Lord, are you looking for a smoke?

As the soft and elegant music sounded, a pretty woman in white gauze moved lightly and came to the stage.

Her graceful dancing posture dances like a butterfly for a while, and dances like a snake for a while.The slender and slender hands like catkins are swinging flexibly, the slender waist like willows is twisting with the melody, the beautiful eyes are shining like morning stars, and the long ivory skirt flutters with the dance steps , like a dancing fairy, seductive.

After the song was over, the audience in the audience seemed to have more to say and were still intoxicated by it.

"Good! Good!"

All the guests under the stage applauded again and again, and overwhelming applause resounded in Baixianglou.

Chia Ya has already wandered in it now: how can there be such a wonderful dance in the world.

"Hey! Xiaoyu, what do you think of her dancing!" Cheng Keyong pushed her.

"She danced really well! Very good!" She replied excitedly.

Cheng Ke nodded, and lightly raised the corner of his mouth: "So I have figured out how to punish you!"

"What method? Will it be abnormal?" She was so nervous.

"Just stand on that stage and dance! If you can also get warm applause from the audience, I will forgive you!"

Chia stood up excitedly, and retorted: "What? I won't do it! I don't want to dance!"

It happened that Madam Wang, the old bustard, was passing by and almost slipped, so she hurriedly supported the table beside her; the other guests followed her prestige and looked at her with complicated eyes.

Ms. Wang was more flexible. She approached Cheng Ke and asked, "Young Master Cheng, this young master said he wants to dance? Is there such a thing?"

He took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "She is not a son, but a maid of my family. This time I want her to dance on the stage, so that everyone can have fun!"

Mama Wang hesitated: "But this is Baixianglou, so it's inconvenient..."

"Is this silver enough?" He slapped a silver bag on the table.

Mother Wang nodded with silver stars in her eyes: "Enough! Of course!"

"Then you take her down, change your clothes, and get ready to perform on stage!"

"Okay!" Mother Wang took her hand enthusiastically: "Girl, let's go backstage first!"

Qian Ya shook off her hand, dissatisfied with Cheng Ke: "I'm not a girl in a brothel, why should I perform on stage? You clearly want to make fun of me?"

He squinted his eyes half-closed, and smiled mischievously: "If you dare not go on stage, I have nothing to say! Then I have to punish you to live in a brothel forever!"

"Isn't it just dancing on stage? What's the big deal! I'm not afraid!" She stared at Cheng Ke and finished speaking, then glanced at Mama Wang: "Let's go!"

Ms. Wang gave a stiff smile and led the way. She turned her head and rolled her eyes at Cheng Ke, and walked backstage with her chest out.

Cheng Ke continued to sip the tea, smiled, and felt that the fragrance of the tea made him feel much better for no reason!