Phoenix Dance's song is beautiful.
Actually, it's just striptease _(:з]∠)_
With a blank expression, he turned to Wen Qi.
"If I said it was all because I was young and naive, and that I thought it was very artistic, that's why I gave it some, would you believe me?"
Wen Qi laughed.
She gently stroked his neck.
She was very gentle, so gentle that Luo Ling shrank back in fear.
Wen Qi seemed oblivious, pinching the soft, white flesh of her neck with an ambiguous expression.
"Luo Xiaoling, what do you think?"
Luo Ling moved her lips slightly, making a very soft sound.
"I think it's believable."
"Hehe..." Wen Qi's deep voice was full of magnetism.
The quiet room was especially inviting.
The dancers who had just entered all looked at him with burning eyes.
To have such a private room on the top floor.
It is clear that his identity must be extraordinary.
Although it was the person in that man's arms who made the selection, it was clear that the man was the one in charge.
But Ya fans are really useless; what good is being the top star?
They're still just sitting on the sidelines.
"Sir, the ladies are ready. Let us put on a show for you."
The woman at the head of the group stepped forward, exuding charm.
She spoke in a high-pitched, delicate voice.
His gaze never left Wen Qi.
Luo Ling was displeased.
She grabbed the man's tie and pulled him behind her.
"My men are here to gouge out your eyes."
Its expression was fierce, like a wolf cub whose food had been stolen.
Surprisingly, it's very cute.
Wen Qi pressed his fingers to his lips, a slight vibration emanating from his chest.
It was very rhythmic and made it exceptionally pleasant.
His little rascal always finds a way to hurt him.Like right now.
He should be angry that he went to see those women.
But his possessiveness was so strong that he wanted to hold him close to his heart.
She didn't even have time to be angry with him.
Why.
Yami silently gave Luo Ling a thumbs up.
This skill of smoothing hair.
MAX.
I'm giving it my real name as a shout-out.
The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, and the manager wiped his forehead.
He chuckled awkwardly and tried to smooth things over: "It's a misunderstanding, haha, it's all a misunderstanding. You guys, be quiet and don't spoil the guests' fun."
The indirect warning made the dancers behave themselves a bit.
He wasn't staring directly at Wen Qi.
However, Luo Ling was still unhappy.
He waved his hand, his tone impatient.
"Take it away, take it away, it's an eyesore."
She turned to her own man and complained very righteously.
"None of them are as good-looking as my man, and they charge such a high price. It's such a rip-off to consumers."
Wen Qi: "...Have you considered me when you compare me to them like this?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Ling immediately gave her a kiss.
After kissing the left side, kiss the right side.
Finally, they even did it on the lips.
Look the other person in the eye openly and speak with deep affection.
"In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people: you and everyone else."
"Therefore, they have no hierarchy, and you are the supreme being."
The flame of frustration flickered and flared up.
It's dead.
Wen Qi felt an intense heat in his chest, as if something inside was eager to jump out.
She held him tightly, inhaling his scent deeply.
How could there be such an adorable little rascal in this world?
It completely captivated him.
The fan next to him gave him a thumbs-up with an amazed look on his face.
This is the friend who, despite being the host, spent half the day playing games with him.
Their ability to court death is off the charts.
But her skill in smoothing hair is absolutely top-notch.
He is truly a role model for us all.
Write it down, write it down.
Luo Miao gave Ya Mi a smug look, and was just about to make a move.
He froze completely.
He seems to be...
I pressed something... something incredible.
"!"