The most beautiful years met you [19] What kind of messy dreams are you doing。。。。。

"Stay overnight, you call your grandfather yourself."

Ye Hehuan heard this, and couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart, if she called home, the old man would ask, it would be strange if she didn't go through the gang.

"Little uncle......" She folded her hands and looked at Yu Zhongxiao sadly.

The street lights sprinkled bright stars in the cunning cat's eyes, and the delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, as if to say, 'Please, please, don't force me to call'.

Qin Shousheng followed and pleaded for her: "Little uncle, my mother has already arranged the guest room, and there is also a supper, and she has also prepared it for Huanhuan." ”

"I'll go back tomorrow when the wound on my face heals." Ye and Huan were in a trance.

Yu Zhongxiao looked at the two young children singing and harmonizing in front of him across the off-road vehicle, especially at Shangye Hehuan's flattering and aggrieved gaze, he moved his throat, said 'pay attention to yourself', no longer stayed, opened the driver's door, and got into the car.

Ye Hehuan and Qin Shousheng glanced at each other, did this mean that they had agreed?

Bypassing the front of the car, Ye Hehuan knocked on the driver's window, Yu Zhongxiao lowered the window and looked out: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'll take the bag of food, little uncle?" She laughed and talked to him.

"Hmm."

"Thank you, little uncle!"

Ye Hehuan smiled brightly, opened the back seat door, bent over, and took out the big bag of things.

Qin Shousheng had already come over to pick it up, and he still wrinkled his brows and complained: "Why are you so ......?"

"What so much nonsense." Ye Hehuan kicked him and walked to the driver's seat again: "Little uncle, on a snowy day, you drive carefully." ”

Yu Zhongxiao glanced at her with a deep gaze, nodded, and in response, the car window slowly rose in front of her.

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When the wrangler with the flashing yellow light at the rear of the car disappeared around the corner, Ye Hehuan retracted his gaze and pushed Qin Shousheng: "If you don't get into the car yet, you'll freeze to death." ”

"Damn, who was the person who couldn't get in the car just now?!" Qin Shousheng rubbed his frozen hands and muttered.

Seeing the pair of cat's eyes glaring at him, he raised his hands and surrendered: "I'm afraid of your aunt and grandmother, don't rub it in, my mother is still waiting to cook Lantern Festival for you." ”

Qin Shousheng drove his father's imported Audi Q7.

Ye Hehuan touched the leather chair and sighed: "Rich man, extravagant, there will be no successor to your family in the future, I will sacrifice it, and my son will be your son." ”

"For my sake, thank you, thank you for the whole family."

Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes at him, while dragging the bag of snacks, he was so hungry that he wanted to eat some potato chips, but he found a lot of toiletries in the bag.

For a moment, her brain couldn't turn.

Some abrupt ideas popped up, but she quickly rejected them, but she really couldn't think of the purpose of these toothbrush towels......

Qin Shousheng glanced at the toothpaste in her hand: "I don't have these at home, why waste money to buy it?" ”

He stretched out his hand, took advantage of Ye Hehuan's inattention, snatched the toothpaste, and glanced at the ground while driving: "Black toothpaste? ”

"Give it back!" In the next moment, the toothpaste was taken back.

"It's not just a toothpaste, what are you murdering?"

Ye Hehuan put the toothpaste back in the bag, pursed the corner of his lower lip, and said seriously: "I bought it and brought it back to Vancouver, can't I?" ”

"Okay, why not."

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Qin Shousheng's mother is a woman with a gentle personality.

She and Han Minjing have been friends for many years, and later married into the Qin family, and Ye and Qin have business dealings, especially after Han Minjing went crazy, and treated Ye Hehuan even more kindly.

"What's going on? Why is the face swollen like this? It smells of gasoline. Qin Mu pulled Ye Hehuan to look up and down, and exclaimed when she saw her face hurt.

Ye Hehuan touched the left side of his face, grinned in pain, and smiled: "The road is slippery, I accidentally knocked over the gasoline barrel and fell, face down." ”

Qin's mother hurriedly asked the nanny to take out the bone-setting wine.

"Mom, you can make her supper first, she hasn't eaten dinner yet." Qin Shousheng sat down next to Ye Hehuan and urged Qin's mother to go to the kitchen.

Waiting for Qin's mother to leave, Ye Hehuan sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to eat the pastries that Qin's mother had just brought over.

"This dress belongs to your little uncle?"

Qin Shousheng looked at the black coat on her body and wore it on Ye Hehuan, like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

She mumbled a sigh.

"Tsk, why do I think your little uncle doesn't seem to like me very much." He touched his chin thoughtfully.

"You think you're RMB, and everyone likes you."

"That's not what it meant." Qin Shousheng leaned over and said awkwardly: "I'll give you an analysis, I think it's a little weird for him to look at you." ”

Ye Hehuan pursed the corners of his mouth: "Can you not blame it?" He tugged at my pigtails, and it was up to him to live or die. ”

Qin Shousheng nodded, his doubts faded, and he leaned on the back of the sofa with his arms folded: "Then what does he say now?" Do you want to tell your family? ”

"It shouldn't be for the time being, but it's not reliable, so," Ye Hehuan turned sideways and pointed to the wolf on his body: "In order to keep him from speaking out, you don't know how much sacrifice I made, why am I sharing hardships with him now, and it would be too unrighteous to say it again."

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Over there, Mother Qin came out with a bowl of Lantern Festival.

Ye Hehuan smelled the fragrance, his stomach gurgled, he threw away the pillow, and patted his thigh: "Little beast, go, help the mourning family bring it over." ”

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After eating supper, Ye Hehuan returned to the guest room, and Qin's mother took a set of her own pajamas for her to wear, as well as brand-new underwear/pants.

When the hot water in the shower spilled, the whole shower room smelled of gasoline.

Ye Hehuan was choked with smoke, rubbed his hair five or six times with shampoo, and used most of the bottle of shower gel, and only stopped after making sure that the smell was gone.

Wrapped in a bath towel and rubbed it on the bed.

When she lifted the quilt, she caught a glimpse of a shopping bag on the TV cabinet out of the corner of her eye, and she paused and turned her head to look over.

The words 'Wuzhou Convenience Store' broke into her sight.

It should have been Mother Qin who helped her bring it in.

Lying in the soft quilt, Ye Hehuan couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, thinking about what he encountered at the gas station tonight.

I don't know if the gangsters were taken away by the police......

The glance that Yu Zhongxiao landed on her before driving away always appeared in her mind from time to time, and Ye Hehuan recalled that he didn't seem to have eaten dinner, and that his back shoulder blade was injured, as well as the toiletries in the shopping bag...... She grabbed her phone from the bedside table and clicked on the call log icon.

An unfamiliar number lay there quietly, missing a call.

Staring at the eleven digits, for a long time, she pressed twice on her mobile phone, switched to 'new contact', typed in the three words of her little uncle, and pressed the OK button.

I lost my phone, rolled over on the bed and closed my eyes, and after a while, I suddenly sat up.

She opened the address book, flipped down a little bit, and found 'little uncle' at the end, which was placed abruptly and strangely with her friend's name.

After thinking about it, she changed the word 'little uncle' to one word - [he].

"It still seems a little weird......"

She muttered under her breath, flipped through the call logs, and sure enough, it was thought-provoking and quickly edited the contacts.

In the end, Yu Zhongxiao became 'that who' in her address book.

It's all right now, right?!

Ye Hehuan lay on the bed satisfied, his hands and feet wide open, but after a while, he took the phone again.

People were injured in order to save her, so it should be normal to send a text message to care about her, right?

Lying on the pillow, with his feet crossed, his thin white fingers skillfully tapped up and down on the keyboard, and made up a text message.

[Little uncle, have you rested? I'm Ye Hehuan. 】

After pressing the send button, she began to regret it again, it was almost early in the morning, if he had already fallen asleep, wouldn't she have woken him up again?

Staring at the dimming screen, fifteen minutes passed, and there was no reply.

Are you really asleep?

Ye Hehuan put the phone back on the bedside table, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, closed his eyes, but his consciousness became clearer and clearer.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, without the slightest feeling of sleepiness, and looked sideways at the phone from time to time, she wanted it to vibrate, but she was a little afraid that it would vibrate.

A very ambivalent mentality.

I don't know how long later, when she was drowsy, the phone buzzed, and the fluorescent screen illuminated the corner of the bed.

Ye Hehuan leaned over and took the mobile phone to him, and an unread text message was displayed on the screen, she clicked on it, and it was sent by Yu Zhongxiao.

[Just in the shower, something? 】

She looked at his reply, thinking to herself that if this word came out of his mouth, it should be a low, flat voice.

Perhaps, with a nasal and hoarse voice of a cold.

Ye Hehuan leaned against the head of the bed with his mobile phone, unable to say how he was feeling at the moment, a little subtle and a little at a loss.

[Don't forget to eat dinner, and remember to treat the shoulder wound.] 】

After compiling it, she felt that the tone was wrong, so she added the words 'little uncle' at the front, and sent it only after making sure it was correct.

This time I got a quick reply.

Ye Hehuan clicked on, and there was only one word-[Hmm.] 】

After that, there was no response from the phone.

She couldn't help but wonder if she had disturbed him, and began to speculate that the text message he replied to was short, obviously unwilling to talk more, was it because Han Jingqiu had returned from a business trip?

If that's the case, isn't it interesting to text now?

How often do couples get together, you still get together, it's strange that people will give you a good attitude, and it's polite to reply to you......

Thinking of this, Ye Hehuan fell on the bed, covered his head with the quilt in annoyance, turned back and forth, and suddenly felt that he was as stupid as a pig.

Out of sight, she turned off her phone and threw it away.

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A large, well-defined hand rubbed back and forth on her waist, with a scorching temperature, piercing the night and deep into her bone marrow.

Ye Hehuan opened his eyes in a daze, turned on the light, turned his head, and turned into Yu Zhongxiao, who was lying on the bed on his side next to him.

With one hand on his head and the other on her waist, he was staring intently into her eyes.

Looking at each other, Ye Hehuan's first reaction was to retreat, and as soon as his body touched the edge of the bed, Yu Zhongxiao was suddenly

Reaching out and pulling her back to the center of the bed, he turned over, pressed on top of her, his elbows supporting his weight, lowered his head, and his deep eyes fixed on her red face: "Where do you want to go?" ”

Isn't she in the Qin family? How did he end up here? Is it a dream?

Ye Hehuan's eyes rolled around, and all he saw was the layout of the Qin family's guest room, and the man's low voice was in his ears: "Didn't you call me here?" ”

How can it be......

"Don't believe it, look at the text messages you sent, which girl's family has nothing to do with texting men in the middle of the night?"

Ye Hehuan's chest rose and fell, Yu Zhongxiao smiled in his eyes, suddenly bent his head, and when the four lip flaps touched, her whole body trembled, and her fingers tightened the sheets.

She was overwhelmed by an experience she had never had before......

The moist touch on the lips, and the numbness of being sucked/sucked vigorously, he pried open her teeth, kissed her tenderly, raised his right hand, and ripped the hair stuck to her cheeks, and whispered in her ear: "Huanhuan...... Huanhuan ......"

"Little uncle...... Don't do that...... No...... Uncle's ......"

His hand slowly went down, reaching the edge of her pajama pants, and he was about to touch it, Ye Hehuan's skin was hot every inch, and he was excited, his hands were against his strong chest, he turned his face to the side, and panted: "Little uncle, we can't do this...... Don't be a little uncle...... I won't betray Ayu's ......"

The big hand that holds the gun all the year round is strong and powerful, with a rough callus, which makes her tremble uncontrollably, and her panting voice becomes charming and sultry: "Little uncle...... Hmm~"

She bit her lip to keep herself from making a blushing sound, and clutched the edge of the bed, her body extremely uncomfortable.

The whole bed shook slightly......

Ye He opened her eyes happily, and it was not the man's deep and moving eyes, but a pair of lewd dog eyes that narrowed into slits, and a dog barked in her ears, and then the corners of her mouth were licked by the warm dog tongue: "Wangwang!" ”

Her shaggy tail swept over her belly button as she had been exposed from her pajamas, just like the touch of being stroked in a dream......

A man and a dog, silently looking at each other.

The room was silent for five seconds, and the girl's angry scream erupted: "Qin Shousheng, take your 'osmanthus' away!" ”

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Qin Shousheng was squatting on a chair in the dining room eating breakfast, and when he heard the roar, he looked left and right, and the fat Shar Pei dog had long been missing from the plate of dog food.

With a sandwich in his mouth, he hurried upstairs with a cotton drag, for fear that it would be slow and the life of 'Osmanthus' was in danger.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a pillow came to him, and Qin Shousheng's eyes flashed open.

Turning his face-

He saw a terrifying scene.

'Osmanthus' two front hooves hugged the bed rails tightly, screaming, extremely miserable, Ye Hehuan was wearing a cloak, gritting his teeth, pulling one of the fat dog's hind legs, trying to throw it down from the window.

Seeing that the master was coming, the 'osmanthus' screamed even more miserably, and the narrowed eyes flashed with joy.

"Ouch, auntie, how did my 'osmanthus' recruit you?" Qin Shousheng hurriedly went over to persuade him.

Ye Hehuan glared at him, let go of his hand, snorted coldly, stepped on the cold floor, went to the bathroom, and closed the door with a loud sound.

'Osmanthus' was frightened, wagged the dog's tail, and ran to Qin Shousheng's feet to 'woo' for comfort.

Qin Shousheng squatted down, pointed at its wrinkled head with his fingers, and said in a suppressed voice: "How many times have I told you, don't provoke female bullies, don't listen, you will suffer." ”

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In the bathroom, Ye Hehuan stood in front of the washbasin and poured cold water on his still hot face seven or eight times in a row.

What kind of messy dreams are this......

She looked at herself in the mirror with her eyes flashing, and a sense of shame arose, only to feel a terrible headache, Ye Hehuan, who are you dreaming of, but dreaming of him?

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Ye Hehuan dangled out of the bathroom, and Qin Shousheng was teasing 'Osmanthus' to eat sandwiches.

As soon as the fat dog saw her, the fox barked majestically, and the little squint burst out with resentful eyes, and when Ye Hehuan looked over gloomily, it ran away.

Screaming miserably while running downstairs with his butt twisted.

Qin Shousheng got up with a smile and dusted off the dog hair on his body: "What's the matter, it's so angry when you get in bed together?" ”

Ye Hehuan grimaced, raised his chin slightly, and returned to the room proudly.

The nanny had already washed all the clothes she had changed from yesterday and sent them over, as well as the black coat, which had also been folded and placed on the bed.

She stared at her coat until there was a knock on the door outside, then she pulled back her drifting thoughts and picked up her clothes to change into.

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After having breakfast at Qin's house, Ye Hehuan didn't let Qin Shousheng send it, and took a taxi to the compound by himself.

She borrowed a down jacket from Qin Shousheng to wear, and as for the black coat, she put it into a paper bag and carried it home with the bag of snacks.

Han family, as soon as Ye Hehuan entered, he saw Han Jingqiu reading a magazine in the living room with her legs folded.

Han Jingqiu's mood seemed to be very good, the red spots on her face had disappeared a lot, humming a song, even if she looked up and saw her, she didn't have any displeasure, she turned her head and rushed to the kitchen and said, "Sister-in-law Tang, is my slimming soup ready?" ”

Yu Zhongxiao doesn't seem to be there

Family.

Ye Hehuan didn't hand over the coat to Han Jingqiu, and went upstairs to go back to the room.

When she closed the door, she heard Han Jingqiu talking downstairs, sweet and happy voice: "Husband, will you come back for dinner at noon?" …… And what about that night? ”

Thinking of Han Jingqiu's derailment, Ye Hehuan pursed the corners of his mouth, and just wanted to sympathize with a certain green-haired turtle, he rolled his eyes again.

People are happy, I want you to be a poor fart.

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Han Lao played chess at a friend's house all morning.

As soon as he got home, he called Ye Hehuan to the study, saw the injury at the corner of her mouth, and frowned: "Okay, why are you injured again?" ”

"Didn't it snow last night, I didn't pay attention, I fell." Ye Hehuan insisted on this statement.

Han Lao sighed: "Reckless all day long, you said that you are alone abroad, how can I, who is my grandfather, not worry about you?" ”

"Isn't that all right for me?" Ye Hehuan squatted next to the old man, holding his hand as rough as old bark, raised his little face, and smiled at the corner of his lips: "Before, it was me who was wrong, and I will call you every week in the future, okay?" ”

"Now that you're back, why are you going again?" Han Lao heard what she meant, and immediately turned on a tiger face.

Ye Hehuan pretended to be surprised and said: "Have you forgotten, I still have to go to school, don't worry, when I graduate from college, I will return to China." ”

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Coming out of the study, Ye Hehuan remembered that it seemed that Ye Zanwen had said that he would let her take today's flight back to Vancouver.

The phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the caller ID, there was a mocking smile on the corner of her lips, and she picked it up and said with a smile: "Boss Ye, are you here to urge me to pack my luggage?" ”

"I asked the secretary to change the ticket for three days, and I will accompany your grandfather at Han's house."

Three days later.

Ye Hehuan pursed the corners of his lips and thanked Dade verbally: "Thank you, Boss Ye, for thinking so much about my grandfather." ”

"Is this the tone in which you speak to your father?" Ye Zanwen heard her yin and yang weird tone, couldn't suppress his anger, and reprimanded him coldly.

"Otherwise, you want me to learn Ye Jingyu, okay, hello Dad, goodbye Dad."

Without waiting for Ye Zanwen's anger to hit, Ye Hehuan directly cut off the phone, snorted coldly, threw the phone on the bed, and lay on the sofa himself.

Whoever loves to serve and shouts father.

After a while, Fan Tiantian's phone also came, and Ye Hehuan picked it up, feeling weak: "What are you doing." ”

"Of course I'm looking for you to come out and play, Julie, old place, are you coming?" The passionate and swaying music almost covered Fan Tiantian's shouting.

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Scent/Bar is a bar opened by Fan Tiantian's brother, Fan Zheyuan.

Like many entertainment venues, this bar has its own private rooms, and naturally there are so-called 'young masters' and 'princesses'.

Ye Hehuan sat on the sofa, biting a straw, drinking a cocktail, crossing Erlang's legs, occasionally plucking a peanut, lacking interest, but Fan Tiantian, dressed as a bad girl, holding a 'little fresh meat' in one hand and a microphone in the other, howling: "Fly to your bed......"

After the song, Fan Tiantian let go of the handsome little handsome guy, sat down next to Ye Hehuan, and pushed her with his arm.

"Do you think we'll be able to play happily together? Every time you come back, the person who helped you order doesn't even touch your little hand. ”

"I'm a married woman, unlike you."

"Yo, the married woman is still here?" Fan Tiantian wanted to tease her again, and beckoned to another handsome little guy sitting next to her: "Come on, Miss Ye, who accompanies us, will serve her comfortably, and it will be okay to eat and drink spicy food in the future." ”

Ye Hehuan raised his head and glanced at the fair-skinned and slender boy, but the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?" Fan Tiantian asked.

"What kind of vision do you have, how do you pick something that is neither male nor female." Ye He despised her.

Fan Tiantian squirted out a mouthful of soda and slapped her leg hard: "Before, didn't you like this kind of thing too?" Now I'm here. I said, you're not normal these days......"

"You're not normal." Ye Hehuan glanced at her and stood up.

Fan Tiantian raised his head: "Where are you going?" ”

Ye Hehuan looked at the smoky box, and stayed in it upset: "Go out for a walk." ”

Fan Tiantian lost the microphone and went out with her in a hurry, the two walked around, and when they were bored, they simply went to Fan Zheyuan to play.

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There was deafening rock 'n' roll in the bar, and people swaying wildly on the dance floor.

Fan Zheyuan is not only the boss, but also the bartender of the bar, Ye Hehuan and Fan Tiantian sat down in front of the bar and asked for a glass of whiskey.

"Little sister, it's better not to drink such strong wine."

Fan Tiantian snorted and slapped a credit card on the bar: "What so much nonsense, just give you money." ”

Fan Zheyuan was quite helpless, so he mixed two glasses of whiskey with a lower strength and gave it to his two disobedient sisters, and instructed him by the way: "Go back at night, don't drive by yourself." ”

This sentence was actually specially said to Ye Hehuan.

Ye and Huandian

Nodding his head, he grinned at him: "I know, Brother Zheyuan, I just took a taxi here." ”

Fan Tiantian stared intently at the platform in the center of the dance floor, on which stood a sexy masked girl dancing pole dance, and after watching for a while, she complained to Fan Zheyuan: "Why do you hire anyone, even me, and I dance better than her." ”

"Then you go up and jump." Fan Zheyuan knows his sister's temperament, and his mouth can say dead.

Fan Tiantian pursed the corners of his mouth, with a look of disdain: "Killing chickens with a knife, at this level, Julie can compare her to the ground." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to stare at Ye Hehuan, her eyes reflective: "Julie, I haven't seen you dance for a long time, can you go up and try it?" ”

"Don't." Ye Hehuan refused without giving face.

"Ouch, why are you going, you don't know, at the beginning, your dancing posture still lingers in my mind."

"No, no."

Fan Tiantian gritted his teeth and approached Ye Hehuan's ears: "If you don't go, I'll tell you about stuffing cotton pads into your bra, in fact, you only have a B cup/cup!" ”

Ye Hehuan covered her mouth, and Fan Tiantian opened his mouth to bite her.

Fan Zheyuan said beside him: "It's okay to go up and play for a while, I'm the boss here, and no one will embarrass you." ”

Ye Hehuan looked at the dance floor, Fan Tiantian kept instigating beside him: "If you win, I will give you the blue and white porcelain that my father bought last time, didn't you say last time that Yan Yu's father likes to collect this kind of porcelain?" ”

"Deal!" Ye Hehuan responded in one breath, and the two of them high-fived, for fear that Fan Tiantian would regret it, and said, "I'll go to your house tomorrow to get it." ”

Fan Tiantian took off his high heels, kicked them to Ye Hehuan, and blinked ambiguously: "It's good to wear this jump, otherwise you won't count." ”

"Done." Ye He happily changed his shoes and got up and walked towards the dance floor.

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Ye Hehuan, who drank most of the glass of whiskey, was a little drunk, and after the dancer stepped off the stage, she pressed the table with one hand and jumped up.

At a distance, Fan Tiantian was already whistling and coaxing.

The music in the audience also stopped suddenly.

Not only the people on the dance floor who were waving their hands, but even those sitting there drinking and chatting looked over one after another.

In Vancouver, when he was most rebellious, Ye Hehuan also danced in a bar.

At this moment, being watched by everyone, coupled with the alcohol in her body, she gestured to the DJ, Britney Spears's "Baby/One/More/time" suddenly sounded, Ye Hehuan grabbed the steel pipe with one hand, and shook the waist-length long black hair......

At this time, there are very few good pole dancers in China, and for a while, many people came to watch.

Ye Hehuan held the steel pipe with both hands, walked around the stage with catwalks, and suddenly turned around, raised his slender legs, and easily made a straight iron, soft and boneless body, pulled into a straight line against the steel pipe, and the audience instantly erupted into applause, and the sexy posture made many men almost gush out of their noses.

Her legs suddenly hooked the steel pipe, grabbed the steel pipe with both hands, and came to a difficult maneuver, and in a blink of an eye, she came to a wavy iron, hooking, hanging upside down, winding the pipe, big V, flipping...... The whole person seemed to have become one with the steel pipe.

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The author can hold up the microphone: "Interview, Huanhuan, I forgot to tell you just now, the second brother is watching from the audience." ”

Poof!

What about the people on stage?