"Who's going first?" she asked.
Tang Ruoyan: "Does it matter?"
"Of course," Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "I have different choices for different people."
Liu Bowen thought for a while, and suggested: "Why don't we follow the order in which the leopards were shaken?"
Jiang Fuyue had no objection.
"Okay," Tang Ruoyan pursed her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "Then I won't be polite. Student Jiang, you choose, the truth or the big risk?"
"big Adventure."
"Are you sure? You can't change it after you choose it. Do you want to think about it?"
To be honest, Tang Ruoyan was shocked when she heard that she was going to choose a big adventure.
Isn't it the safest choice to tell the truth when facing a person who has malicious intentions and wants to make a fool of himself
Although the problem will be more sensitive and embarrassing, it is better than actually doing it.
What if she asked Jiang Fuyue to pick someone on the spot to French kiss for five minutes
Or maybe she asked Jiang Fuyue to have a "big friendship cup" with someone
Isn't this person afraid
Or... What trick did she keep
Or, these are just blindfolds, but she has already dug a hole and waited for her to jump
Thinking of this, Tang Ruoyan's neck felt cold.
Especially Jiang Fuyue chose so simply, there must be something tricky!
But... the chance that I finally won, is it just wasted like this
Besides, all she had prepared before was to ask honest questions, and now that she had a big adventure, Tang Ruoyan had no idea what she would ask Jiang Fuyue to do.
She is in a hurry.
Only then did he procrastinate with his mouth, and his brain was running fast.
What can I do with her? Really French Kiss? Great friendship
No, no, wouldn't that just match her with Zhong Ziang or Yi Ci
Both of them are so handsome, and they still have money at home, how can they take advantage of Jiang Fuyue for nothing? !
Suddenly, Tang Ruoyan's gaze paused, and she landed on the small stage directly opposite.
More precisely, it is the vertical stainless steel pipe on the right side of the stage.
Have!
"I don't make any excessive demands to embarrass you, just go up and perform a pole dance for everyone."
Afraid that Jiang Fuyue would refuse on the pretext of not being able to dance, Tang Ruoyan didn't give her a chance to speak, and added on her own: "It doesn't matter if you can, it doesn't matter if you dance well, the key is to have the feeling of pole dancing, understand? ?”
What does pole dancing feel like
To put it nicely, it's called "sexy"; to put it badly, it's "sexy"!
Don't these people regard Jiang Fuyue as a "goddess"? One mouthful of "Sister Yue" is more respectful than the teacher.
Then she will let these people see what kind of bastard Jiang is, whether it is a "goddess" or a "bad guy"!
As soon as these words came out, the audience gasped.
"Is it a little too big?"
"Pole dance? This, can it work?"
Tang Ruoyan folded her arms and smiled lightly: "Sister Yue has all eighteen martial arts skills, what is a small pole dance? Maybe she can dance non-chieftain dances!"
"But... isn't something like pole dancing inappropriate for children?"
Tang Ruoyan: "Are you a child? Besides, you have to appreciate this kind of dance with a correct perspective. Who told you to pay attention to those explicit things?"
"cough!"
"Ahem!"
It's okay if she doesn't say anything, "this kind of dance" on the left, and "explicit things" on the right, it seems to be speaking for Jiang Fuyue, but in fact it deliberately leads everyone to think in an unhealthy way.
Everyone, who was still a little shy, gradually showed anticipation.
Pole dancing!
I usually only see it on the Internet or on TV, and I haven't seen a live dance on the spot.
It's embarrassing, but I'm curious!
It's not that they have any lust, it's just that they subconsciously regard Jiang Fuyue as omnipotent, and never consider that there are things she can't or can't do well.
That's right, that's how delusional it is.
"Yes." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
Isn't it just pole dancing
The other party was really right, she would do the same for the non-chief dancer.
That's right, just "a little bit", no more.
Yi Ci frowned, seeing through Tang Ruoyan's ulterior motives, and quietly leaned into Jiang Fuyue's ear: "Can you do it? Why don't you forget it?"
Jiang Fuyue tilted her head, her eyes met, she raised her eyebrows lightly: "Why, you can't trust me?"
"No... just, I'm a little worried. You clearly know that she deliberately makes things difficult..."
"I know." Jiang Fuyue interrupted him, and stood up straight away.
Her legs were straight, long and thin. Standing in front of the tea table, almost everyone looked up at her subconsciously, including Tang Ruoyan.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes didn't stop, she turned and walked onto the stage, standing in the middle.
The stage is not big, but it is well-equipped, not only with light strips and flashing lights that automatically dim with the music, but also speakers and microphones with perfect sound quality, and even a machine for making fog with dry ice.
The AI central control system will create the best performance environment based on the performers' actions and changes in the rhythm of the music, combined with algorithmic big data, such as whether to play discs, when to adjust the lighting, whether to lift the stage, etc.
This is also one of the main features of King bags.
Therefore, the moment Jiang Fuyue stood on the stage, the central control system had already started working, and the lights dimmed in an instant.
Looking from a distance, only a vague silhouette can be seen.
But even so, she is still beautiful—
The shoulders are straight, the neck is slender, and they are connected into a perfect shoulder and neck line; the waist is slender, unbearable to hold, the long legs are well-proportioned, and the calves are flat and tight without any excess.
Lin Yao turned her head to look at Ling Xuan subconsciously, and saw the young man staring intently at the stage, his pupils were dark, and there was a faint light shining inside.
That's a sign of his curiosity about new things.
Lin Yao only saw it in his eyes when he first came into contact with stocks.
Now I saw it again, but it was facing another girl...
Is it really that beautiful
Lin Yao couldn't help sizing her up with harsh eyes, from head to toe, and then from foot to head, not letting go of any detail.
During this period, he did not restrain his disgust towards Jiang Fuyue.
But even so, after a closer look, one has to admit that Jiang Fuyue really can't find any faults in terms of her figure alone.
This made Lin Yao feel helpless suddenly.
It seems that this person is really so perfect, not touted, but the fact.
Then what advantage do you have
She fell into a momentary daze.
But soon, this negative emotion was dispelled.
Lin Yao lowered her head and straightened the slightly messy skirt. Because she was pressed by her legs, there were already wrinkles at this moment, but with her gentle strokes, the wrinkles became shallower, and with another stroke, the wrinkles disappeared.
And the reason is very simple, because this skirt is made of special material, which is hard to find.
Maybe the style is not as good as the roadside stalls outside. Only when you wear it on your body will you know who is more comfortable.
It's like Jiang Fuyue and her: one has a humble status and is cheap; the other comes from a wealthy family and is worth thousands of dollars.
The former can certainly bring a man temporary interest, but the latter is the final destination.
So, she is in no hurry.
No matter how powerful Jiang Fuyue was, she had already lost since she was born.
Tang Ruoyan was also observing Hang Haoran's reaction, seeing that he could not turn his eyes while staring at the stage, she was so angry that she grabbed his arm.
"Hiss—what are you doing?!"
"is it nice?"
"It's pretty pretty!" Hang Haoran didn't know why.
"Then why don't you put your eyes on her and take a closer look?!"
Hang Haoran: "My eyes are not pieces of paper, so I can apply glue to stick them on people? Are you out of your mind?"
Tang Ruoyan gritted her teeth: "Stop pretending to be stupid!"
"Who is pretending? I don't think you need to pretend, you are really stupid. Look, it's all blue..."
"It deserves it!"
At this moment, the soothing music sounded, the stage lights gradually brightened, and Jiang Fuyue was about to start.
Suddenly, "Wait a minute—"
Tang Ruoyan stood up with anger still on her face, "Should I choose the soundtrack?"
Hang Haoran frowned.
The others were not very happy either, since it was about to start, they came to a sudden stop at the door, they were so anxious to death!
Yi Ci: "Don't go too far!" With this yell, the aura of being in charge immediately came out.
Tang Ruoyan was so frightened that her legs went weak, but the hatred in her heart still prevailed. Although she didn't dare to challenge the school bully openly, she didn't let go.
"Hang Haoran, do you still care about your girlfriend?" Yi Ci stood up, pressing his knuckles and making a clicking sound, "If you don't care, then I will take care of it."
"Oh! Brother Ci is mighty!"
"Whether the earth turns or not, Brother Ci has the final say!"
"Don't talk, it's just resigning from brother to protect the calf."
"Calf? Who?"
"Blind? Who else but the one on the stage?"
"..."
"You, what do you want to do?" Tang Ruoyan gulped her saliva wildly, fighting with each other.
Yi Ci didn't speak, and was about to give her some flair, when Hang Haoran saw that the other party was serious, he couldn't sit still: "Brother Ci, don't... they are all classmates, if you have something to say, talk to her, Yanyan..."
At this moment, Jiang Fuyue on the stage suddenly said, "Should I change the song? That's fine."
Yi Ci was taken aback.
"Give her the tablet."
Zhong Ziang handed over the things obediently, and then sat down on Yi Ci, "What's the hurry? Do you think Jiang Fuyue is stupid?"
Yi Ci waved away his hand on his shoulder, and dusted off the dust along the way, with a look of disgust on his face: "Speak as you speak, don't touch your hands, am I familiar with you?"
"… "Dry!
"What did you mean by that?"
Zhong Ziang also grabbed him: "Don't ask me if you have the ability? Come to realize it yourself!"
Yi Ci sneered and moved a little further away.
If you don't ask, don't ask, who cares
Zhong Ziang: "?" It's quite tough!
Tang Ruoyan no longer had the spare brain to think about why Jiang Fuyue agreed, all she was thinking about was how to make her look ugly!
Make a fool of yourself!
All of a sudden, she paused with her finger on the tablet, she smiled, and tapped it lightly...
The prelude to "Lady Marmalade" sounded, which is one of the classic pole dance soundtracks, with a fast rhythm, a strong sense of rhythm, passion and passion, and of course the difficulty is not small.
Beginners of pole dancing usually use medium-tempo music, the purpose is to practice dance steps first, and then try fast-tempo music after the basic skills are solid.
Blindly seeking quickness and chasing the sense of music will make you ugly at the slightest and get hurt at the worst.
If something does happen, it's not a joke. After all, falling from a handstand or hanging can damage nerves and joints.
Tang Ruoyan chose this song not simply to "teach Jiang Fuyue a lesson", but to ask her to "fall down and never get up again"!
Lin Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at Tang Ruoyan in surprise.
I didn't expect her to be so poisonous...
But he didn't speak to stop or remind.
If Jiang Fuyue really jumped, then...
Out of the corner of her eye, Ling Xuan's face, which was trying to be calm but still unavoidably showing a trace of anticipation, flitted across, Lin Yao pursed her lips tightly.
Not a word.
At the moment when the music started, the stage lights were brightly lit, and Jiang Fuyue walked from the middle to the left side of the steel pipe stepping on the beat.
When the first "Hey Sister, Go Sister" sounded, I saw her holding her right hand high, her head raised and her lips curled up.
Following this movement, the originally loose rubber bands fell off completely, and the waterfall-like black hair spread out like thick ink falling into the water.
The blower was also automatically turned on at this time, and the strong wind was blowing wildly, and the aura changed instantly.
If the original Jiang Fuyue was a clear and cold pool, then she is now a turbulent sea.
The quiet temperament has not changed, but it has become more magnificent.
The distance between the body and the steel pipe is 20cm, almost in a parallel state.
Those who are knowledgeable will find that this is an extremely professional distance, and it is also a very sophisticated opening, such as Lin Yao.
"Soul Sister, Go Sister~"
In the second sentence, Jiang Fuyue began to walk around the steel pipe in circles, with seemingly random steps, but in fact, every step was firmly on the beat.
In the third step, the right foot is off the ground, the body is leaning, and then the left foot is on the heel.
The circle continued, and the direction was changed once, but the feet remained in the air, as if walking on flat ground.
During the period, it was all supported by the strength of the arms, but Jiang Fuyue looked calm and did not seem to be struggling at all.
Now, the audience was shocked.
"Fuck! Sister Yue is a professional?"
"Just this familiar posture, if I say I haven't learned it, I will immediately unscrew my head and tie it on the waistband of my trousers!"
"… "Well! It doesn't have to be so ruthless.
"My God, is there anything she can't do?"
The same question floated in everyone's mind.
"I am criticized by my sister Yue, decathlon... no... 100-athlon!"
"Am I the only one who thinks it's beautiful, cool, and cool?!"
"And me, thank you."
"Brother Dei, you are not alone."
"It doesn't matter whether he has learned it or not, it's good or not, anyway, it's over if you are beautiful!"
"I agree!"
"Oh my god, look-"
Everyone stared, and the next second, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
I saw Jiang Fuyue straighten her right foot forward at 45 degrees to the left and lift it up, flatten and hook the tube at the popliteal fossa in a clockwise direction, push her left foot hard and bend in accordance with the momentum, the toes of both feet are closed, and the knees are opened.
Push the hips, bend the waist backwards, form a triangle, and rotate 3 times clockwise.
A perfect "true story" complete!
(Music: HemetMarmaladedowninOldNewOrleans~)
Then, point the toes of the front right foot to the ground, straighten the left leg 90 degrees to the left and swing it towards the right foot with inertia, close the toes of both feet, and land firmly.
Pole dancing takes five steps as a circle.
After successively completing forward rotation, reverse rotation, left-hook rotation, top-knee rotation, and straight-leg rotation, everyone's voices were broken.
But it's not over yet...
At the second step of the sixth lap, Jiang Fuyue rotates once, lifts the hook bar of the right leg according to the trend, pushes the ground with the left foot to suck the leg, bends down, and sticks the right psoas muscle to the tube, accelerates the rotation along the trend, clockwise for 3 laps.
Hang Haoran suddenly shouted excitedly: "I know this! This is called lying fish turn!"
Hearing this, Jiang Fuyue suddenly looked at him, and the next second, her red lips lightly lifted.
Didn't Tang Ruoyan want to "feel"
Well, then she will give her "feel"!
With a buzzing sound in his head, Hang Haoran suddenly raised his hand to cover his chest, as if being shot by an invisible sharp arrow, he gave up resistance directly.
"Sister Yue killed me a hundred times..."
Hou Siyuan answered nonchalantly: "Who isn't?"
Liu Bowen swallowed his saliva: "We hillbillies have learned a lot today."
Liu Fei suddenly moved to Yi Ci's side: "Brother, to be honest, if you hadn't looked at Sister Yue first, I would have tried my best to catch her!"
"Oh," Yi Ci sneered, "wake up, stop dreaming, even if you try your best in the next life, you won't be able to catch up."
"..." I suspect that you are maliciously attacking a potential rival in love.
Zhong Ziang was also fascinated.
As a well-known and well-ranked playboy in the imperial capital, the number of times he went to night shows was not one thousand, and never less than five hundred. The pole dancing performances he has seen are not all better than Jiang Fuyue.
But nothing had ever made him dizzy and thirsty like this.
Those pole dancers either wore revealing clothes or showed off their skills in fancy ways, but they were not as shocking as Jiang Fuyue's performance in the most ordinary attire with her face up to the sky.
She didn't even wear high heels, but during the dance, she almost took his soul away.
Bang—
There was a crisp sound.
Zhong Ziang looked up, but saw that Ling Xuan, who was sitting opposite him, had turned over the water glass at some point, bumped the wall of the glass against the table, and rolled several times, but he couldn't react in time.
After the water splashed on his upper body, he straightened the cup belatedly, but didn't bother to dry his sleeves with a paper towel, so he continued to look at the stage, for fear of missing something.
Zhong Ziang frowned.
But Tang Ruoyan's reaction was completely different from everyone else's.
She was "killed" by Jiang Fuyue so suddenly, her eyes were red with anger, but she was helpless.
She knew that the other party did it on purpose!
With so many people present, who can't wink at? Just facing Hang Haoran
She was clearly provoking, demonstrating, and taking revenge!
But there is nothing I can do, I can only watch helplessly.
Only at this time did Tang Ruoyan realize that from the moment she decided to let Jiang Fuyue perform pole dancing on stage, she had already lost.
Lost completely!
Lin Yao didn't react at all, and looked at the stage with calm eyes, but the hands under the table unconsciously grabbed the hem of the skirt.
The wrinkles caused this time can't be smoothed out no matter how you stroke them.
Just like her heart distorted by jealousy, no matter how relieved she is, it is difficult to be peaceful.
The music goes on—
(Voulez-vouscoucheravecmoi Cesoir?Voulez-vouscoucheravecmoi?)
In the last lap, Jiang Fuyue raised her left foot to the right at 45 degrees, and then pushed her right foot to the ground. The arms and the steel pipe form a triangle. At this time, the body must stay away from the pole, and the toes of the feet should be closed according to the inertia.
In the last "Moccachocolatayaya", the lights dimmed suddenly and the flashes came out. With the smoke made by the dry ice machine and the messy hair blown by the blower, Jiang Fuyue stopped and fell to the ground, ending the whole dance perfectly.
At that moment, the audience was dead silent, and a needle could be heard.
Five seconds later, thunderous applause broke out, and everyone woke up like a dream.
Because the applause did not sound from inside the private room, but from outside the private room, all the customers in the hall downstairs!
It turns out that Tang Ruoyan turned on the "Synchronous Presentation" function while selecting songs.
Once this function is turned on, the 4D giant screen in the downstairs hall will simultaneously retransmit the scene of the stage in the luxury bag, and achieve high-definition picture quality.
In other words, all the guests downstairs saw this soul-stirring pole dancing performance.
Thanks to the blessing of the 4D giant screen, they can even see it more clearly than the people in the private room.
In subtleties, more has been observed.
For example, Jiang Fuyue's arm strength is as stable as an old dog when he takes the backswing, his amazing flexibility when he turns forward and backward, and he completes each movement with a standard and professional level.
Especially when the blower blows, the scene where she stands on the pole with her black hair flying is so beautiful that she seems to have descended from God.
The synthesis of angels and devils, the perfect combination of simplicity and beauty.
"My God! She's so beautiful!"
"Are you a professional pole dancer? You can actually complete five different transfers in a row, and each transfer is so complete!"
"No one can't practice for seven or eight years, but she looks very young, justalittlegirl~"
"The biggest luxury bag... enn, I guess it might be a playful young lady who sneaked out behind her back, because she looks so clean."
"Can I say I'm envious of her swan arms? Pole dancing requires a lot of arm strength, and it's easy to grow muscles after a long time of practice. I can't use botox, but look at her, her arms are thin and long, and her biceps The muscles are not protruding at all. It's another day I can't extricate myself from the beauty of the young lady! Huh!"
"I thought I was the most beautiful white lotus in the white dress when I went to the nightclub and in the dance of demons, but now... sorry to bother you, I don't deserve it! If people don't wear white dresses, they are already more white than white lotus."
"Bai Lian is not appropriate enough."
"ha?"
"I think she is like moonlight, clear and cold, desolate and cold. I know I can't hold it, but I can't help but want to grab a handful. Yes, Bai Yueguang."
"..."
Xie Dingyuan, who was forced to stop and watch the whole process of the above discussions, just happened to meet the giant screen projection, listened in his ears.
The man stood under the wall where the lights couldn't reach, his handsome face was hidden in the dark, and he was wearing a formal black suit that was incompatible with the feasting and revelry around him.
But no one paid attention, or took a second look, because at the moment all the attention in the hall is on the girl dancing pole dance on the screen.
Some people yelled "Encore", others whistled wildly, and some people clapped until their hands became numb, and even picked up the microphone and shouted heart-piercingly upstairs——
"Pretty sister show her face!"
Then the microphone was taken away by another person—
"Miss sister, Kangkang me! I also dance the pole, but not as good as you! You are really, really beautiful!"
And then another—
"Goddess! Let me dance again with my blood book, do you think I still have a chance?!"
"I'll go! The nightclub version of Zhang Dongsheng?"
Xie Dingyuan couldn't help frowning when he heard these "crying ghosts and howling wolves".
What are they... doing
There was no sarcasm or sarcasm, and the man's eyes were truly blank.
At this time, a male waiter passed by with a tray in his hand, and saw Xie Dingyuan standing alone under the corner, completely shrouded in shadow, and did not take the initiative to talk to the people around him.
That feeling was like... He was clearly in the same place, but he was separated from other people by two places.
This side is quiet, the other side is noisy.
He is in the mountains, but he is in the busy city.
very strange...
In the spirit of customer-oriented service, the waiter kindly stepped forward to ask.
"Sir, do you need me to take you to the booth?"
The man suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, and when he got closer, the waiter could see the other's outstanding appearance clearly, and couldn't help but be surprised.
What's even weirder is that he's actually wearing a suit, a complete suit, with his shirt buttoned to the end and a slightly protruding Adam's apple...
Like an elite person who just finished a business meeting and is about to attend a dinner party, but shows up at... a bar
"That... did you go the wrong way? The Hilton Hotel is next door."
In line with the good quality of asking when you don't understand, Xie Dingyuan: "Why do you think I'm going wrong?"
"Uh..." the waiter scratched his head and looked him over from head to toe, "you don't look like someone who will appear in our shop."
"What do you look like in that?"
The waiter turned to look at the dance floor, and when he saw it, he suddenly pouted in one direction: "Here, it's just like him."
Xie Dingyuan followed the trend, and saw a young man... let's call him a young man, because he has dyed yellow hair, and his age characteristics are not particularly obvious, but from the degree of skin aging and the atrophy of bone development, it can be roughly judged that he is in the third year of age. Between ten and thirty-five.
Wearing a long silver necklace thick as a little finger, with a pendant in the shape of a human skull hanging in the middle (actually a skull, yes, Xie Jiuye really has such a villager who doesn't understand fashion).
Black five-point shorts, but the back crotch seems to fall to the heel in minutes.
After Xie Dingyuan finished reading, he looked at the waiter's eyes again: "?"
Actually lied to me, is this worn by people
Waiter: "?" It's too difficult for me to face a fashion insulator.
In the end, under Xie Dingyuan's dead gaze of "you have to explain it to me today", the waiter searched for a long time and finally locked the position of the bar, "Look at that person, his style is actually a bit similar to yours..."
Jiu Ye, who has never been to a nightclub and is in urgent need of make-up lessons, decides to trust him again.
I saw the man next to the bar with suit pants, a white shirt, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which seemed to be the case.
only…
Xie Dingyuan's eyes fell on his open and messy neckline, and the scribbled purple hair with a streak of dyed hair, he couldn't help frowning, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.
In the next second, he could no longer bear to look away.
As he continued to read, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist ordering him to buckle it up.
"How?" the waiter asked, "I'm not wrong, am I? You two have similar styles."
Xie Dingyuan was suddenly curious: "What style?"
"Sven scum!"
"..."
After Zhong Ziang, another person said these four words in front of him.
Are you really so refined
Uh... scum
Xie Jiuye, who tried to understand the fashion of contemporary young people but failed in the end, was not going to waste his precious time, and cut straight to the point: "Take me upstairs to the luxury bag."
"Huh?" The waiter had a strange expression.
"Is there a problem?"
"Of course there is a problem! Do you think you can go to Hao Bao if you want?"
Xie Dingyuan: "?"
The waiter sighed, and persuaded with earnestness: "I know you, like them, want to go upstairs to find that little fairy who jumped on the steel pipe, but you see how loud they are, has anyone really gone up?"
Xie Dingyuan came to arrest Zhong Ziang, and Zhong Ziang was with Jiang Fuyue's group, and they exchanged equal amounts, saying that there seemed to be nothing wrong with him coming to Jiang Fuyue.
"I really want to find her." The man looked serious.
The waiter looked like "I'll know it when you look at it", as if he had seen through everything: "Brother, I didn't pour cold water on you. What is the most important thing for us to be human?"
Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "Cultivate one's body, regulate the family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world."
waiter:"?"
This person didn't go to the wrong drink, but to the wrong studio, right
Xie Dingyuan: "What's your opinion?"
"The most important thing to be a human being is to have self-knowledge! Ordinary people like us should not dream of toads eating swan meat."
"Gosh... goose meat?"
"That's right, if you go to Haobao to find someone, you have to be liked by them. Although you are indeed better looking than me, you still have other things that you can sell besides a face. Is it? Money? Rights? Car? House?"
The waiter spread his hands, and the soul asked, "Do you have any?"
Xie Dingyuan: "I have..."
"You have a fart! Let's not worry about that kind of big beauty, huh? Maybe she has already found someone to marry."
"Big beauty?" The man had a strange expression.
"What's your tone? Isn't she beautiful?"
In front of Xie Dingyuan's eyes unconsciously appeared a whirling and elegant figure, with long hair like a waterfall and skin like snow, holding the cold stainless steel pipe with five fingers, making his eyebrows even more glamorous.
Turning around step by step, raising head and shoulders, raising eyebrows and drawing lips, every movement seems to be carrying a small hook, as if even the air is ignited as far as the eye can see.
Is this beautiful
Xie Dingyuan shook his head: "Not dignified."
"Huh?" The waiter was startled, "You came from the Qing Dynasty, right?"
"What's the meaning?"
"He didn't show anything, and he was dressed upright and well-behaved. Why, why is he not dignified? Where is he not dignified?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Too small."
In his opinion, Jiang Fuyue is the same age as Zhong Ziang, a child who hasn't graduated from high school yet.
If you don't study hard, what kind of pole dancing will you do
Not to mention that the influence in this kind of place is not good, even those dangerous actions are not worth trying.
What's more, there are such a bunch of... weird people like wolves and tigers downstairs.
"Too, too small?" The waiter's eyes suddenly turned subtle, "Brother, have you observed carefully enough?"
Xie Dingyuan: "?" Does the age still need to be observed? It seems that it is also needed, such as the yellow hair before.
Therefore, Master Jiu, who doesn't know how to play tricks, nodded calmly under the slightly playful gaze of the other party: "I'm used to it."
Every observation step in the laboratory is much more difficult than this.
waiter:"!"
He looks like a dog, but he didn't expect to be so thick-skinned? !
Xie Dingyuan asked again: "Take me upstairs."