The boss laughed, "You're so drunk, can you still dance?"

"I'm dancing, it's so good." Luo Huan, who was questioned, poked his chest with dissatisfaction, "I want to dance, look! Applause! Applause sounded!"

After saying that, he crawled down from his knees and came the most standard appearance position of a top dancer.

Then, he ignored his helpless expression.

Leaning, taking one step, twisting three times, and heading towards the living room.

Of course, this kind of twist is completely a drunkard-style cat step, and it is twisted indiscriminately.

Hei Jieming was afraid that she would fall, so he hurriedly chased after her.

But as soon as he held Luo Huan's arm, he would definitely be thrown away by her dissatisfaction. Water Eye was so unhappy that she stared at him angrily, insisting on admitting that she was drunk.

Heijie Ming had no choice but to run ahead with his fate and clear out all the places Luo Huan passed by, minimizing the possibility of her falling and hitting her.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet in the living room. She fell down twice, but it didn't hurt. After a brief moment of dizziness, she stood up again and stubbornly headed towards her destination.

She began to push the sofa hard, her little face turned red, pushing and pushing hard.

Hei Jieming regretted it very much now. If he had known that someone's wine tasted so badly, he would not have forced her to drink it. Now she was drunk but refused to sleep and became more and more enthusiastic about the sofa.

After all, the boss was unable to bear to let Luo Huan suffer. She wanted to push the sofa, but he helped him push it. Anyway, it would be fine.

After moving the sofa away, Luo Huan went to buckle the wall again.

I don't know where she pinched it, but she turned the front wall over her. There was a small scheming. Behind the wall was a small dark curtain and a steel pipe fixed to the moving wall, which was shiny.

Hei Jieming swallowed a saliva.

"Music!" Luo Huan snapped his fingers.

"Oh? Music? Huanhuan, it's too late, it will disturb the neighbors!" Although he wanted to see it very well, Luo Huan could not dance in his state? Besides, what she wanted to dance was the steel pipe. What should she do if she accidentally fell?

"Hei Jieming, music!!" Luo Huan also had a queen-like side, narrowing his water eyes and full of momentum.

"Okay, music, music." Hei Jieming's head hurts a little more, but what can he do? The wine he asked her to drink was whispered, and he would have to deal with it.

Hei Jieming groped to study the audio. Finally, the music started to sound, but Luo Huan was still dissatisfied, "I want a dance music!"

What is that tone of disgusting fools?!

Hei Jieming really wanted to press the drunk little fairy on the sofa and tick the board. If it weren't for her sake, why did he play the song with a relatively soothing rhythm? He wasn't he afraid that she would go too far.

If you have it, he will change it! Isn’t it okay to change it??

The intense dance music suddenly rang.

Luo Huan's eyes lit up, and she struggled, took off her pajamas, then walked to the edge of the steel pipe in her small nene and pants.

When Lord BOSS turned around, he saw this scene that would be unforgettable for life.

Luo Huan, who was shy in his family, danced gracefully with the dance music with a strong sense of rhythm.

Grasp the thin steel pipe with one hand, either up, down, or rotate, or stay... the body is as light as a swallow, as graceful as a geek, the dance rises and the dance is hot.
Chapter completed!