Han Xiaojun is a woman who has seen the world in the end, and when she twisted her waist and walked to the stage, she was already calm and in her best state.

And she dragged a chair up.

At this time, someone in the audience must have guessed what she was going to do.

But not everyone knows it, and a discerning person knows at a glance that this beautiful woman who walked onto the stage from the stage, instead of appearing backstage, must have drunk a lot of wine.

Although the gait is not staggering, it is a bit like walking on the clouds, and the slight twisting and crooking of the body is full of temptation.

Are you sure you didn't drink too much and go on stage to smash the field?

Zhao Qingshan hurriedly walked to the edge of the stage and waved his hand to signal several staff members to step back, lest they directly knock Han Xiaojun off the stage.

If this happens, Han Xiaojun will definitely be able to hold a grudge against himself for the rest of his life.

The DJ, who was in charge of enlivening the atmosphere and hosting, saw the boss come forward, and quickly reacted, roaring in his usual hosting style: "Hey, hey, hey, do you know who this beauty is?"

"I don't know!"

There was a wolf howl in the audience, they didn't care who it was, as long as it was a beauty, and it was a beautiful woman who seemed to be dancing a chair after drinking.

"Yo-heh, it seems that I am just like you, because I don't know either. Friends, are you looking forward to the performance of this beautiful woman who seems to have gone to the wrong set?"

"Looking forward to it!"

"You don't talk nonsense! Let the beauties start praising you!"

The audience kept clamoring, not because of how strong the DJ was, but because Han Xiaojun made a move that even Zhao Qingshan felt very surprised.

I saw her one hand casually resting on the corner of the back of the chair, and the other hand raised her index finger to the thin lips, and then her slender and straight left foot slowly poked out, and her right foot squatted down leisurely like a bow.

Time seems to have frozen.

She stood still.

Even if she drank a lot of wine, her dancing skills were not comparable to those of amateur contestants, and with her simple movements, the voices of the audience stopped, and the live music was changed to soft and slow-paced light music.

Isn't it a chair dance?

You bring me this kind of music?

Did the person in charge of the live music also look at the chair beauty?

However, when the chair girl moved, the music immediately changed, and the rhythm was cheerful and bright.

That's enough to say that the music team at the bar is good enough.

The chair slowly rotated under Han Xiaojun's toggle, dancing with others as if it had suddenly come to life.

As the chair sped up, her body gradually leaned, and then the slender legs that stood in mid-air slammed forward to the ground.

It was as if a terrible cockroach suddenly appeared in front of her, stepping out in a double emotion of fear and disgust, trying to trample the cockroach to death, and the red high heels made a violent noise, making people wonder if she would step out of a hole in the stage.

The spotlight on the stage seemed to give her infinite power, and her dancing was fierce and fast as soon as she began.

As soon as she stepped down, a series of movements of her delicate body followed, from her limbs to her waist to her neck and head.

Her expression was solemn, and as far as her dancing was concerned, there was no feminine softness and beauty, as if she was participating in a fierce battle, and the chair was her only weapon, and every minute and every second had to use all her strength to fight, bloody fight to the death!

Specialized!

Even if it was only for a few seconds, the officials in the audience had already reached this consensus.

It seems that everyone has ignored her own sensuality, and is impressed by her exquisite dancing, it is hard to imagine that anyone can dance the chair dance that is difficult to enter the room so magnificently!

Today, Han Xiaojun is wearing a black and white striped low-necked dress, which is sexy and youthful.

After showing the masculinity of a dancer, Han Xiaojun, who was sweating a lot, slowed down the rhythm, and her body became extremely soft, like willow branches, floating softly and weakly in the air, dancing with the wind as if to tell the lingering.

If the previous fierce dance posture is a heroine fighting on the battlefield, the strength and resoluteness are vividly displayed.

So now she is a girl in the boudoir, with a thousand turns and thousands of eyes full of affection, the perfect interpretation of feminine softness, and the reddish cheeks are sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes full of expectation.

She stared ahead, stretched out her snow-white arms, as if calling her lover, wanting to speak and stop talking, making people feel sorry for her and want to hold her tightly in her arms.

Then she changed her style again, hooking her fingers, throwing her wink, her sensual and slender body arched into a "U" shape, one arm caressing her toes, and slowly moving upwards.

Pass the thighs through the alluring little brute waist.

After a few seconds of pause as he passed the plump upper girth, he pinched his collarbone with one hand and made a small circle.

Suddenly a spinning action, pretending to fall to the ground if she is not careful, makes the audience mistakenly think that she will really fall, and then the scenery leaks.

is extremely tempting, making people want to put it at a glance.

Solo dancing is a test of a person's dancing skills, but what Han Xiaojun wants to prove is not only her dancing skills, but also her charm, because a certain bastard said that she has no temptation for him.

This is something that a dancer who is in the spotlight will never be able to bear, and it is definitely a demeaning and insulting to her!

In just a few minutes, who hasn't fallen under her pomegranate skirt?

In fact, in entertainment venues, the dancers are constantly dressed in sexy clothes, and at first glance, you may feel that the hormones are rising rapidly, and for veteran players, in the long run, it will not only be visually fatigued, but even the feeling that was considered sexy at the beginning will be considered vulgar.

At this point, Yunding has done a good job, whether it is dancing, singing or other performances, he will not blindly pursue sexiness in dressing, it may be an intellectual workplace suit, or it may be a pure white dress fluttering image.

Of course, the sexy factor is essential, but it doesn't always take it for attention.

Men's appreciation is not just about exposed flesh and skin, so the kind of clothing that can only cover three points is absolutely impossible to appear on the stage of Yunding.

But Han Xiaojun is an exception, her sexiness is undoubted, even a small expression and a small movement at the fingertips are full of sexy, but what she has is not only sexy, but a wonderful artistic performance.

Countless people in the audience regretted that they had just watched it so seriously that they forgot to shoot this wonderful scene.

Zhao Qingshan touched his nose, it seems that what Mr. Han said about the appearance fee of several thousand is not bragging.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the backstage, signaling Han Xiaojun, who was panting, to flee from the backstage, because a large group of wolf friends were waiting for her in the audience.

Zhao Qingshan didn't want to watch any mess in the bar, who knew if the wolf friends would not be able to hold back and move directly

？

That's too downgrade for Yunding.

When he went to pick up Han Xiaojun from the backstage, Zhao Qingshan could clearly feel the hostility of a group of singers and dancers towards Han Xiaojun, to be precise, envy, jealousy and hatred, the twin sisters were especially obvious and did not hide it at all.

looked like he was looking at her, as if she couldn't wait to peel off Han Xiaojun's skirt and let her look like a foreigner.

Han Xiaojun raised her head and accepted this strange compliment, isn't the envy and jealousy of the little girls the greatest praise for a young woman?

"Stinky bitch!"

"Coquettish!"

The twins scolded in unison, Han Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, and soon laughed, she was very proud, you see, even the young twin sisters were worried that I would rob them of their jobs.

"Mr. Zhao is good. ”

It wasn't until the twins found Zhao Qingshan that they turned their undisguised expressions of disgust and greeted Zhao Qingshan with a smile.

When he looked at Han Xiaojun again, there was still jealousy and hatred in his eyes, only envy remained, and his expression changed very well without the slightest panic.

In fact, they weren't sure if Zhao Qingshan saw their ugly faces, but what did it matter?

Few men can really care about it under their smiles.

Zhao Qingshan really didn't bother with them, but it was definitely not because of the sisters, but because he didn't have that spare time.

The character of the two resident singers has nothing to do with him, this kind of person doesn't mix in one place for a long time, and when the time comes, they will naturally run away like rats crossing the street, so it is necessary to deal with them?

Not only did he not care, Zhao Qingshan also smiled at them gently, and he still looked at them to continue to shine on the stage, when there was no stage value, it was time for them to take the initiative to resign.

When Han Xiaojun followed Zhao Qingshan up the stairs, she was full of pride in her high heels.

It seems that even if Zhao Qingshan doesn't say anything, such silence is all appreciation and praise for her.

At this moment, Han Xiaojun's inner activities are very rich, and the bewitching little waist that has been tempered over the years is shaking and shaking unconsciously......

Syllable!

Zhao Qingshan didn't pause a step coldly, and reached out to slap her upright buttocks.

Han Xiaojun was stunned!

When she realized that this was a staircase that was almost unattended, she was even more frightened, and she took a few steps back until her back was against the wall.

I thought to myself, this bastard who keeps saying that he is not interested in himself, will not have bad intentions towards me, right?

Zhao Qingshan didn't press forward step by step, stood in place, and said angrily and funny: "The sisters really didn't say anything wrong just now, they were coquettish. ”

Han Xiaojun said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to evaluate me, a stinky rascal, let's go...... Hurry up, there's a kind of let's see the truth at the wine table. ”

Zhao Qingshan pursed his lips and continued to walk upstairs.

Han Xiaojun learned a lesson, and never walked side by side with Zhao Qingshan anymore after a few steps behind, lest this bastard slap his salty pig hand again, and he no longer dared to swing his waist unscrupulously.

She took a deep breath and suddenly thought that she was taken advantage of by him like this?

The point is, why does he seem to have played a hooligan and suffered a loss?

Oh my God, how thick is this bastard's skin! The city walls can't compete with this bastard's brazenness, right?