Yi Tianhua watched his friend's expression change again and again, and remembered something that happened a few years ago that his friend had never forgotten. He was about to speak to comfort him.
But soon all his eyes, no, the eyes of the entire audience were suddenly focused on one place. That was the stage.
Along with the exciting rap music, women who looked like night elves slowly appeared in front of the audience from the middle of the stage. The audience could tell at a glance that the extremely charming woman among them was the one who had just performed.
A woman who has lived.
Suddenly, the whole place started to boil.
A middle-aged man held a bouquet of red roses and wanted to rush to the stage to give it to her, but bodyguards hidden in the crowd stopped him indifferently and did not let him interrupt the performance. The man had no choice but to dance while
He stood up, looked at her and yelled: "...I love you..."
Such sounds kept coming and going around them.
Gong Ruocang looked steadily at the special woman on the stage who was instantly remembered and attracted all the attention. She was half-veiled, making her look like a fatal temptation. Her red lips were exposed.
, fiery red and delicate, and her fragrant tongue stretched out to lick it ambiguously. Even a man would be fascinated by such a tease, not to mention her eyes. She wore thick smoky makeup, and her eyes were
The clear pool inside is silent, deep and alluring, like a huge whirlpool, attracting every man in the audience to sink deep into it.
Gong Ruocang had to admit that she was very different from the dancers he had seen before. She did have the ability to make men crazy about her. In fact, even he was almost attracted by those eyes, and he could hardly wake up.
.
She is like an extremely charming prostitute, seducing and tempting all men. However, in her erotic style, she has more elegance and purity than other women and other prostitutes, as if she came out of the mud and is unsullied, so
, these two extremely fatal charms combine to form a deep-rooted poppy poison that makes people fall in love so much that they can't stop loving it.
Looking around, the men were all looking at her slightly exposed white chest, slender neck, charming collarbone, and the large patch of snow-white behind her with fascinated expressions.
For some reason, Gong Ruocang felt a little unhappy. It was like someone else was looking at her things eagerly. Gong Ruocang didn't know why he was treating someone for the first time, and he couldn't even see her face clearly.
Women have such possessive feelings.
Tao Zhiyao regarded herself as a real dancer, twisting her waist to her heart's content while ogling the crazy crowd in the audience, showing her all kinds of charms and charms.
Tao Zhiyao imagined in her heart, hinting to herself that she was the poppy flower in the night, its scorching beauty, making people addicted and unable to stop. She also did it all, she said she was a dancer, she said she was a poppy flower
, she is it. This is her special ability that has followed her all her life, the ever-changing liar. Any character can pretend to be flawless.
Just when she was dancing the fiery dance on the stage, Tao Zhiyao had always had a stronger sense of intuition than anyone else. So even though she was completely immersed in dancing, she still did not ignore it. From a somewhat inconspicuous person
In the corner, she felt a passionate gaze. This gaze was different from the obsessive gazes of other men. The strong and domineering gaze seemed to devour her, as if to regard her as his only one. This
This strange look and strong feeling made Tao Zhiyao feel very strange.
Tao Zhiyao took advantage of the rotation to look up in that direction, only to see a pair of charming and profound eyes.