Chapter 48： Pinching his chin, it looks like kissing

Chapter 48 Holding his chin very much like kissing

"Brother, I want to watch you dance tuo!"

I don’t know which girl yelled, and the pot was fried directly on the dance floor, everyone yelled,

"Tuo, Yiwu, tuo, Yiwu, tuo, Yiwu!"

"Brother, we want to see Brother Rabbit's eight pack abs!"

As soon as Joe came onto the stage, he asked to bring a microphone. At this moment, he heard the shouts from the audience to let her undress, he smiled suddenly, and said, "Okay, just tuo, show you!"

Just as her slender fingers were covering the neckline of the bunny suit, and she was about to tear it down, a black shadow suddenly jumped onto the stage, and a sudden big hand shook her wrist and carried her into her arms...

Do you think this is a domineering and loving hug?

you are wrong!

The next second, Qiao Yi's jaw was pinched by a pair of hands that looked like iron tongs.

Fuck, who is, his chin is about to be pinched off.

She met the man's fire-breathing eyes in a panic, you, you, you... After a long time, the shadows persisted, it turned out to be a Tibetan mastiff.

Qiao's heart sank and wanted to run, but no matter what, today the man's fighting power is so strong that she can't escape with him.

He Yunting stared at her horrified expression, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, with a smile but a smile. He took out 5 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into her rabbit neckline, "Dancing well."

yelling, was caught on the spot and couldn't run now.

Thousands of things count, but neither Fatty nor Tibetan Mastiff is accurate. She is also a fortune teller who is a fart. Hurry up and pack her bags, wash and sleep!

Qiao laughed out of embarrassment, and immediately admitted, "I, I, I, I was wrong, hiding...No, you, you, your surname, I, I, I, I apologize to you."

The audience in the audience didn't know what happened at this time, and thought it was a fan who couldn't hold back, and ran on the stage excitedly, wanting to enjoy their brother alone.

He Yunting turned his back to the dance floor, and the people below stood low. Looking from the bottom up, he felt that the two were very close, pinching their chins, and they looked like kissing. He couldn't help but become angry and yelled, "Come down, one Brother is ours, you **** hurry up and get off!"

Seeing Song Bai, who was rushed by his boss, was so scared that he got goosebumps! Because from his point of view, the boss is the man on the pro-stage. Most importantly, the man has white hair. Did he find something?

Song Bai felt that something flashed through his mind, but he didn't catch it. No matter what, today’s matter, after going back, he must report it to the second young master.

For so many years, the He family has been worried about the boss’s life-long events. Men and women have tried countless times. Now there is a boss who likes it. Although it is a money he did not expect, he must protect the boss from being disturbed anyway. The mob in the audience cannot be allowed to rush to the stage to disturb the good spirits of the boss.

Song Bai and the fat boss, rushing around the stage to maintain order, grabbed the clamoring audience one by one.

"Apologize?" He Yunting's hand pressed hard, and Qiao squeezed it loudly.

Do your sister! A **** is stuck in her mouth, just can't say it. Is this Tibetan mastiff's brain inappropriate? She can't scold it anymore, how can I apologize!

At this moment, the lights on the dance floor suddenly went out, and the whole stage was instantly plunged into darkness.

Qiao cheered in his heart, and almost kowtow to the lighting teacher. It was too time for the light to be turned off!

Lala~Second more~

(End of this chapter)