Seeing her still pestle, Yi Beihan urged impatiently, and his tone was as cold as his name, like the ice of the North Pole.

"Don't make me say it a second time, hurry up and get me on the stage."

Xia Yan looked at the T-shaped catwalk over there with a frightened face, hesitating.

If you don't go up, you may be tortured to death by Yi Beihan, and if you go up and take off your clothes in front of so many two-colored-squinting-squinting eyes in front of the audience, it is better to simply die.

"I'm not going up!"

Xia Yan glared at him, opened his mouth to refuse, and looked dead with a look on his face.

Today, I was even taken aback, and my jaws of these brothers were about to fall to the ground!

It's definitely the first time I've seen someone dare to contradict their boss, and it's a woman, I can only say that this woman is really tired and crooked.

Yi Beihan reached out and grabbed her wrist, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

"Say it again."

If you dare to say it again, he will dare to break your wrist!

His wrist hurt from his accumulation, Xia Yan bit his lip, but he didn't scream.

"I'm asking you again, to go up or not to go up?"

Yi Beihan gritted his teeth and issued an ultimatum.

Xia Yan felt that as long as he exerted a little force, his wrist would be broken, his palm-sized face was twisted into a ball due to pain, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"I'll go, I'll go."

In the end, it was a compromise!

She despised herself and was so afraid of death.

She was just unwilling, unwilling to be tortured to death by this pervert so easily.

She grew up in an orphanage without a father or mother, and she has escaped death many times and picked up a life, and she can't just give it away.

She has not yet fulfilled her filial piety under the knees of Li Lao-Shi, who regards herself as her own......

The corners of Xia Yan's mouth raised a bitter smile slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the huge catwalk, Yi Beihan looked at her petite and thin back, and suddenly felt a trace of unbearability in his heart.

Damn it! She doesn't deserve her pity at all.

"Xia Yan?"

Xia Yan was expressionless, disheartened and walked towards the catwalk, passing by the dance floor, a young man of the same age as her, thin and tall, and with beautiful eyebrows, suddenly appeared in the crowd shaking his head.

When the young man saw her, he was surprised.

"Xia Yan, why are you here too? What a coincidence. ”

Thinking that she has always been a good student in her mind, it is hard to imagine meeting her in this kind of nightlife venue.

"Zhou Zhen?"

After Xia Yan saw the other party's face clearly, his expression froze.

"Are you alone? Why don't I invite you to a drink? ”

Zhou Zhen invited with a happy face.

"No, no, I still have some things, you play first."

After Xia Yan hurriedly refused, he fled into the crowd of people who were frantic and twisted his waist and limbs, he really never expected to meet his classmates here.

Maybe she's not the only classmate in the crowd!

Oh my! How can she do that kind of dance with her face in front of her classmates?

The steps down the catwalk suddenly stopped, and now is not the best chance to escape?

Anyway, she has nothing to worry about, she ran away from the Dragon King and didn't want the temple, why didn't she run away?

"Xia Yan, what are you running? Are you afraid that I won't be able to eat you? ”

Zhou Zhen, who was chasing after him, smiled warmly and said jokingly.

"Zhou Zhen, do you come here often?"

As he spoke, Xia Yan nervously glanced in the direction of Yi Beihan outside the edge of the dance floor, he was chatting with his brother next to him at the moment, as if he hadn't paid attention to her here.

"Economic ......"

Zhou Zhen was afraid that Xia Yan, who had been secretly in love for a long time, would misunderstand something, so he quickly changed his words.