Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Yun was standing in the bathroom, looking at the person in the mirror.

Wearing a waiter's costume, his hair is tied into a low ponytail with black ribbon.

There are still some immature shadows between the eyebrows and the eyes, the eyes are big and lacking, with red blood in them, and the bluish black under the eyes can't be covered.

She didn't even have makeup on her face, showing her the most primitive face. Although her face was haggard, she still couldn't hide her beauty.

Yun Fan felt that his head was a little dizzy, not only dizzy, but also seemed to be hot.

This feeling of illness made her a little uncomfortable.

Xiaobaicai quickly analyzed the data and concluded: "The host is big, this body seems to have a fever."

"Yeah." She replied in a low voice, and then said again, "Let's accept the plot first to avoid any unexpected situations."

This is a plane of the Republic of China, and the current period is a very chaotic period.

The rich spend time and drink and enjoy, the poor can only die poor.

Whether it is power or wealth, one can walk sideways in this era.

The original owner, Tang Xi, came to the capital with his fiancé. Compared with other places, the capital is safer, but also more complicated. If you want to survive, you can only work hard and find a way.

After Tang Xi and his fiance stayed in the street for a few days, they woke up one morning and never saw each other again.

She could only look around, and was finally deceived to this place.

A karaoke bar called "Neon" serves as a waitress and is responsible for serving wine.

Yun feels a headache, why is there a fiance?

And she wasn't sure if the fiance was him.

If it is, then she has to continue to find her fiance, if not...well, the fiance, he is still unmarried, she can still be saved.

Yun Fan pulled his clothes.

She was wearing proper clothing from the Republic of China. The upper body was a brown blouse with a black button, and the lower body was a burgundy skirt. The skirt was knee-length and white socks and black shoes were on her feet.

The waitresses here are all dressed like this, and they are quite conservative.

Out of the bathroom and walking through the corridor, she glanced at the front from behind.

On the stage are dancers wearing skirts with large skirts. The costumes of the dancers are more gorgeous and unrestrained. In order to provide a good figure and to attract people's attention, the colors are bright and colorful, and their faces are painted with powder lipstick.

The skirt undulates with the dance.

Standing at the forefront is the singer girl, her voice is soft and sweet, and her voice is a small tune when she lowers her voice. In the shadow of clothes and temples, the movements of those people slow down, their voices are higher, and they suddenly become infinitely passionate. stand up.

Some guests don’t dance, so they sit there, drinking.

This place is a place for recreation, and some people will bring their lover or true wife to come to play, the right to pass the time.

A small number of people will do some shameful things in this place. Neon has a special box. Whether it is talking about things or doing other things, it is very private.

Yun Fanfan hasn't walked away yet, passing by a waitress.

The waitress was called Qingqing, and no one knew what her real name was. All she knew was that she was called Qingqing.

The young man Ji is one year older than her, with a delicate appearance, with a trace of her daughter's charm between her eyebrows, and she looks pure and moving.

Qingqing handed her the tray on her hand, with an anxious expression on her face and a faintly painful look.

"Xixi, can you help me serve this wine to the guests over there? I really feel so painful..."