President, don't tease me

Compared with the hot and lively downstairs, the air pressure upstairs is getting lower and lower. Although it is a group of old students together and he Zhizhang as the host, everyone's relationship in the business field is complex. It is the best choice not to talk disorderly.

Mexico City was tired of singing, put down the microphone in her hand, and flirted with the beauty in her arms, which made the woman giggle and look happy.

He Zhizhang naturally had his own worries. All his emotions were poured into a Lin Anxin, but she got such a "return". He was upset. He picked up the wine cup and took a big SIP until the cigarette butt fell in his hand. He coughed twice: "get together again and keep in touch."

As soon as this remark came out, people with clear eyes understood that it meant the end of the party. They picked up the car keys one after another, surrounded the beauty in their arms and left.

The group walked down the stairs. The men's eyes were soon attracted by the amorous dancers on the stage. Suddenly, the Mexican city nearby muttered, "that woman is so beautiful. If her legs are wrapped around her... Tut tut tut......"

A group of people nearby joked: "Yo, Mo Shao, I can't help it? I'm not afraid that the one in your arms is unhappy!" then there was a burst of laughter in my ears, a funny smile, and a murmur in the crowd: "this woman is a bit like the little sister-in-law brought by the president of Beiming!"

Beiming Han was not interested in these things at first, but he was stunned when he heard this. Although he didn't believe it, after all, Tang Guo wasn't ready to let go. Besides, she was clearly a rigid puppet. How could she dance so hot?

But when he looked over there, he was stunned. Sure enough, he thought it was not the same as reality. He was too familiar with that figure, which he loved in bed every day, and the dress was clearly the golden dress he brought her.

He was so angry that he was almost furious. Tang Guo, you can really do it!

He took out his mobile phone and dialed it directly. He suddenly remembered that her bag was still in his hand. He turned to he Zhizhang: "where's Lin Anxin? Call her!"

Mexico City has felt the anger of Beiming Han, and is busy laughing, "maybe it's wrong, didn't you go with Lin Anxin first?"

"Oh... Can my woman read it wrong? It's her. She's really good at fucking skills!" Beiming Han said in a low voice, threw his bag into Mexico City's arms and strode down the steps. The whole person was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

Mexico City unconsciously took over the bag. It felt bad and hurried to catch up. Others also saw some clues and walked up to keep up.

Tang Guo just finished a set of crotch movements, and then did several powerful and charming squats. His tender and white hands began to touch down from his chest and didn't stop until his thighs. He grabbed the steel pipe in his hand, as if the two could be integrated.

Tang Guo didn't wear too exposed. He wore a gold vest and black tight jeans. He lifted a knot at the hem and showed a small waist. Because he was wearing flat shoes, he simply threw them aside and went barefoot.

But such a simple dress up, coupled with the moving curve, gives people a faint temptation. Since she followed Beiming cold, she maintained better, and her skin is whiter than ordinary people. Compared with the exotic dancers just now, she is a little more pure, and sometimes pure can arouse people's desire more than sexy and enchanting.

The eyes of the people below almost tore her apart, greedy and pornographic

Tang Guo can pole dance, thanks to her roommate. When she was in college, she worked as a part-time coach in a gym. In order to make money, young girls love beauty, slim and curious about new things, so she learned belly skin dance and pole dance with her classmates.

Originally, it was only used as a way to lose weight and keep fit. I never jumped in front of people. Today, I threw myself out in a moment of anger, but I really felt a little elated.

There were constant whistles under the stage. From time to time, roses and the like were thrown on the stage, and someone raised his mobile phone and slapped her fiercely.

But Tang Guo doesn't care about these. Her expression is very calm. She is completely immersed in her own world. She is venting heartily. She needs to vent too much. Although she doesn't say it, the shadow brought to her by the original "plagiarism" is really not small, and now she has to face the new competition, the pressure is naturally not small!

Although the choice of pole dancing in front of people in this way is somewhat extreme and even dangerous, she still stepped on the stage without hesitation. Didn't she do everything that should or shouldn't be done?

Moreover, beiminghan is "fooling around" with her brothers in the private room. It won't take much time for her to sing a song, and she won't be found.

In the space of the next action, Tang Guo seemed to see a familiar figure. Although there were a lot of people below, she easily recognized him. She was too familiar. Because she loved him too much, the appearance was naturally engraved in her mind.

For a moment, her movement was a little slow, and cold sweat came out all over her. But on second thought, it was like this. Beiming Han wouldn't really do anything to herself. It's just to dance. Just go back and coax him.

Thinking of this, without psychological pressure, her steps are lighter and her dancing posture is more charming.

Tang Guo looked at his angry face from a distance and suddenly smiled. Her old problems were committed again. Although beiminghan warned her several times, she still couldn't help committing some small problems.

Today's... Shouldn't be a small problem?

At this time, a cluster of water is sprayed from the top of the stage, which is used to enhance the stage effect and stimulate the senses.

Tang Guo gently swung his waist and raised his head. The water just fell on her face. The water flowed down her cheeks, through her neck and into her chest.

The long black hair was wet, and it was more dazzling in the light. It inadvertently shook its head and splashed water. The clothes on the body became more close to the body because of getting wet.

She suddenly turned her face sideways and winked at the audience, and then smiled with a pure face, as if she had deliberately looked at Beiming Han, like an ignorant middle school girl.

The people under the stage were more and more excited. Even the women couldn't help screaming. They all wanted to rush up and tear down the sexy baby and take it for themselves.

When Beiming Han rushed to the stage, he saw such a scene - his own woman scratching her head on it, and a group of strange men screaming below.

Beiming was so cold that he was about to spit blood. Is this the Tang Guo he was familiar with? The woman in a white dress as pure as a Jasmine? The girl who cries and says no under herself every night?

Yu Guangzhong caught a glimpse of countless bright mobile phone screens, and a group of people left videos to commemorate. The treasure he held in his hand made countless men brazenly lust. He was almost angry!