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Chapter 2189 Allow all your arrogance
Before the music started, Lin Zhaoxia supported the slender steel pipe with her slender fingertips, and her tall body leaned slightly against the steel pipe.

The slim black clothes undoubtedly showed off her good figure.

With such a simple action, a series of whistles were fired from below.

Even before it officially started, the atmosphere was already directly mobilized by Lin Zhaoxia's actions.

Qingyan sat down and watched with great interest, and whistled an incomparably loud whistle by the way: "It's interesting~"

"What's it like for a boy to jump on the pole?" Ren Qiaofeng was most curious about this.

But what he was more curious about was, "Lin Zhaoxia can dance?"

"I don't know if I can dance or not," Ye Jin replied truthfully, "As long as it's lively enough, it's enough. However, if you Ren Qiaofeng wants to give a demonstration move, it's also good. I think Yang Moyan and Lin Zhaoxia will be very happy .”

"Are you kidding me?" Ren Qiaofeng stepped back immediately, pulling Qiao Yu over, "Yu, Ye Jin said, let's do a demonstration."

Qiao Yu was baffled when he was dragged over, "What demonstration?" 1
The bar is very noisy, even though their place has a good view and the location is cold.

But it's still talking to each other. Those who are closer are better, and those who are far away need to shout twice to hear them.

Just now, Qiao Yu was standing a little far away from Ren Qiaofeng and Ye Jin, but now he was suddenly dragged by Ren Qiaofeng, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Ren Qiaofeng raised his eyebrows wickedly, and pointed to the stage over there, "Here, a demonstration of pole dancing."

"I think you are just right, after all, you have learned to dance," Qiao Yu said bluntly, "Auntie told me that you won an international dance award two years ago. Pole dancing is difficult I won’t fail you. Go ahead, Feng, I look forward to your demonstration.”

Ren Qiaofeng: "Qiao Yu, I find that you are really in debt."

Ye Jin witnessed the whole process and laughed for a long time.

It's not scary to complain about anything, the most fearful thing is the official complaints.

When the explosive music sounded, several people stopped talking and looked forward one after another.

On the stage, Lin Zhaoxia stepped on a few catwalks. Her waist was very soft. After walking around the steel pipe a few times, she suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Young Master Yang's arm not far away.

Yang Moyan raised his eyes slightly, his gaze shallow.

Lin Zhaoxia half-closed her eyes at him, and two seconds later, the corners of her lips raised, and she said: "Dance, come on?"

Yang Moyan shook her hand instead, and walked over in a few steps.

Lin Zhaoxia lowered her voice and whispered close to her face: "The two-person pole dance that was agreed, can't let your little brother fight alone, can it? It's in full view, don't you give me some face?"

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows under the mask, raised his hand and clasped the man's waist, and lowered his voice at the same time, "It's getting skinnier, huh?"

"What should I do, it's just so skinny," Lin Zhaoxia smiled, the corners of her lips curled up with a hint of beating: "But you still spoil me, don't you?"

"Heh..." Yang Moyan laughed in a low voice, and his low magnetic voice was very nice, "All your arrogance is allowed."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, and answered fluently: "That's interesting, young master."

The explosive music was exploding in my ears, and the audience was shouting and whistling.

The two whispered for a while as if no one was there, which caused the people below to shout like a carnival at a midnight venue.

(End of this chapter)