He didn't even notice that the drunk man was sitting at the door.

swing.

twist.

Highly splayed legs, and that beautiful figure ready to be revealed...

Everything has become the whole world in the eyes of a drunkard.

His world swayed with the girl's beautiful legs.

Don't call me a drunkard.

Even the two people who were doing the radio and recording had their eyes straightened.

A wild dance like never before.

A sexy atmosphere that fills the entire room.

The flying waves are like dancing snakes, controlled by the goddess named Medusa.

Facing her, there is no possibility of escape except falling into petrification.

In the first room, Xu Xin gave all the light to the girl standing on the table and dancing her waist.

And he, along with everyone else, fell into petrification.

A dance.

One and a half minutes, it's over.

Yang Mi panted slightly and looked at Xu Xin.

While dancing, she had caught everyone's expressions in her eyes.

She didn't dare to say how good she was at dancing.

She is an actor, not a dancer.

Learning to dance and practicing dancing are just to serve the role.

Not even talking about staying in shape.

Because she is afraid that her legs will become thicker.

However, today's look seems to have allowed her to perform exceptionally well.

During that more than a minute of dancing, every time she saw the hot and dull eyes of the men around her, the dominating restlessness in her heart was ready to stir.

It's unclear.

But after the dance, she wanted to take a look at the drunk man's expression immediately.

If possible, she would even like to ask the other party how she danced.

Especially during this whole scene, the other party's eyes fell into a kind of... dullness that didn't seem to be disguised.

So, after the dance, she immediately approached him.

result……

"OK."

When the man's voice, whose eyes suddenly became clear again, sounded, she felt that her eyes were frozen.

Perseus, who ignored Medusa, stood up and left a message:

"Keep your position and wait for me."

Then he turned around and ran out in a hurry.

…

The dance part in the first box is over, it's time for facial close-ups and interactive sessions.

"Play the music again, start recording my expression, and then the guys start paying for it, you know...well, are you ticklish about money?"

In the room, Xu Xin sat back down and asked the girl squatting on the table.

Yang Mi was stunned... a little surprised:

"What?"

"I wonder if you are ticklish, especially here."

"..."

Yang Mi blinked and shifted her gaze from Xu Xin's stomach, where her hand rested, to his face:

"you want……"

"Put the money on these two ropes."

"..."

As an actor, you can't resist physical contact.

Yang Mi is not an actor who has never experienced this. She has played many big and small roles over the years, so she naturally has this professional quality.

But professional quality belongs to professional quality...

She is not ticklish but not ticklish.

Even if these extras look to be in their thirties or forties, it doesn't matter if they touch themselves for a while.

Actors must have the professionalism and dignity of an actor.

Whatever you act, you have to look like...even "be" something.

She is mentally prepared.

But for some reason... her face would get very hot when she thought about how her schoolmate would hang that fifty yuan on her waist.

“4-4-4 breathing technique!”

She began to regulate her breathing, and at the same time quickly calmed down her mood in her heart, suppressing the emotions that should not exist at work.

After a few breaths, she opened her eyes and looked at Xu Xin who was waiting for her answer:

"I'm not ticklish, come on."

"Okay. Lao Fang, come here, let me tell you the flight location..."

…

Music resumes.

This time, the three men took out the banknotes in their arms.

While the girl was twisting her waist and playing a distant game with them on the table, maintaining a sense of mystery and desire, they all used the temptation of money to finally touch the girl's waist.

A wad of money.

Two wads of money.

Three wads of money.

As the camera rotates, the girl standing on the table changes from a standing position to a squatting position.

He exposed his side to the out-of-place drunk.

The body is dancing like waves, with only the remaining space waiting for its reward.

At this time, the camera gave a close-up.

The drunk man took out a card and some banknotes from his pocket.

One yuan, five yuan, fifty, one hundred...

He followed the rules.

It's just that there is more reluctance on his face compared to the dull look just now.

But facing the girl who was still twisting, he finally hesitated between the red ticket and the green ticket in his hand. It seemed that his "taking advantage" mentality prevailed. He held the fifty in his hand towards the girl's waist.

The gleam of white snow in the room was stuffed away.

It was going smoothly at first, but just a close-up and it was over...

But who would have thought that the moment he just held the banknote and was about to touch the other person...

In the vague restlessness.

Silent sparks of lightning suddenly exploded between the fingers and the skin.

The sound of sparks was swallowed up by the music.

But the girl's two beautiful legs in black stockings were slender and curved, and her waist was still twisting like waves, but her body became soft and stiff.

A layer of fine goosebumps instantly appeared on the fair skin.

In the dim light, they looked like snake scales.

Densely packed.
Chapter completed!