My wife is squeamish

Chapter 283 The Man Who Dancing Pole

The party went well, everyone had a meal together and then chatted.

After nine o'clock, Fang Yuan proposed to go to the bar to play.

They were all minors, except for Sun Manyun who worked in a bar, and Aze who went to play with his brother, the rest of them had never been there.

Not to mention people like An Zhi who are being watched every day.

She's only seen it on TV.

A little preoccupied.

Fang Jing hesitated, "An Zhi, Brother Gong Zhan knows, he will clean you up."

"Oh, scold me at most. I'm so old, can he still hit me? I'll go and have a look, and I'll come back after reading." An Zhi shook his hand, with a look of indifference.

In fact, she was also in a state of turmoil in her heart, she had only been beaten some time ago.

Thinking about my ass still hurts now.

However, in front of outsiders, she must save face.

Fang Jing pursed her lips, feeling very embarrassed. On the one hand, as an old friend, she should be on An Zhi's side, but on the other hand.

She couldn't bear the anger of Gong Zhan again.

After hesitating for a long time, she hesitated between life and friendship, and finally, she chose to paddle the boat of friendship, "We're just going to have a look, you're not allowed to make trouble, and you're not allowed to drink."

She warned again and again.

An Zhi nodded desperately, "Yeah."

A group of people rushed towards the bar again.

Ada sat in the car behind and followed them all the time, thinking they were going to change places, but unexpectedly, they actually changed places to Xiaohongfang.

The Little Red Room is the most famous bar in the city. This kind of place is not something ordinary people can come to.

Most of the people who hang around here all year round are the second-generation ancestors, the kind who have money and leisure, and hang out with cliques all day long, and some of them bring guests for entertainment and find girls.

It can be regarded as a mixed bag.

The first floor is the dance floor and bar, and the second floor is the box, dance floor, and bar.

But the second floor is obviously a VIP place.

Walking in, the music was deafening, and An Zhi was sitting in a wheelchair, attracting the attention of many people.

Many men who saw her shook their heads unconsciously, and just had to write the words 'so beautiful, but crippled, what a pity' on their faces.

An Zhi's ears hurt from the dangling, colorful lights, and the loud music.

dizzy.

However, it is fresh everywhere.

An Zhi was a little excited, her little face flushed.

Staring eagerly at the middle of the stage, the male, sex, body, torso in revealing clothes and holding a steel pipe twisted, swallowed, and stared in his eyes.

"An Zhi, don't watch." Fang Jing was frightened by her eyes, quickly covered her eyes, and advised her not to watch.

Looking at it further, Gong Zhan's status will be lost.

"It's pretty." An Zhi wiped his saliva, his face flushed like a hooligan.

"..."

"An Zhi, I think it looks good. I think it's average. This man is not as handsome as me." Aze said, looking at Fang Jing, hinting at her.

Fang Jing looked away, she had Zhang Feichen in her heart, and she would compare it to anyone, so she was not interested in A Ze's words.

An Zhi also looked at him with puffed cheeks, and said with disgust, "He has a good figure, but your figure is not as good as his. Moreover, he is not handsome, but very handsome."

A Ze was so angry that he blushed and wanted to argue with her, but when he saw the three thugs not far behind her, he silently closed his mouth again.

——It's very rude to argue with girls.

He endured.

An Zhi doesn't care what he thinks, she can't even remember her little brother now.

(End of this chapter)