Zhuo Yifan gritted his teeth and hugged Song Zixin and twisted on the dance floor. [ *]
But Song Zixin took him to twist! The two of them looked very funny, which made the remaining three girls giggle. However, Zhuo Yifan did not see Wang Yan'er's eyes, which was full of resentment and jealousy.
Yang Hao in the distance looked at Zhuo Yifan and Song Zixin in the dance floor, and his teeth were so angry that he was itchy. He gave a few instructions to the man beside him. Hearing this, the man looked at Yang Hao with some embarrassment, but Yang Hao repeatedly asked for it.
Next, he left helplessly!
Zhuo Yifan was infected by Song Zixin. Because the heat in his body needed a channel to vent, he began to twist his thick waist desperately.
But not long after, Zhuo Yifan's movements eased, and he just hugged Song Zixin in his arms and shook his butt.
"What's wrong? Why didn't Brother Yifan jump? You were so great just now!" Song Zixin looked at him with a flushed cheek, and asked with a hint of shyness and doubt.
Zhuo Yifan lowered his head and put his mouth close to Song Zixin's ear, and whispered: "There are flies flying around him!"
Song Zixin felt the heat coming out of Zhuo Yifan from her ears, and a numb and itchy transmission to her brain. Her breathing became a little rapid. However, Zhuo Yifan didn't know why she was because of her, and she also thought it was because of her nervousness.
Song Zixin turned her head slightly and saw that there were several young people around her leaning towards her. The other three girls were also surrounded. There were about seven or eight people on the other side. They were tall and big.
The three girls also noticed something strange and looked at Zhuo Yifan with some guilt.
Zhuo Yifan blinked at the three girls and said that it was okay and he could handle it. Wang Yan'er was very relieved, but Liu Chunyan and Zhao Xueli squeezed towards Zhuo Yifan with some concern.
"Girl! How about going out with my brother to play at night? Brother, I love beauty very much!" A man with a despicable appearance said to Wang Yan'er. Because Wang Yan'er is closest to them, he was the first to be harassed.
"I'm not interested! You'd better go find someone else!" Wang Yan'er's face turned cold, and she looked at Zhuo Yifan with a hint of panic in her eyes.
But the vulgar man smiled lewdly and said, "Don't be shy! You look like you are still the same. Brother, I will pay 3,000 yuan. How about you for one night?" As he said that, his big hands tried to touch Wang Yan'er's fart.
fart.
Zhuo Yifan's hands and eyes were fast. Seeing the other party's intentions, he let go of Song Zixin and punched the vulgar man's stomach. The vulgar man was bent down with his stomach covered with his stomach. Zhuo Yifan took advantage of the situation and punched the vulgar man.
The man was knocked over to the ground from his chin.
Suddenly, some men and women dancing around frowned and scattered in disgust. Most of them thought there was a good show to watch, but they looked here not far away.
Fighting is common in bars, and these people have long been used to it.
However, after seeing the boss being knocked over to the ground, several young men stared at Zhuo Yifan angrily and rushed up.
Zhuo Yifan didn't say much nonsense. Song Zixin was standing next to him, and hugged Song Zixin in his arms. He used Song Zixin's high heels and put his heels in the front one.
Chapter completed!