Before that, Jian Anning didn't know if it was because she had drunk too much, anyway, in the end, she was dizzy, her eyes were dizzy, the whole bar was turned upside down, and the figures and lights kept jumping and whirling in front of her, her eyes widened, but she didn't seem to be able to see anything clearly. All the scenery is like a mirage floating in the air.

Since her father's death, she has really been depressed for too long over the years. To hell with what Yu Zexiao, what marriage, what family! Just remember that she wants to be happy, she wants to be happy, and she wants to forget all her troubles and sorrows.

She felt hot, so she took off her coat and ripped off the headband. She forgot that her dress was a backless petticoat with a skirt that was only three inches below the PP. At this moment, her temperament has changed, and when her eyes are wandering, a smoky and flattering posture comes to her face, which is even more graceful than Zhao Ziyin, who is wearing heavy makeup. In the ambiguous lights of the dance hall, the whole body exudes the lazy and charming temperament of urban beauty.

Although Jian Anning studied economic management, since she was a child, her father also sent her to study ballet in order to cultivate her interest. At this moment, she is standing in the center of the stage, with the projection of highlights above and thousands of urban men and women below, and the music is shaking the sky. Charming faces, misty eyes, moving dancing, illusory, ethereal, yet blurry, eyes full of chaotic neon lights, ears full of deafening music and crazy laughter.

At the end of the song, she was sweating profusely, and the smell of alcohol was dispersing, as if the little darkness suppressed in her bones had been released. Just as she was about to go down, suddenly a hand grabbed her bare legs!

Jian Anning screamed in fright, took a step back, and saw that it was a short, stocky, sturdy, bald-headed man who climbed up. He jumped from the stage to the stage, the horizontal flesh on his face was red under the illumination of the light because of the stimulation of alcohol, and his tattooed arm grabbed Jian Anning's arm and dragged him to his side.

Although Jian Anning had played in nightclubs abroad in the past, the people who laughed with her were all children of wealthy families from good backgrounds, and if she didn't want to, others wouldn't force her.

The bald man in front of him, hehe, smiled, hugged her arm tightly, and the Jian Anning in his eyes faded away from the serious appearance of his usual work, charming like a ripe peach, which made him greedy, and eagerly lowered his face to kiss her.

At this moment, Jian Anning woke up completely frightened, and the bald head that was getting closer and closer to the strange light above his head was extremely hideous, almost reflexively, he raised his hand and slapped it.

This beating, but it stabbed the hornet's nest, the bald head may have been used to being arrogant, drank again, and was slapped in the face, and instantly became angry! As soon as he raised his hand, he called several younger brothers at once, jumped on the stage, and wanted to pull Jian Anning down!

Jian Anning also had Zhao Ziyin by her side, and immediately came up to help when she saw this. But how can two women be opponents of several big men? The other party pulled and pulled, and also dragged Zhao Ziyin down.

Just when I didn't know what to do, suddenly a figure jumped on the stage and punched the bald man hard, it was Yu Zexiao!

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