Yaoyao couldn't help but clap her hands and started applauding...
When it was Yaoyao's turn to appear, Ziyi had already arranged the props in an orderly manner.
On the stage, two rows of big red drums were arranged one after another, with some flower-shaped braziers stacked in the middle. The fire was so strong that it lit up people's eyes.
The most eye-catching thing is the pole in the middle of the flower shape, because the handsome guy hanging on the top of the pole is Leng Haofeng! Apparently he changed into a black outfit, which made his handsome face even more dazzling... His cool temperament and
The fire was a stark contrast…
Leng Haofeng glanced at Yaoyao expressionlessly, his cold face showing no enthusiasm at all. He casually raised the corner of his mouth and said to Yaoyao: "Miss Qingyan, think twice before doing anything..."
"Think twice, is anything possible?" Yaoyao bit Leng Haofeng's ear crisply, blew a breath, and looked at Leng Haofeng's face turning red mischievously,
"Miss Qingyan, Leng doesn't have a lot of patience, I hope you can stop it!" Leng Haofeng said with gritted teeth.
Leng Haofeng is really scared! Nothing good will happen to him when he meets Nangong Yaoyao. This Qingyan girl seems to be just like Nangong Yaoyao. She is a dangerous body and cannot be approached... Just her stripes make him run naked.
He's going to be blacklisted, don't say anything, belittle him in public...
Yaoyao lightly jumped onto the edge of the brazier and walked gracefully to the middle of the fire.
Everyone stared in disbelief, not daring to breathe out, for fear of disturbing Yaoyao. By accident, Yaoyao slipped and fell into the brazier, burning the mysterious oiran into ashes...
As Yaoyao waved his hand, he threw out the ball in his sleeve and hit it on the drum surface. Yaoyao's figure was also on the brazier, taking advantage of Qinggong to dance gracefully.
Yaoyao used Leng Haofeng's beautiful mannequin from time to time to pose in difficult poses, but her hands kept beating on the drum head, performing a lively lustful performance with a tight rhythm and passion.
A living drama of rebirth and nirvana...
In the end, Yaoyao hooked up with Leng Haofeng and flew around the pole, with fluttering clothes, handsome men and beauties... What a beautiful picture!
If the long sleeves hadn't fallen into the brazier and emitted a burnt smell...