The bright light's rays intertwined. Lanjia stood on a large sofa, her slender body hidden within it. It was a place that was filled with passion and temptation. However, there was a kind of extraordinarily avaricious charm in his figure. Even when a beautiful woman walked past him, he did not even look at her. Even if a beautiful woman fell into his eyes, his gaze would only be cold.
At this moment, the dancing girl, who was on the stage, suddenly noticed him when she was halfway through the dance. She twisted her waist and made all kinds of provoking gestures. Step by step, she walked to the front of Lanjia with the music and danced passionately in the corridor beside him.
This girl seemed to have completely abandoned her shame. She was bold, hot, and her gaze was tightly fixed on Lanjia. The lighting master was also very cooperative and shrouded her under the light. The girl in a chiffon had become a gift that every man in the room wanted.