"No, no!" She stepped back like a frightened little elk, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples.

"Lovely young lady, don't panic, we're not bad people." One of the young masters, whose facial features are so delicate that they are more beautiful than a woman, speaks fluent English, is very polite, and his tone is also very gentle.

The four of them walked to the sofa and approached her, and Prison Ning'an was so frightened that she lost her face, not because she was afraid, but because she was flustered.

With no way out, she stepped on the couch and took a few steps back until her back was against the wall.

"Ning An, don't be afraid, they are not Niu Lang, just young masters who accompany and chat with wine!" Mu Wu pursed her lips, almost holding back her laughter.

Mu Tingchen originally wanted to stop it, but seeing Ning An's shocked, scared and ashamed reaction, he didn't speak, only drank with a wine glass, and his eyebrows were dyed with a faint smile.

"Drink and drink, you don't need to be so close, right?" Prison Ning'an waved his hands and motioned for the men to go away.

Mu Wu glanced at the men, and they immediately took a step back.

Prison Ning'an sat down, picked up the wine glass that he had just drunk and drank it in one gulp, and then waved his hand vigorously.

"Let's go, let's go, I don't need you to accompany me." Her cheeks were red, and she didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol.

The men hesitated and looked at Mu Wu, who said, "AC, since Miss Prison doesn't like this show, let's change it and serve a plate of meat." ”

"Raw or cooked?" The maîtress asked with a smile.

"Cooked meat, of course." Mu Wu's eyes were ambiguous, and he glanced at Jian Ning'an, who lowered his head, "Choose a piece with more muscles." ”

"OK, no problem." The female foreman then took the young masters out.

Prison Ning'an listened to them talk a lot back and forth, and didn't know why, so he asked, "You can still eat meat here?" ”

"Yes, of course." Mu Wu couldn't help but laugh, thinking that it was too interesting to talk to such a simple girl.

"Oh." Prison Ning'an took a piece of fruit to eat, and halfway through the meal, the female foreman came back.

"Miss Mai, here comes the meat." She smiled and stepped back to the door.

At the door, I saw two waiters carrying an iron pipe in, they put the pipe in the center of the box, and then went out.

Immediately after, a man in a leather jacket and leather pants walked in.

He wears a white feathered hat and a yellow feather stuck in the pocket of his black leather coat.

The man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face is wearing a faint smoky makeup, but despite this, he still looks masculine, especially his physique, and his leg muscles can be seen through leather pants, which is well-proportioned and powerful.

The man's face was grim, he stood in front of the pipe, the lights in the room went out, and then, the sound of dynamic music sounded, and the colored lights in the box flickered, as if he had reached the dance floor in an instant.

The man makes an extended pose, wraps one leg around the tube, suddenly jumps up on the tube, and then heads down into a handstand.

This scene made Prison Ning'an frown, and suddenly realized that this man was going to dance a steel pole dance.

Sure enough, the man came to a hot and cool dance, unlike ordinary steel-wind-dance, he danced resolutely and handsomely, and at the same time seductive.

The most shocking thing is that the action is done in one go, perfect and powerful.

It's just that Prison Ning'an didn't expect that a few minutes later the man took off his coat, followed by leather pants, and inside was a I-shirt and *****.

"Wow!" Prison Ningan exclaimed, covered his eyes, and his heart beat faster.

It turns out that this is not only a pole-dance, but also a strip-dance!