Chapter 580 Miss Mulan
When Xiao Ruo talked about Miss, her face was full of pride.
Qian Duoduo's ability to think of this method this time is also due to the experience she has gained in the Piaoxiang Pavilion for a few days. She never thought that these elders, regardless of geographical differences, are all virtuous. This coke spoiled her!
After a whole night of shopping, almost every gentleman was drunk by the girls who came to toast, but this passionate scene made them even more excited.
After several rounds of performances, not only did they not feel bored, but they looked forward to the finale performance even more.
At this time, the two hosts also walked to the stage together, smiling from ear to ear: "The wonderful talent that everyone has seen before is a performance carefully prepared by all the girls of our Phoenix Yufei for the guests. But next, the girl I want to introduce to you is the pillar of our Phoenix Yufei. Everyone welcomes with applause—Ms. Mulan!"
It sounds like a pillar, it must be extraordinary, better than the girls in front, all the guests stretched out their heads and looked forward to it.
The host exited the stage, and Ziwei and a few girls hid secretly in the background, holding Qian Duoduo in their hands and aiming at the center of the stage.
In an instant, the entire stage was surrounded by light smoke, flickering candles, creating a scene like a dream.
A tune with an exotic style sounded immediately.
A group of men with strong physiques entered the stage one after another and surrounded the city in an arc in the center of the stage.
Each of them wore tights that were close to flesh-colored, with black manjusawa painted on them, wrapped around their arms like a snake.
The dances in Shengchen Kingdom are mainly women. They have never seen men dance on stage. Apart from surprise, what they saw in their eyes was the mystery and charm in the smog.
When everyone was a little stunned, there was a sudden oriole-like voice in the middle of the stage, and the lingering reverberation lingered.
"Oh... Shaliva... oh... Shaliva who sent you to me is the round moon The moon is the gurgling mountain spring The gurgling mountain spring—"
Along with the singing, the men depicted the black manjusawa's arms blooming like petals, and a piece of red gauze flew out.
Immediately, Qian Duoduo, like a newly bloomed flower stamen, twirled continuously in the palm of the palm, and the specially made light gauze skirt fluttered as she turned around, like red leaves all over the sky, scattered down.
The specially made small bell on the hem of the skirt, at this time, accompanied the twisting of her body, and there was a pleasant sound.
That's right, Qian Duoduo has played the bold and pungent steel pole dance, now let's play an exotic Indian dance!
Sure enough, as soon as her bright red stamen appeared, all eyes focused on her, watching her flexibly twist her waist, and her hips and crotch were also swayed accordingly.
Everyone gasped and held their breath for a moment, fearing that their careless actions would disturb this enchanting woman intoxicated in the black manjusawa.
The masculinity and strength of the man set off the delicateness and softness of the woman, forming an enchanting and charming painting axis.
Like a poisonous poppy, it fascinates people's hearts, brightens people's eyes, and has an indescribably infinite style.
Long Yutian, who was sitting in the private room, was tightly holding the wine glass in his hand. From his position, it was easy to see Qian Duoduo, who was dancing enthusiastically among the men and completely forgetting himself.