The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 1212 Dancer
Luo Yao nodded slightly as an answer.

In fact, she didn't think so in her heart.

Now that someone was found, why did Ye Moyuan stay there alone?

She can help too!
Especially during the body search, how could she help a lot?
Could it be that he, a big man, wants to search a woman's body in vain?

Ye Moyuan really didn't have the heart to study what was going on in the little donkey's mind.

Opening the door, the two walked out arm in arm, intimately.

In less than 2 minutes after they left, a guest came out from the room 403 inside.

Walking with Luo Yao and the others facing each other.

This is a female guest, wearing a fiery red floor-length dress, stepping on stiletto heels, twisting her waist, swinging her hips, walking forward in a charming manner.

The female guest has big golden curly hair, sexy and charming, passionate and enchanting.

Ye Moyuan led Luo Yao to inspect each floor.

In order to match her behavior, Luo Yao always showed the expression of a country bumpkin entering the city.

Opening his mouth in amazement, he looked at the people around him and the layout, layout and decoration of each floor.

When they came to the ballroom on the third floor, everyone was crazy about the dancers on the stage.

The dancer was wearing a fiery red floor-length dress with big golden waves draped over her shoulders.

Sexy dance.

It didn't match her clothes.

Many crazy men are shouting a word.

"Take off."

"Take off."

"Take off."

Ye Moyuan led Luo Yao into the dance hall, looked at the dancers on the stage, and kept dancing her body.

Afterwards, the men under the stage started throwing money onto the stage.

Throw diamond rings, throw flowers, throw gold necklaces.

The thick kind.

"Take off!"

"Take it off, we have enough rewards."

"If you don't do it again, I will come up to help."

"Yes, we will come up if you don't take off your clothes."

The dancer turned her head and spoke in a Beijing accent.

Nothing to do with the crazy dancing of her body.

"Damn ghosts! You guys are so brave, you actually want to help the slaves take off their clothes."

After speaking, he blew kisses to the men under the stage, one after another.

Then she turned her back to everyone, took off the flaming long skirt suddenly, held it in her hand, and threw it to the man closest to her.

The dancer's clothes changed into a black tight dress.

The skirt was just past the knee.

Convex and convex, the graceful and exquisite figure can be seen at a glance.

While dancing, the dancer continued to blow kisses to drive the rhythm.

The men in the audience became even crazier.

Because the two jade legs of the woman on the stage are already half exposed.

The white lotus root-like long legs are hidden under the black skirt.

The men's eyes kept rolling on the dancer's body, wishing they could see through the thin fabric.

Spy on a woman's body.

Ye Moyuan looked at it for a while, feeling bored.

Turn around and leave with the little donkey.

The dancer just turned around and saw Luo Yao, as if she saw a ghost.

He even forgot to act like a baby to the man, and immediately turned around again, as if trying to cover up something.

The strange behavior of the dancer was clearly seen by the lingering Luo Yao.

Especially the panicked expression of the dancer left a very deep impression on her.

who is she?Why did you become like that when you saw me?Does she know me?
Is it someone I know well?

It shouldn't be!

How could someone I know be a dancer here?

If not, why is she afraid of me?

Who is she?
(End of this chapter)