Xuanyingluo looked at him. "What do you want?"

"Do you wear this dance skirt yourself or do I wear it for you personally? You can decide for yourself. If you want me to do it..." Zhou Yu threatened.

Xuanyingluo took a deep breath. "I wear it myself. Turn your body around. Don't look. I'll change my clothes."

"OK." Zhou Yu turned around and really stopped looking.

Xuanyingluo picked up her dance skirt and began to change her clothes.

After changing, the zipper behind her couldn't be pulled up. Xuan Yingluo stretched her little hand behind her and worked very hard to pull the zipper.

Then a big hand stretched out and zipped up for her.

Xuanyingluo's pupil shrank and quickly turned around, "Zhou Yu, you little man, didn't you agree to turn your body around and don't peek?"

Zhou Yu didn't really want to see it, but when he heard the sound of dressing behind him, he couldn't help turning his body back.

"In your eyes, when am I a gentleman? Haven't I always been a villain?" He said with a very shameless smile.

“…”

Xuanyingluo glared at him. Anyway, she is in his territory now. He can humiliate her whatever he wants.

Zhou Yu sat by the bed and looked at her, "now dance and show me. Don't make me angry, or you'll know the consequences."

Xuanyingluo certainly knew the consequences. She danced with her skirt and began to dance.

Xuan Yingluo's dancing has always been unique. At that time, she dressed up as a man in Beidi and danced with swords. I don't know how many people were amazed. Now she changed back to women's clothes. Her fine and elegant long hair covered the wound on her face. There was no music. She swayed with the moonlight. Her YingYing and holding little Manyao folded into various postures, and her skirt rotated. It was like a fairy in Guanghan palace dancing on the moon. People were intoxicated.

Zhou Yu was drunk. He was really drunk. He looked at the xuanyingluo in front of him and suddenly hooked the corner of his lips. It's not too humiliating to be planted on such a woman.

Xuan Yingluo simply jumped for a while, and even the shabby hut was full of brilliance. Before she finished jumping, Zhou Yu stretched out her big hand, clasped her slender white wrist and pulled it hard.

Xuanyingluo's delicate body fell directly into his arms.

"What are you doing? I haven't finished jumping. Let me go!" Xuan Yingluo struggled quickly.

Zhou Yu hugged her and easily imprisoned her in his arms. "I've changed my mind. Now I don't want to see you dance. I want to see you dance another kind of dance?"

Xuanyingluo intuitively said he wouldn't say anything good. She didn't know what bad water was in her stomach. "What dance? Maybe I can't dance."

"No, you will. I want to see you dance... Striptease now!" Zhou Yu drew his thin lips in an arc of evil cunning.

As soon as xuanyingluo's pupil shrinks, she raises her hand and fans him in the handsome face.

Zhou Yu quickly clasped her little hand, then turned over and pressed her under her body. "It seems that minister Xuan doesn't like to dance striptease by himself. He wants me to help you."

"Zhou Yu, there are so many women outside you. Let me go. I only served you this afternoon. You're so old. You'd better take it easy. Men who indulge in sex will be bald!" Xuanying scolded him angrily and struggled hard.

Zhou Yu paused and said with a smile, "it seems that you don't know my strength. Let's try now whether I will be bald!"