Siheyuan: Fatty’s Counterattack

Banggeng's eyes gradually got used to the darkness, and he could finally see clearly. He saw that on the dance floor, close to him, several couples of men and women were hugging each other tightly!

Hiss~ Is this okay? The hug was so tight, and the body was gently swaying to the music, rubbing against each other...

Banggeng suddenly turned red and didn't dare to look at it anymore. If he looked at it again, his nose would bleed!

This "Brother Chu" look made the smiling tiger laugh repeatedly. He put his arm around Banggeng's shoulders and said to him: "This dance is like this. It doesn't require any skills. Just go up and hug it. But the other ones are like fast three, Slow Four, there are also waltzes, tangos...it requires skills. If you don't know how to do it and can't keep up with other people's steps, they won't play with you."

The eyes of the stick stalks are covered with mosquito coils. What are you exploring, tango?

In other words, Bangge is a country bumpkin who has never seen anything. If the fat man were here, he would probably have been unable to resist the line "Tango means dancing, dancing and walking...".

After about 3-5 minutes, the music ended.

The men and women on the dance floor also separated. Some walked in different directions, while others held hands and returned to the booth intimately.

You asked Bangge why his eyes suddenly changed so much. Isn’t this nonsense? Because the lights are on.

The smiling tiger walked inside with the stick in his hand, as if he was looking for someone.

After a while, they squeezed towards the place with the most people.

When he got closer, Banggeng saw that there were five or six men surrounding a woman.

The women were sitting, but they seemed to be aloof; they were standing, with their waists hunched over, each one licking and smiling, stretching out their hands, not knowing what they wanted to do.

The Smiling Tiger patted one of the men on the shoulder. The man turned back angrily and glared at the Smiling Tiger viciously.

Smiling Tiger didn't take it seriously, just pointed at the woman inside and said, "Together, together."

When these men saw that they had a dance partner, they could only leave in frustration.

On the contrary, it makes Banggeng useless.

He was ready just now. Although he had never seen this part of the dance hall before, he knew the mother-in-law very well!

People are filming, and you go up to "hero save the beauty", then don't talk about it, just fight first.

Unexpectedly, in the dance hall, these people left without even having to do anything...

Otherwise, he would still be alive in the [-]s.

In what era is it now, who is still taking action?

After these people left, Banggeng could clearly see what this woman looked like.

Beautiful, so beautiful! Just like those female stars on TV.

She had big waves and her face was obviously wearing makeup. Under the purple light, she looked even more seductive.

The woman still had a cigarette on her fingertips, and she would gently blow out a smoke ring from time to time.

The Smiling Tiger sat down next to her, and then called to Bangge: "Why are you still standing there? Sit down."

After sitting down, Smiling Tiger introduced: "My name is Sister Xia!"

BangGeng called out obediently: "Sister Xia."

The woman turned her head and glanced at him, then lost interest. She stared at the dance floor and asked the smiling tiger casually: "Is everything done?"

The smiling tiger touched his forehead: "Aren't you still worried about me doing things?"

The woman opened her red lips lightly: "You'd better get some snacks. If you fail and offend Mr. Li, I won't be able to protect you."

The smiling tiger nodded in agreement.

Banggeng was curious about who this Mr. Li was, who could actually make Sister Xia and Smiling Tiger in front of him walk on thin ice.

After smoking a cigarette, Sister Xia finally spoke to Banggan: "What's your name?"

Banggen quickly replied: "Sister Xia, my name is Jia Gen."

Sister Xia seemed to be choked. This name is so corny, just like others...

Sister Xia instantly lost interest in him and did not look at him seriously: "Have you been here before?"

Banggeng said shyly: "No, no..."

Sister Xia smiled: "It turns out it's still a baby. Since that's the case, just wait."

After saying that, he got up and went to the dance floor. After a while, a tall girl was pulled over.

Through the dim lights in the ballroom, Banggeng could clearly see the girl's appearance.

She looks to be about the same size as Sophora japonica, and she is of average length...

Well, the so-called "normal" means that she is too ordinary-looking, with nothing particularly conspicuous, but there is nothing that can be faulted.

Sister Xia pointed at the stick, then leaned close to her ear and said something unknown.

The girl came over and sat next to Banggan familiarly, and said to him, "Let's get to know each other. My name is Li Ping."

Banggeng replied hurriedly: "Hello, hello, my name is Jia Ge."

Li Ping suddenly had the same opinion as Sister Xia - old-fashioned!

But he didn't show it on his face, but asked him: "Can you dance?"

Banggeng confessed honestly: "No..."

Li Ping didn't care, and pulled up the stick generously: "Let's go, I'll teach you!"

"..."

After the two of them walked away, Sister Xia asked Xiaomianhu: "Where did you find such a straw hat? The total cost of this outfit is not more than 10 yuan. I think you are going back to Xiaomianhu!"

The smiling tiger's face instantly turned cold, and he grabbed the woman's chin without any scruples: "You Fengxia, did I give you a face? It seems that I need to remind you that you are just Boss Li. The tool under his hand is not his wife!”

It turns out that Sister Xia is You Fengxia.

You Fengxia has really been a little moody lately. Boss Li took her with him wherever he went, and the big bosses also gave her face. From time to time, she wanted to be Boss Li's home.

The Smiling Tiger's words today were like a bucket of ice water, cooling her down and calming her down.

She is more like a tool to prove a man's core value than a smiling tiger.

Well, a nifty tool, that's all.

You Fengxia looked at the Smiling Tiger aggrievedly, and she really felt pity for him. Then the Smiling Tiger let go of her chin, and an angry You Fengxia cursed in her heart: "Is this guy a man? "

Seeing that the girl had given in, the smiling tiger turned around and lay down on her lap as if no one else was around.

You Fengxia naturally helped him with acupressure. It seemed like the two of them were always cooperating, and everything seemed so natural.

While enjoying You Fengxia's service, Smiling Tiger said to her: "What do you know? Although this guy is a dog-meat and has no place on the table, he is connected with all aspects. Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu live in the same courtyard with him. Here, in terms of relatives, he has to call Xu Damao uncle, and his sister is married to the fat man’s cousin..."

You Fengxia exclaimed: "This guy has such a wide network of connections?"

The Smiling Tiger was very disdainful: "What's so wide? He's like a piece of dog shit."