readx; "It's true that I like young models, but you know, the young models I like have to be battle-hardened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Qiao Shaoan spread his hands and generously admitted, "You know I don't have much patience to teach a novice how to please me. ”

"Really? I'm just the opposite of you. Yin Mochen held his chin with one hand, his eyes did not take his eyes off the stage for half a minute, and he seemed to be a little interested in this dancer.

"Cut! You come less! Qiao Shaoan sneered, glanced at the man's angular side face, and said disapprovingly, "Then what did Ye Manqing say?" She's a few years older than you, and she's still serving that bad old man! ”

Hearing this, a trace of complexity flashed in Yin Mochen's eyes, and then returned to normal. He looked down at the syrup in the glass and replied lightly, "You should know that she is kind to me." ”

"Could it be that you really plan to make a promise to marry her home as a wife in the future?" This kind of drama of repaying kindness is only available in ancient TV dramas, is it good? He, a single and sought-after golden man born in the 21st century, is it necessary to bury the happiness of the future for a dusty woman?

"Maybe, who knows what will happen in the future!" He chuckled mockingly, pursed his thin lips and said no more. The thin strands of hair on his forehead obscured his eyes, so that the man opposite did not notice the sadness in his eyes. Ye Manqing sacrificed the most precious thing as a woman for him, and if she married him, she would not be impossible.

After all, for people who have no heart and no love, isn't it the same who they marry?

Qiao Shaoan listened to his tone of voice, which had no hope for future happiness at all, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his throat. The man in front of him has an enviable appearance, with long eyebrows and sideburns, deep phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a side face with clear lines like a knife. If I were a woman, I am afraid I would have fallen under his suit pants a long time ago. Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and was about to say something to liven up the atmosphere, but was interrupted by a sudden commotion.

"Sister Qing! Sister Qing! Sister Qing! One more! Come on! It turned out that the dance was over, and the guests in the audience were still clapping their hands and shouting for the masked dancer to dance again. However, it's just a bit of a joke, who doesn't know Sister Qing's rules among the 'scarlet' guests? Only one song a week, and that's why the bar is always full on Wednesday.

Ye Zhixia looked at the enthusiastic crowd in the audience through the fox mask, smiled at them, bent down shallowly, and prepared to leave. And at this moment, a drunk man with a wine bottle staggered around the stage and rushed to her and intercepted her: "Lao Tzu is not finished yet, you are not allowed to leave!" ”

A touch of disgust flashed in his eyes, Ye Zhixia raised his eyes to look at the visitor, and replied with a polite smile: "I'm really sorry, my rule is to only dance once a week, if you want to see it, please come back next week!" With that, she bypassed him and was about to leave.

As soon as he walked next to him, the drunk man suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm: "If you want to jump, you will jump, *** pretend to be high!" Talk to Lao Tzu about the rules? Lao Tzu's rule is banknotes! Tell you, if you don't serve Lao Tzu happily tonight, don't even think about getting out of here! ”

The stench came to her nose, and Ye Zhixia glanced down at the hand that was holding her tightly, and frowned in disgust. The bar manager also saw the situation here, and hurriedly beckoned two bodyguards to walk towards the stage. The guests in the audience looked at the sudden situation in front of them with different expressions, but most of them had the intention of watching the excitement.