom of the boat is spent on the upper floor? No wonder I can’t bear to light more lights below.)

Thirteen walked the fastest, and when he arrived at the front of the gate, he pressed his palm against the door knocker, and said with his back: "Young men, are you ready to start a new adventure?"

Without waiting for their answer, Thirteen was alert and slowly pushed open the rose-red door.

This time no light leaked out.

I don’t know if there are too many heavy doors or to make the atmosphere more tense, Thirteen pushed the door and seemed to be very hard, but the door opened very slowly.

Just when the door was pushed open, Thiran let out another thrill, then he pressed it on the crack of the door and took a look. He immediately pulled it away and grabbed the door knocker and pulled it back, closed the door again, then turned around and leaned against the door, constantly scanning the young people with a serious expression.

Huang Guiyun looked at Thirteen's actions and asked quickly: "Is there anything behind the door...?"

Thirteen opened his mouth but didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Is it a little... um... something... um... thing?... that... how old are you guys this year?"

The strange questions that came to the seniors caused several young people to have question marks. Why did they suddenly start discussing age? They turned this tense moment into a matchmaker?

Huang Guiyun was a little anxious: "Uncle Thirteen, what do you want to do when you ask us about our age?"

Thirteen said sternly: "Just say it! Less talk less. Hurry up, everyone talks about how old you are."

Although everyone was puzzled, they saw that Thirteen rarely looked so serious, and it was not a big deal to talk about age, so they said it one by one.

Wanli is broad-minded. Zhou Tianyu, Lin Dafeng and others are all great young people in their twenties. Huang Guiyun seems to be ten years old, but only sixteen years old. Unexpectedly, Chen Tingting is actually eighteen years old!

After learning about this, Thirteen twisted his eyebrows and tilted his face, "No, you are eighteen? Lin thought you were only twelve."

The girl in the 29th year is like a flower blooming, with a charming look and tempting look.

Chen Tingting is enough for youthfulness and liveliness, but from her body and appearance, she is indeed only like a 14 or 15-year-old, like a delicate flower bud that has not yet bloomed...

"Isn't it possible? He was born at the end of the year and became two years old within a few days. If you have to count it, he said that he was 16 years old. Do you have any objections?" Chen Tingting put her waist on her face and her little face was bulging. It seems that she has been questioned about her age many times on weekdays.

Thirteen didn't plan to care about her age and appearance, so she spread her hands and said, "Okay, since you are only sixteen years old, wait and see more of the ceiling and less randomly."

After saying that, Thirteen said nothing more, turned around and pushed the door hard, revealing his appearance inside.

The door behind is not the expected magnificence, or the same fantasy decoration as outside, but the stairs.

The stairs are upwards, and small candles are lit in the corners of the stairs, and they are also covered with red lamps as red as the door, making the environment behind the door blurry and ambiguous. However, you can still see a tall female statue at the end of the stairs... but only a few cloths.

The statue is snow-white all over, and I don’t know what material it is made of, and the skin is as white as snow. Its posture and expression are lifelike. The hazy candlelight adds a lot of shadows to it. The fire light trembles slightly, making the statue tact like a living thing, stirring the string in the man’s heart.

Obviously this is what Thirteen reminds minors not to look around.

Chen Tingting breathed and said disdainfully: "Hey, I thought it was something. I don't like to see the fruit picture in the Chen family class."

Thirteen raised his eyebrows: "Oh, is that like this? It seems that I underestimate you, little girl."

Chen Tingting jumped and wanted to step on Thirteen's feet: "Don't say I'm young! I'm not small at all."

Thirteen jumped a few steps up the stairs, avoided the girl's sneak attack, and said teasingly: "Hehe, where isn't it?"

"Don't run!" Chen Tingting chased after him angrily. Thirteen's tone was obviously an old hooligan. As a lady of a noble family, she had ever been teased like this.

Everyone shook their heads helplessly, climbed the stairs, and followed the steps of the two of them.

Thirteen surrounded the tall fruit girl statue and avoided Chen Tingting's attack. When several men walked to this point, they felt a strange smell in the air. A woman's playful and coquettish voice came from their ears, and even a faint breathing sound came.

The corridors on both sides of the statue are covered with floor-to-ceiling tulle, just like the backyard of a dyed cloth workshop, and the sound comes from these tulle.

Everyone looked at each other, and even Chen Tingting stopped chasing. Only then did they understand why Thirteen asked about their age... This is something that cannot be seen randomly.

Huang Guiyun's pupils shrank suddenly: "This...this..."

Thirteen leaned against the feet of the statue: "Look, look. Lin was chosen to like this road. Don't say anything else, just say it or not."

"Hmph! I don't like it!" Chen Tingting's eyebrows stood up, "What's the best place like this? Are there anything you are looking for and what you want to do?"

Thirteen shook his head: "Oh, children are children and don't know how to appreciate them at all."

The only female hero has such an attitude, how dare the young men say more?

"Senior Zhou, let's go another way!" Chen Tingting walked over and grabbed Zhou Tianyu's hand and walked down the stairs. "It's really strange that you actually followed the way pointed by a broken smoke pole!"

The girl seemed to have forgotten at this moment, and she had no refutation to Thirteen's search for directions to find the dragon.

Thirteen groped at the stubble on his chin and thought deeply: "This... I think it's a bit inappropriate. As the saying goes, my girlfriend, we are walking on the right road. Looking at this situation, maybe there are some muscular men on the other side... Oh, think about it, if you see a man without clothes twisting in the middle after opening the door..."

While speaking, the senior shivered very much, wrapped his hands around his shoulders, as if he was about to smooth out the goosebumps.

The young people didn't know whether they had good acting skills or were also reminded of that kind of scene, their faces were either blue or white.

Thirteen pointed his eyes with two fingers: "But, since we have all enjoyed the good fortune of our eyes, it is impossible to treat the little girl unfairly... If you want to go and see it... I don't know if Lin Que can't stand it and poke his eyes..."

Chen Tingting's face was not very good after hearing these words, and she showed a disgusting look as if she had eaten ten flies: "Who wants to see those dirty things! OK, okay, just go here, hum, let's see enough at once!"

Thirteen said: "Didn't you just say that you don't like to see it anymore?"

"You still said!"

"Okay, OK, it's a rare opportunity. Everyone can take a look around." Thirteen immediately shook at the young people and greeted them with a triangular smile. He held the cigarette pole in one hand and lifted the floor-to-ceiling gauze with the other hand, swayed his head and crawled in.

This looks like an old guest who often lingers in the land of love and mist.

The other few dared not smile as unrestrained as Thirteen, with a serious face and dared not move around.

"Uncle Thirteen, wait for me." Huang Guiyun thought for a while and followed Thirteen's footsteps.

Young people are curious and want to see the big scenes, and following Thirteen is an excuse to say nothing.

After Huang Guiyun made moves, Wan Li Xinkuan naturally shook the black fracture fan and followed him up with a look of breeze and clouds, leaving only the five characters and the other three next to the Fruit Girl statue.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!