Jiang Ping held the hand of the man with a glasses from Hu, walked by the waiter who was blocking her with full spirit, and deliberately supported her proud twins. This was a demonstration to them, and she had vented her resentment for being blocked for so long. Of course, this was not her real purpose. During the period when she was stopped, she was not sure if anyone noticed her and suspected her. Doing so could make herself more like a fairy woman. After all, in this day and age, there are many women who have sharpened their heads and want to be a big man. Only by disguising herself as one of them can she cover other people's eyes.

The Crown Club is decorated very luxuriously. There is a circular dance floor in the middle of the hall. In front of the dance floor is a stage. There are seven or eight exposed women dancing on it. A slightly stunning female singer was singing "Rose, I love you" in front of the microphone. There are several musicians playing Western instruments standing behind the stage.

On both sides of the dance floor are guests' booths, which are all the positions of ordinary guests. If you are tired of dancing, you can go to your seat to rest. Unlike the bright and dazzling lights on the dance floor, these positions are a bit dim, which is exactly the dimness, which is deeply loved by guests. After all, those who come here have more or less other purposes. Who would be willing to be watched by everyone when doing certain movements?

The second floor of the hall is a private room. At the Crown Club, you can't go to the private room above just by having money. Those who can appear inside are all well-known in the provincial capital.

Jiang Ping was very worried. She saw that Zhang Tonghui was in the box above. The man surnamed Hu who brought him in was definitely not qualified to go up, because as soon as he came in, he pulled himself into the innermost locker, which seemed impatient.

Of course, Jiang Ping would not let the wretched man's idea succeed. She handed the fur she was wearing to a nearby waiter, and then acted coquettishly at him, "Let's dance with me first."

Wu Xiaoqi held the wine plate and stared at Sister Ping and the disgusting man wearing glasses who were twisting on the dance floor. Especially when he saw that the man hugging Sister Ping tightly, his eyes closed and his face looked satisfied with a lewd smile. When Sister Ping kept pushing him out vigorously, Wu Xiaoqi's anger was almost spurted out, and he wanted to knock this guy to death with the wine plate.

Jiang Ping didn't expect that Hu, who was so lustful, actually played a hooligan on the dance floor. She was also a little angry. Although she didn't want to attract some attention, if she let this continue, she really didn't know what more excessive moves would be like this.

Since you are not honest, don't blame me for being rude. With strong disgust and anger in my heart, Jiang Ping pretended to step on the foot of a man named Hu, saying that he had accidentally stepped on him, but in fact he kicked up with his slender high heels soles and twisted it on it for a while. This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear. The man named Hu screamed in pain on the spot, frightening the people dancing beside him, and naturally attracted the attention of the Japanese who were on guard at the door.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally stepped on you." Jiang Ping's panic looked, and it made people think that she was really unintentional at first glance.

This kick is not light, and the foot surnamed Hu will definitely be purple. There will be some problems walking these days. Seeing the vulgar man limping, Jiang Ping felt very happy. She originally thought that this person would be more honest after being stepped on. Unexpectedly, on the way to help him sit, this guy's hands were not honest, so he grabbed her chest directly. This made Jiang Ping angry. Although her face looked shy and she was shouting "Don't do this", the high heels stepped on his other foot again. The force used was even greater. If it weren't for the loud music on the scene, she might have heard a "bounce" sound. This kick might have even broken the bones of his feet.

This man surnamed Hu is really stupid. He was even stepped on twice. He thought she accidentally stepped on him and was not angry and blamed him. It seems that he is a sperm and has lost his judgment. If you want to blame him, he can only blame Jiang Ping for being too beautiful. Few men can withstand the temptation of such a beauty, let alone a vulgar man like Hu.

"It hurts you. I really didn't mean it. Who told you to sneak in someone else's place while they didn't pay attention?"

Although he could not see the angry intention of Hu's surname, in order to prevent him from taking advantage of the situation and to prevent outsiders from paying attention, Jiang Ping used coquettish methods. Her delicate voice almost made the bones of Hu's surname melt. He pretended to be fine, but instead comforted Jiang Ping: "It's okay, it's okay, I won't blame you, I won't blame you."

Even Wu Xiaoqi saw it all. He felt so happy. Moreover, the man was stepped on like that, and it hurts to see it, but he was not angry at all. This made him admire Sister Ping. He was a boy and had not experienced human affairs yet. Naturally, he didn't know the lethality of a woman as beautiful as Sister Ping to a man. Not to mention stepping on two feet, even if he stepped on a few more feet, as long as Sister Ping feeds "candy" at the right time, the man wouldn't be angry.

The hand surnamed Hu touched Jiang Ping's hand unhonestly again. This time she didn't embarrass anyone. After all, she had something to ask for him. But when this guy saw that she didn't refuse, he got up and sat next to her, trying to embrace her. This made Jiang Ping's already extinguished anger ignite again. The red wine glass that had just been taken from the waiter's hand shaking "accidentally", and half a glass of red wine was poured onto the face of Hu.

He finally understood this time. The woman around him had no interest in him at all. The pain of stepping on his feet and the anger of being poured on red wine suddenly burst out. He stood up suddenly, pointed at Jiang Ping and cursed: "Stupid bitch, you're shameless, right?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Jiang Ping pretended to be very panicked and kept apologizing.

"It's not intentional? I think you just intentional." Being splashed with alcohol was considered a great insult. It was obviously more annoyed by the former. He grabbed Jiang Ping's cheongsam collar and raised his hand to slap her in the face.

Wu Xiaoqi started walking here since the vulgar man stood up and pointed at Sister Ping. He could see that this person was about to get angry, Sister Ping seemed to suffer a loss. He didn't think that since Sister Ping could be a member of the Iron Blood Anti-Trait Group, such a gentle scum would not be her opponent. Especially when he saw that the man grabbed Sister Ping's collar and wanted to hit someone, he was even more anxious. His steps under his feet became faster, wanting to block it before the man hit Sister Ping.

Jiang Ping had already made plans to get a slap. For her, a slap was far better than letting such a disgusting person do whatever he wanted to do on her.

Seeing that the slap was about to hit Jiang Ping in the face, a hand suddenly stretched out from the oblique edge to block the slap for her. Another voice appeared with this hand: "Hu Hantang, you can also do such a beauty. It's really a shame for us men."
Chapter completed!