As the beautiful matron spoke, she laughed so hard her body trembled like a flower in the wind. The quivering of her pale, ample bosom so captivated Guo Mingsheng that he nearly threw propriety to the wind and reached out to grope her.
"Ahem, Miss, this is my first time here. What kind of fun is there to be had?"
The beautiful matron sized him up and chuckled. "Sir, just head on inside. Whatever you're looking for, we're sure to have it."
She then beckoned with her hand. "Li Ying, come over and entertain this gentleman."
"Yes!" A woman, looking so frail she might be blown away by a gust of wind, emerged from behind a tree. She carried a small lantern painted with the character "Ying" and moved with light, graceful steps.
She came to Guo Mingsheng's side, naturally took his arm, and said with a faint smile, "Sir, please follow me."
Guo Mingsheng chuckled. "Of course, of course. What sort of fun did you have in mind for me?"
