The woman chosen by Aoyama Xiu Xin looked to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven, the age of allure in its full bloom.
Adults knew this was the prime.
She stood about 1.7 meters tall, her wine-red long, curly hair cascading down her back. She wore a tight red strapless miniskirt, exposing her fragrant shoulders and a vast expanse of snowy white skin at her chest. Her curves were outlined perfectly, her long legs wrapped in black stockings wounding up the hearts of onlookers; she stood there like a blazing red flame that could burn a person to ashes.
She was the type that looked like she could burn someone.
After his selection, the private room fell silent.
"Hahaha! Hahahahaha!"
After a brief moment of quiet, Yamada Yuuji and Morioka Yu burst into exaggerated laughter.
The woman chosen by Aoyama Xiu Xin also laughed.
Aoyama Xiu Xin immediately realized that he might have chosen the madam, but he pretended to be clueless, "What...what's going on?"
