"Dance teacher?" The smile at the corner of Jiang Jiaotao's mouth was indescribable. It seemed to be ironic and disdain.

"The dance teacher doesn't need to be able to dance." Jiang Jiaotao didn't say anything more after all.

"As long as you want, you can." Bian Yingning said this sentence sincerely.

Perhaps the threshold for many things is very high now, and a good background degree is needed, but she believes that as long as she has the strength, she can eventually succeed.

"Why can I do what I want?" Jiang Jiaotao tilted her head, her bewitching and glamorous eyes looked at Bian Yingning with the indifference of seeing through the red dust.

Bian Yingning was stunned for a moment, and then tried her best to think about the reason: "Look, you are so good-looking, you are so beautiful, you are very good in both movements and eyes when you dance, you can make a difference. The first dance was performed incisively and vividly..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Jiaotao laughed first.

"Hahahaha..." Jiang Jiaotao smiled and opened her eyes, slowly unable to stop laughing: "Hahahaha..."

It's that self-deprecating laugh.

Her laughter made Bian Yingning's heart tighten.

"Are you in your teens? Not long after you started working in this industry?" Jiang Jiaotao asked.

Bian Yingning opened her mouth, but did not speak.

"Little sister, you are so innocent."

"When someone hears pole dancing and sees it without tinted lenses, do you think people come to see me dancing to appreciate art? It's funny."

Jiang Jiaotao took another sip of water, and Bian Yingning saw that she even drank the water like a wine.

Perhaps the current atmosphere is too quiet, giving people a sense of relaxed melancholy, Jiang Jiaotao couldn't help but say a few more words to Bian Yingning.

"You came to me to learn dance, not to hook up with the gold master, right?"

"Isn't it..." Bian Yingning murmured.

Jiang Jiaotao looked at the disappearing afterglow from the window, and for the first time she was kind.

down."

Bian Yingning frowned: "Have you ever thought about finding someone to live a good life?"

Jiang Jiaotao touched her face and looked at Bian Yingning: "Will you marry me?"

Thunder on the ground.

Bian Yingning's eyes widened for a moment, and the room was silent for a moment.

She admits that Jiang Jiaotao is good everywhere, she is beautiful and soft, she is also very attractive when dancing, but her heart is a pool of stagnant water.

After she finishes the mission, she will return to her world after all. Everything here is just a short-lived dream.

She is an involuntary person.

No matter how good or attractive people she encounters here, she will only look at and approach with the eyes of admiration and the heart of doing tasks.

"Looking at you, you don't think I really want you to ask you to marry me, do you?" Jiang Jiaotao laughed softly.

Bian Yingning pinched her neck and lowered her eyes.

"I just want to ask you, will you marry a woman like me who has been in nightclubs for more than ten years?" She was obviously smiling, but Bian Yingning felt a sour nose.

“Everyone has their own life trajectory, I don’t think there will be any difference between people because of their work.

My hesitation just now was not because I despised you, but because I was thinking whether I am worthy or not, and whether I can marry a sister like you, is there any way I can be responsible for you. "

Bian Yingning said seriously.

Staring at her bright eyes, Jiang Jiaotao raised her hand and touched Bian Yingning's smooth face.

"Oh, what a little sister."

The palm of her hand has a thin layer of calluses because she holds the pipe and dances all the year round. When she touches her face, she can clearly feel the subtle roughness.

[Host painting cake experience value +10]

“…” At this time, what kind of scenery is this system coming out!

Jiang Jiaotao sucked her nose and stood up: "No one will marry someone like me, I don't even know, I have been working in the night club for so many years, but I have been... what the **** is I expecting. "

"Little sister, it's better not to join this profession while you're young."

Bian Yingning knew what she didn't say.

Female partner Jiang Jiaotao, the chief pole dancer of the night show, does not sell herself.

Because she was bruised by a boss who looked down on her, she packed up and chose another city.

"Okay, keep practicing, or I won't feel at ease with this money."

Bian Yingning cleaned up her mood and then stood up: "Why don't we stop practicing, I'll treat you when I go out to eat, it's going to be dark, and serious people will work hard."

Jiang Jiaotao squinted at her: "Are you afraid of pain?"

“…”

"It's not that I said that your softness is too bad. Your 60-year-old aunt is not as hard as you."

Bian Yingning: "?" Just talk, what's the matter with personal attack?

"Okay, I told you that I won't refund the money. You have to come and practice if you don't practice." Her clothes are even more obvious because of her movements.

Bian Yingning silently moved her eyes away.

Jiang Jiaotao found it and looked at her: "No way, are you still shy when you see me?" She walked over.

Bian Ying staggered back: "What, I call it polite, okay, see no evil, have you heard of it!"

Jiang Jiaotao stopped her steps: "OK, now the polite little sister come and learn to dance."

“…” Or should she leave?

…

The two practiced again and again for more than half an hour, Bian Yingning felt that her ears were buzzing, she couldn't hold on any longer, and she shouted to stop, and she almost fell in love with Jiang Jiao Tao let herself go.

"Come on, let's get here today."

Jiang Jiaotao finally let go, Bian Yingning controlled her body with the same difficulty as a marionette, and slowly crawled out.

In order to stretch her muscles and loosen her bones, Jiang Jiaotao did everything she could. Bian Yingning felt that she was lucky to have breath, but this body was not her own.

Looking at Bian Yingning, who was wriggling like a worm on the ground, Jiang Jiaotao: "…"

Not really.

Who is the man in his thirties?

Jiang Jiaotao thought about taking out a sweat towel from her bag, but she did not shy away from wiping off the sweat.

Bian Yingning, who thought she would be lifted up and lay on the ground for a long time, just raised her head, and saw in the mirror, Jiang Jiaotao was pulling her clothes away from her side.

Her back is designed with straps, and there are only a few straps, which is just convenient for her to put her hands in directly now, and the straps seem to be elastic.

Bian Yingning vaguely saw the soft and protruding white arc on her side.

But... there seems to be something red under her chest.

Bian Yingning was about to take a closer look when she met Jiang Jiaotao's eyes.

Uh…

"Your clothes are not only good-looking, but also very convenient, hahahaha." Bian Yingning almost fell in love with his wit and agility.

Jiang Jiaotao looked down and thought she was really interested in her dress: "Yeah, it's a little troublesome to wear, there is a strap at the back, and it can be taken off if it loosens. down."

…You don’t need to tell her about this little detail.

Pack up her things Bian Yining asked Jiang Jiaotao if she wanted to go to the bar tonight.

"No, I won't tell you if I'm here to teach you how to dance tonight."

"Is it okay not to go?"

"The bar's program is different every night, not necessarily all pole dancing performances, I also go to see which private room needs me to dance.

If I don't go, there are other people, and I'm even very happy that they can take a few more orders if I don't go. "

Although Jiang Jiaotao said this, Bian Yingning was still afraid that she would run away again in a while.

So Bian Yingning kindly invited Jiang Jiaotao and herself to dinner, Jiang Jiaotao hesitated: "Where to eat?"

"How about Suowei Hotel?" This is a foreign-funded hotel. Nangongjin was very careful, and chose a hotel that had nothing to do with the Bian family. Hua Jiangrong and the famous director were there tonight. meet.

"About the flavor?" Jiang Jiaotao frowned: "Is it the one that sells 6,000 yuan less?"

"I don't know..." She really didn't know that the hotel still had low prices.

"No, I only earned 7,000 after working hard for two hours. I'm not sick, I will throw the money away when I get it."

Bian Yingning: "…"

In the end, they came to the Sovi Hotel...a fried skewer shop in the alley next door.

There is a shop selling beef sausage next to the fried skewers. Bian Yingning, who has not eaten this for a long time, ran to buy a copy. Jiang Jiaotao was so sure of her appearance. her identity.

—an ambitious little sister who wants to invest in her sugar daddy.

He brought Jiang Jiaotao to this place, and the men and women around eating always turned their attention to her.

It's amazing, charming and charming, and has its own charm.

Although she is accustomed to these eyes, Jiang Jiaotao regrets that she dressed too seriously.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Jiang Jiaotao took a can of beer. Bian Yingning just drank alcohol last night, and now she feels sick when she sees it, so she chooses to drink herbal tea.

"Take a step and see a step," Bian Yingning answered with a slap in the face, and then asked, "How about you?"

The owner's deep-fried grilled skewers sizzle, and all kinds of fragrances flow in this small street. There are no friends at night, only competitors, so Jiang Jiaotao rarely comes to this kind of place with friends Chatting and drinking, so happy.

She took a sip of cold beer and sighed comfortably: "Find someone to take care of yourself, save more money, and buy insurance later, so you don't have to worry about food or clothing when you are old."

Bian Yingning was dissatisfied: "You are still so young, how can you think about the things of the seventies and eighties."

"I'm not young anymore, I can't deduct some money from the gold master by my looks, I still have to prepare early."

Bian Yingning: "..." It seems quite a plan?

"I tell you, you don't want this kind of thinking!" Tonight, the life tutor, Mr. Bian, is bound to correct her incorrect thinking that she doesn't want to work hard.

"Why not?" Jiang Jiaotao looked at her suspiciously.

"Let's analyze it, what if the person you found is a fake rich man? He deceived you for money and deceives you, and when you are worthless, he will kick you out!"

Jiang Jiaotao rolled her eyes: "Then I must find out the details before I look for it."

Bian Yingning: "..." Find out the details? You look like an idiot, and now you can't even touch my bottom line.

"How do you touch? People these days are very deceiving, and they do it all, like me..."

"You?" Jiang Jiaotao put down the can and looked at Bian Yingning.

Bian Yingning raised her chest: "Yes, like me, tell me your impression of me."