CEO's Forced Love

There were deafening rock music in the bar and people swaying wildly on the dance floor.

Fan Zheyuan is not only the boss, but also the bartender of the bar. Ye Zhiqiu and fan Tiantian sit in front of the bar and ask for a glass of whisky.

"Little sister, you'd better not drink such strong wine."

Fan Tiantian hummed and patted a credit card on the bar: "there's so much nonsense. Just give you money."

Fan Zheyuan was quite helpless. He adjusted two glasses of whisky with low concentration and gave it to his two disobedient sisters. By the way, he asked: "go back at night and don't drive by yourself."

This sentence is actually specially said to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and grinned at him: "I know, brother Zheyuan, I just took a taxi."

Fan Tiantian stared at the platform in the middle of the dance floor. A sexy masked girl stood on it. After watching it for a while, she complained to fan Zheyuan: "why do you hire anyone? Even I can dance better than her."

"Then you jump up." fan Zheyuan knows his sister's temperament and can say dead.

Fan Tiantian left the corners of her mouth and looked disdainful: "how can you kill a chicken with an ox knife? At this level, Julie can compare her to the ground."

Then she turned her head and stared at Ye Zhiqiu. Her eyes reflected, "Julie, I haven't seen you dance for a long time. Go up and have a try?"

"No." Ye Zhiqiu refused without face.

"Oh, you go, you don't know. At the beginning, your dancing posture still lingers in my mind."

"No."

Fan Tiantian clenched her teeth and leaned close to Ye Zhiqiu's ear: "if you don't go, I'll tell Yan Yu about the cotton pad you put in your bra. In fact, you only have B cover / cup!"

Ye Zhiqiu covers her mouth, and fan Tiantian opens his mouth to bite her.

Fan Zheyuan said, "it's OK to go up and play for a while. I'm the boss here. No one will embarrass you."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the dance floor. Fan Tiantian kept encouraging him: "if you win, I'll give you the blue and white porcelain my father bought last time. Didn't you say that Yan Yu's father likes collecting this kind of porcelain last time?"

"Deal!" Ye Zhiqiu answered in one breath. They slapped each other. For fear that fan Tiantian would regret it, they said, "go to your house tomorrow."

Fan Tiantian took off his high-heeled shoes and kicked them to Ye Zhiqiu. He blinked vaguely: "it's good to jump in this, or I won't count."

"Yes." Ye Zhiqiu readily changed his shoes and got up and walked towards the dance floor.

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Ye Zhiqiu, who drank more than half a glass of whisky, was slightly drunk. After the dancer stepped down, she jumped up with one hand on the table.

At a distance, fan Tiantian had whistled and coaxed.

The music stopped immediately.

Not only the people who waved their hands on the dance floor, but also those who sat there drinking and chatting looked over here.

In Vancouver, ye Zhiqiu also danced in the bar when he was most rebellious.

At the moment, she was watched by the public. With the alcohol in her body, she made a gesture to DJ. Britney Spears's baby / Oime suddenly sounded. Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the steel pipe with one hand and shook her waist long black hair

At this time, few domestic pole dancers are good. For a while, many people gathered around to watch.

Ye Zhiqiu walked around the stage with both hands holding the steel pipe and stepping on the cat's step. Suddenly, he turned around and raised his slender legs. He easily made a word iron pole. His soft boneless body was pulled into a straight line close to the steel pipe. There was a cheering sound under the stage. He looked at the sexy posture. Many men almost gushed out of nosebleed.

Her legs suddenly hooked on the steel pipe, her hands grasped the steel pipe, and there was a difficult whirl. In a twinkling of an eye, she came a wave iron pole, hooked, hung upside down, wrapped around the pipe, big V, turned... The whole person seemed to be integrated with the steel pipe.