The Quagmire of Desire: From Gambling Addict and Village Flower to Movie Queen

On the way home that evening, Sun Xiaoyan asked Liu Meiling, "Are you really planning to hang out with that older woman?"

Liu Meiling, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, said as she walked, "There are more options, so it's not like I'm losing out."

Sun Xiaoyan didn't say anything more.

Three or four days later, Liu Meiling woke up in the morning and was checking her phone when she suddenly saw that Sister Leather Jacket had posted something on her WeChat Moments.

Several photos of a card and mahjong room were posted, with the caption "Need a few people to play with. High commission. DM me if you're interested."

Liu Meiling's eyes lit up, and she immediately sent a message: "Sis, what do you think of us?"

The woman in the leather jacket replied quickly: "Let's talk in the store."

Liu Meiling put down her phone and pulled Sun Xiaoyan: "Come on, we've got work to do."

Sun Xiaoyan, still in her pajamas, asked, "What kind of work is it?"

You'll see when you get there.

The two changed their clothes, went out, hailed a taxi, and found the card and mahjong parlor according to the address sent by the woman in the leather jacket.

The shop is located on a street in an urban village. A sign that reads "Good Luck Chess and Cards" hangs at the entrance. The roller shutter door is half-closed, and the inside is filled with smoke, with several mahjong tables clattering loudly.

Liu Meiling pushed open the door and went in. A receptionist pointed to the end of the corridor: "Sister Li is in her office. Just go in."

The two pushed open the office door, and there sat the woman in the leather jacket behind her desk, smoking a cigarette and flipping through a stack of bills.

Seeing the two enter, she exhaled a smoke ring and waved with a smile, "You've arrived? Have a seat."

Liu Meiling and Sun Xiaoyan sat down on the sofa.

Li Yan stubbed out her cigarette, looked the two women up and down, and lingered on their chests and buttocks for a few seconds.

"I do need someone to play cards with," Li Yan said, her voice hoarse. "The customers are all local business owners. They need someone to keep them company while they play cards, pour drinks, and liven up the atmosphere. You guys are responsible for feeding the customers cards, letting them win a few rounds, and then having a few drinks with them. The commission isn't low."

Sun Xiaoyan hesitated: "Feed the cards?"

"It's about deliberately throwing the game so the customers can win," Li Yan explained with a smile. "When the customers are happy, they give more tips. And if they drink with you, the commission is separate."

While Sun Xiaoyan was still hesitating, Liu Meiling spoke first: "Okay, let's do it."

Li Yan nodded, took two cheongsams out of the cabinet, and threw them on the table.

"Put it on, let me see if it fits."

Without saying a word, Liu Meiling picked up a set of clothes, unzipped it, and put it on.

It was a purple cheongsam, with a low neckline and a slit that went up to the upper thigh, and the waist was very fitted.

As soon as Liu Meiling put it on, half of her breasts were squeezed out, dazzlingly white.

The cheongsam has a side slit that goes all the way up to the thigh, so you can see half of your buttocks when you take a step.

Sun Xiaoyan glanced at her and picked up another set.

It was a black cheongsam, a bit conservative, but only relatively speaking.

The neckline plunged below her collarbone, and the bodycon design clearly accentuated her hip curves. With her waist cinched, her buttocks perked up like a ripe peach.

Sun Xiaoyan changed into her cheongsam, tugged at the collar, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Li Yan walked over, circled the two of them, and patted Sun Xiaoyan's buttocks: "Not bad, with this figure, I guarantee the customers will be satisfied."

Liu Meiling laughed beside her, looking down at the deep cleavage exposed on her chest, and then tugging at the slit at the top of her thigh, quite satisfied.

Li Yan waved her hand: "Come on, follow me to the private room."

The two followed the woman in the leather jacket through the corridor and pushed open the door to a private room.

The private room was filled with smoke, and three middle-aged men were sitting around the mahjong table, shuffling the tiles.

One was bald and wearing a floral shirt, another was bald and wearing glasses, and the third was so fat that his belly was pressing against the edge of the table.

The three men's eyes lit up when they saw the woman in the leather jacket push open the door and then saw the two women behind her.

"Hey, Sister Li, what good stuff did you bring today?" the bald man asked with a smile.

Li Yan said with a smile, "Xiaoyan and Meiling, the new companions, you two should take good care of the bosses."

After saying that, she winked at Liu Meiling and Sun Xiaoyan, then turned and left.

Liu Meiling walked straight over, plopped down next to the bald man, and said with a smile, "Boss, what game are we playing?"

The bald man glanced at the deep cleavage revealed by the neckline of her cheongsam and swallowed hard. "Playing mahjong, do you know how?"

"I know a little, but not very well." Liu Meiling leaned closer to him, deliberately pressing her body against him.

The bald man casually placed his hand on her thigh: "It's okay, I'll teach you."

Sun Xiaoyan stood to the side, unsure where to sit.

The fat man pointed to the seat next to him: "Beautiful lady, come sit here."

Sun Xiaoyan walked over and sat down. The fat man looked her up and down, his gaze lingering on her buttocks for a while.

"What's your name?"

"Xiaoyan".

"Good name." The fat man smiled and picked up a card. "Can you pour wine?"

Sun Xiaoyan nodded, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and poured him a glass.

The fat man took a sip of his drink, then glanced at the neckline of Sun Xiaoyan's cheongsam: "Nice figure."

Sun Xiaoyan didn't reply, but just smiled and lowered her head to continue pouring him wine.

After several rounds of cards, Sun Xiaoyan gradually relaxed.

She started handing cards to the fat man, deliberately brushing her fingers against his hand as she did so.

The fat man would glance at her again each time, his smile deepening.

Liu Meiling is more uninhibited.

She was practically pressed against the bald man's arm, her breasts rubbing against his arm.

When the bald man was drawing cards, he casually pinched her thigh.

Liu Meiling giggled, not dodging, and even leaned closer to look at the cards in his hand: "Boss, you're really lucky, you're sure to win this round."

The bald man was overjoyed by her flattery and fed her several good cards while playing cards.

The bespectacled man watched from the side and coughed twice: "Meiling, pour me a drink too."

Liu Meiling stood up with a smile, walked to the man with glasses, poured him a glass of wine, and deliberately bent over as she handed it to him, revealing most of her breast through the fabric of her dress.

The bespectacled man's eyes widened for a moment, and when he took the wine glass, his fingers lingered on the back of her hand for a couple more seconds.

"Beautiful lady, you have such long legs." He looked down at Liu Meiling's thighs, which were exposed through the slit of her cheongsam.

Liu Meiling smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Boss, focus on playing cards."

When the party ended late at night, the three men had lost more than they had won, but each of them had a smile on their face.

As the bald man was leaving, he patted Li Yan on the shoulder and said, "Sister Li, these two are good. Come again next time."

Li Yan smiled and saw them off, then returned to her office, took out three red bills from her bag, and slapped them on the table.

"Good day. Here's your commission."

Sun Xiaoyan stared blankly at the three red bills on the table.

Three hundred yuan.

I played cards with someone for a few hours, drank some alcohol, and earned three hundred yuan.

Liu Meiling had already reached into her bag and put the money in.

Li Yan lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "Will you come again tomorrow?"

Liu Meiling nodded: "Come on."

Li Yan then looked at Sun Xiaoyan: "And you?"

Sun Xiaoyan bit her lip and put the money into her bag: "Here you go."

Li Yan smiled and exhaled a smoke ring: "Okay, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, don't be late."

When the two walked out of the chess and card shop, it was late at night, and the streetlights cast long shadows.

Sun Xiaoyan held the three hundred yuan in her hand and looked down at the deep cleavage revealed by the neckline of her cheongsam.

For the first time, I felt that earning this money wasn't so disgusting.

Liu Meiling lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and her eyes shone.

"This job is good."

Sun Xiaoyan didn't say anything, but simply counted the money again.

It's better than being beaten in a pyramid scheme den, and better than being forced to solicit customers at a farm.

At least, she was willing to earn that money herself.