The strongest crow mouth system

Bian Haoren felt that he had suffered the deepest insult since he was a child.

He looked angrily at the strong man and the pseudo-mother, suppressed the urge to throw the nightgown on the man's face, looked around, found paper and pen on the table, and quickly wrote a sentence with a pen on his face angrily .

The line is: "Today I want to play with a little mystery."

When the brawny man and woman heard it, she immediately burst out laughing and said, "Okay, Furong, you know how to play with these guests' hearts, and when the time comes, let's say, whoever pays more money, you take off your mask, How about giving him a dance alone?"

WTF?Hibiscus?Dance?Fuck it, Bian Haoren's whole body is not good, where did he land?
Could it be...the Cowherd's shop?But the cowherd has to put on heavy makeup now?It seems that not only small fresh meat is popular, there is also a market for this kind of strong man and pseudo-mother.

At this time, the strong man and the fake mother pulled him and said, "Let's go, it's your turn."

Good man Bian: "..."

Opening?What's the opening?Opening dance?
While Bian Haoren was thinking, he was dragged out by the strong man and his wife. He had a bad intuition, and was about to take advantage of his unpreparedness and pick up a chair to knock him unconscious, but when the door opened, Bian Haoren was completely stupid!

I saw more than a dozen muscular strong men standing at the door, and each of these strong men was also heavily made up. The moment they saw him carrying a chair, they all showed surprise expressions. The strong man who was pulling him At this time, he also noticed the strangeness, and turned to look at Bian Haoren.

Bian Haoren immediately put down the chair, and then leaned on the chair and twisted his waist. The strong man and the puppet nodded and said, "Yes, I want to do a chair dance today? You really know how to change tricks."

As he said that, he patted Haoren Bian's buttocks, showing a wretched smile.

Good man Bian: "..."

He suddenly felt the dark clouds covering the top, and he finally understood, this your mother is not a cowboy's shop, but a men's shop!
Bian Haoren thought desperately: "The last time I ran into two men live broadcasting live, this time I became a little girl in Wanhua Gong, the beauty of the system, I just want to ask you, how fucking rotten are you!"

The beauty of the system smiled triumphantly and said, "Who made you mess with women, this is my punishment for you. You are a troublesome woman, please accept your punishment obediently."

Good man Bian wanted to cry, but he thought that if the system was a game, he would click to uninstall it without hesitation, saving his heart and body.

Although resentment, but life still has to live.

He followed the group of strong men obediently and walked forward. At this moment, he heard very enthusiastic cheers outside, as if the audience were cheering.

Sure enough, he quickly followed the group to the back of a stage. While waiting, he saw a blue-eyed, blue-haired man wearing a red hot red dress, dancing pole dance.

That's right, it's steel!Tube!dance!
This man is not strong, on the contrary, his figure is very soft and beautiful, and the beauty of the pole dancing is beyond the beauty of ballet, and those people cheering wildly in the audience are all men.

Bian Haoren knew that he had guessed right before, and he couldn't help but feel that the chrysanthemums were broken and the ground was covered with injuries, especially when he saw someone throwing roses at this man, he felt like he saw the ancient Yihong Court choosing the oiran.

Good man Bian looked at the time and thought, "It doesn't matter, two hours, just bear with it and it will pass. Old men, don't you want to watch me dance? I will dance for you!"

After a while, the blond foreigner finished dancing, and when he stepped off the stage, Bian Haoren heard everyone applaud in unison and shouted: "Furong! Furong! Furong!"

The strong man and his wife patted Bian Haoren and said, "Go up, everyone is looking forward to it."

Good man Bian looked at the man coolly, and said in his heart: "You let me do this, don't blame me for messing things up."

Bian Haoren thought about it, and with a heroic mentality, he dragged the bench and walked slowly towards the stage.

The strong man and his wife frowned and looked at him, always feeling that he was not going up to dance, but rather like going up to die.

As soon as Bian Haoren appeared on the stage, the original shouting disappeared in an instant, replaced by everyone's expressions of surprise or dissatisfaction, and someone shouted: "What's the matter, it's wrapped like this, how can we look at our faces?"

"I want to see Furong's face!"

"I want to see Furong in a skirt!"

"I want to see Fu Rong's chest muscles!"

Good man Bian: "..."

Guys, is a woman's body not soft or fragrant enough, is the game not difficult enough or exaggerated enough, tell me, why do you despair of this world?
At this time, the host hurried up and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't get excited. Everyone knows that Furong has a weird personality. As for him, he wants to play a game with everyone today. He will do it for whoever gets the most rewards later." Take off the mask and give him a dance."

When everyone heard this, they stopped making trouble immediately, and someone said: "Fu Rong, I am your loyal fan, please give me a dance alone tonight!"

The host laughed and said, "That depends on whether this gentleman can afford the money."

"I have plenty of money!" the man said almost crazily.

Bian Haoren behind the mask rolled his eyes fiercely, and then, the music started, and everyone looked at him expectantly, wanting to see how he would dance on the bench.

Bian Haoren, who is a dead horse as a living horse doctor, started to dance wildly with a chair.

Isn't it just dancing?He will too!

While Bian Haoren was thinking, he danced the seventh set of radio gymnastics.

"One two three four, two two three four, spin and jump, hehehe..."

He firmly believes that every skill has its own use. You see, isn't the seventh set of radio gymnastics that has been lying quietly in the skill column come in handy?
The cheers from the audience gradually disappeared, replaced by the stunned stares of everyone. No one could understand why Fu Rong, who was usually the best dancer, suddenly became such a fool.

Some people even thought in their hearts: "Sao Nian, you look like a mentally retarded person when you wriggle hard."

But Bian Haoren actually felt a sense of relaxation in the cheerful music, and he was high when he was dancing.

The surrounding big screens are full of him bouncing around.

The group of people watching in the background were not calm anymore, the foreigner said: "Boss, do you really think this guy is Furong?"

This was said to the strong man and the fake mother.

The strong man and pseudo-mother also realized that she might have identified the wrong person, and then recalled all the suspicious things about Bian Haoren, and immediately scolded: "Grass, this person is not Furong, so why is he in Furong's dressing room? You know, Furong's dressing room Normally, no one is allowed in."

"Maybe it's a thief," said the foreigner.

The strong man and the fake mother cursed and rushed forward.

From the corner of his eyes, Bian Haoren caught sight of the strong man and the hypocrite rushing up murderously. He was in a bad mood and ran away without thinking. However, other people also chased after him.

All of a sudden, the pillars of the entire store appeared on the stage, and the audience, who were not interested in it, suddenly shouted excitedly, and everyone shouted excitedly for their male god.

Seeing that the road on the stage was blocked, Bian Haoren suddenly rushed to the stage with an idea.

The stage is not high, so he can jump off, he jumped and said: "Everyone make room for me, we are competing, if I can win today, I will accompany ten people for free tonight, listen, ten! So , stop them!"

Although he did not perform well today, the audience still did not doubt his identity. Hearing this, everyone was so excited that they rushed towards those who were chasing him.

The scene instantly became chaotic, and Bian Haoren relied on his agility to quickly pass through the crowd and rushed to the gate abruptly.

At this time, the security guard at the gate didn't know what happened, but felt that today was a very chaotic day. Just as he was about to go up to join in the fun, he heard Bian Haoren yelling "Fire" and then ran away in front of them in a fair manner.

When the security guards heard that there was a fire, they didn't bother to chase him, so they rushed in immediately. When they found out that they had been cheated, he had already run far away.

Good man Bian ran all the way until he felt safe, then he turned into an alley and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

The punishment this time was too fucking exciting, Bian Haoren felt that he should never annoy the beauties of the system again, otherwise, he would die!

Good man Bian clutched his butt, thinking that he was finally lucky to keep the chrysanthemum this time.