Chapter 287

The entire stage was owned by Zhao Mengmeng. She handsomely picked up the microphone and blew kisses to the audience: "Next, I will perform a pole dance for everyone."

As soon as the words were finished, a group of men yelled loudly in the audience, and their squinting eyes almost hit Zhao Mengmeng's body directly through the distance and the cloth on Zhao Mengmeng's body.

Zhao Mengmeng hated this kind of look, but at this moment, she just wanted to vent to her heart's content, and she didn't take their presumptuousness as the same thing.

Soon, the explosive song played, and Zhao Mengmeng lifted her skirt, revealing her long and slender legs.

He smiled seductively at the people in the audience.

After doing a few warm-up moves, suddenly, when they were not prepared, they grabbed the steel pipe and wrapped themselves around it.

Immediately, there was applause from the audience.

Zhao Mengmeng practiced pole dancing purely for fun. When she was a freshman, she enrolled in the school's club. Because of her soft body, and her talent and interest in this area, she persisted in learning for several years.

The level of skill is not bad.

Completely use strength to make those people dumbfounded.

At the gate, Pei Chenyang, who had just entered, heard bursts of applause, and looked along the place where everyone made their voices.

On the stage, a white figure hung from the top of the steel pipe.

And because of this movement, the little black underwear under the girl's white skirt can be clearly seen.

He frowned, and his first reaction was vulgarity.

But Pei Chenyang took a closer look, but saw that the skirt looked familiar, because Zhao Mengmeng's hair was scattered, so he didn't think about Zhao Mengmeng at first.

But now...

There was a surge of anger in my heart for no reason, this Zhao Mengmeng, came to the bar to dance this kind of dance?

"Wow, it's so beautiful, keep going." A group of men applauded from time to time, and Pei Chenyang's face turned completely dark.

With his brain dominated by anger, he went straight to the stage with a cold face, and snapped Zhao Mengmeng off the steel pipe.

After warming up, Zhao Mengmeng, who was getting more and more proficient in her movements, was startled dumbfounded by this unexpected move.

"Ah..." screamed subconsciously, but found that she had returned to the ground, and Pei Chenyang pinched her wrist forcefully, dragging her off the stage.

"Uncle Pei, what are you doing?" Zhao Mengmeng exclaimed, struggling hard.

Doubts emerged in my heart little by little, why did he come here? What is he doing here?

"What are you doing? Zhao Mengmeng, I still want to ask you what you're doing? It's immoral!" Pei Chenyang continued to drag her with a cold face, without looking back.

When she was sitting under the bus sign and making a phone call, he guessed that she must be calling his little niece and daughter-in-law.

Her back was a little lonely. Although he didn't take it seriously, he knew that he had hurt the little girl's heart. In addition, she was drinking, so Pei Chenyang was worried.

But not long after seeing her walking towards the bar with her shoes in hand, Pei Chenyang felt uneasy.

He was going to follow directly, but because Lin Miaoyu also came out after dinner, talked to her for a while, and asked someone to take her back, so he was delayed.

Pei Chenyang didn't expect, but after a while, Zhao Mengmeng ran to the stage to sing and dance.

Countless men stared at her, almost drooling.

Men know men best, and he knows exactly what those people are thinking at the moment.

"Who is this? What are you doing? Why are you interrupting the little girl's dancing?" Pei Chenyang's actions angered many people.

After all, it was time to watch with great interest, and the little girl was obviously unwilling to go with him and was forcibly dragged.

Hearing this, Pei Chenyang paused, and looked back with a sneer: "I'm her uncle, is there a problem?"

"You say it's her brother-in-law? What's the evidence?" The one who spoke was a bald man with a big belly, fat head and big ears, and he stared at Zhao Mengmeng intently.

Apparently, Zhao Mengmeng was not just wanted to watch her dance as the object of sex hunting.

Pei Chenyang laughed angrily, and the anger in his heart grew even higher.

"Evidence? Let me show you." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and punched his big belly with a hard fist.

"Boil..." the man with the belly bellowed, and fell backward completely uncontrollably.

Pei Chenyang sneered, then withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and looked at the surrounding Wen with cold eyes: "Anyone who is provocative will end up with him."

As he spoke, he dragged Zhao Mengmeng, who was staggering and almost fell several times, directly to the gate.

Get out of this damn place.

Zhao Mengmeng was stunned, she didn't understand why he came, and why he pulled her away.

"Uncle Pei, you hurt me, let go!" Zhao Mengmeng struggled hard, and finally withdrew her hand.

When the arms were put on, they were all red, and they were all caught by him.

Zhao Mengmeng looked at her skin, saw the circle of bruises, and glared at him.

"Uncle Pei, what are you doing?" She interrupted her dance, still inexplicably.

Pei Chenyang, who has always been good-tempered, now has a sullen face, as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What am I doing? Shouldn't I ask you this sentence?"

"Me? I dance, is there a problem?"

"Aren't you coming home to the bar in the middle of the night to get drunk and dance?" Pei Chenyang took a step forward as he spoke, approaching Zhao Mengmeng, and asked word by word.

"Which good girl would do such a thing? You don't know where this is? Good and evil are mixed together, there are everyone, if you don't pay attention, if something happens, you don't even have a place to cry." Pei Chenyang said, his tone became more serious .

His eyes almost wanted to strangle her to death.

Zhao Mengmeng was baffled, okay, let's just treat him as concerned, but what is his identity now?

After talking so much, Pei Chenyang found that she didn't bother to care about herself at all.

Because Zhao Mengmeng turned around and walked to the bar next to her without making a sound.

"Zhao Mengmeng!" Pei Chenyang twitched his forehead a few times and shouted sharply.

He, Young Master Pei, has never been so ignored before.

A moment ago she was still confessing to herself, but now, she ignored him so completely?

If he hadn't seen and experienced it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was the same person.

She bent down, picked up the messy high-heeled shoes, and put them back on her feet.

"Thank you Uncle Pei for your concern, but I'm fine and I know what I'm doing."

"Clear? Come to the bar to get drunk? Just because of a dispensable confession, your whole world collapsed? Do you have to humiliate yourself like this?" Pei Chenyang was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

I don't even know where my aggressive anger comes from.

All he knew was that when he entered the door and saw Zhao Mengmeng's actions, his sanity was completely burned and destroyed.

"Practice? Pei Chenyang, why did I humiliate myself? Do you always think too much? Who said that if I come to dance, the whole world will collapse?"