As if there were swords and fires in front of them, and as if there was a dragon's and tiger's den, hiding a terrifying man-eating monster. Luo Ying was like a martyr about to go to the execution ground, tremblingly walking towards the center of the private room. She reached her hand on the buttons of her white shirt and prepared to take off her clothes. However, the buttons that could be unbuttoned by a gentle move of her fingers became heavy at this time, as if she was locked by a needle and thread.

"Little Luo, turn around and face everyone. The performance should be facing the audience." A boss started to cheer, and the rest of the people followed suit, asking Luo Ying to turn around and not look back at everyone. Everyone obviously wanted to enjoy the scene of a beautiful girl changing clothes. Of course, the premise was a shy girl who kept wandering around in front of money and morality. If she was just like the few drink lovers who were just now, and had no shame, she would have no fun.

Luo Ying trembled as the bosses' words, as if she was helpless in the wind and rain.

The bosses were naturally very interested in this and made Luo Ying turn around quickly and stare at her without blinking.

A few drink-goers were still flattering their mouths and disdainful, saying in their hearts, "Everyone is selling, what are they pretending? There is no professional ethics at all."

Huang Xiaofang, who is the same identity as Luo Ying, and Tang Qian's two women were feeling a little unbearable in their eyes. They clenched their fists with both hands and sweated for Luo Ying, and wanted to go up and help their sisters.

As for Gong Jing, facing the boss' teasing and humiliation of Luo Ying, Gong Jing's eyes were not only unbearable, but also some common hatred for the enemy, or the sad indignation of the fox. She seemed to stand up, walked up to pull Luo Ying away, and told her, "We won't make any money, why should we be abused like this?" She almost stood up, but was pulled by Wang Bo, who had been paying attention to her condition:

"What are you doing?" Wang Bo shouted softly and said with a serious expression.

"They...they slander people..." Gong Jing said with a sad face.

"That was also her own cause!" Wang Bo said sternly, "Did Mr. Wen and others hold guns and knives to force her? No, right? Are you threatening her? Not bad? She doesn't want to, so she can't go! Even if she leaves now, no one will stop her! Gong Jing, you have to know that except for the money of her parents and other people's money, there is no easy way for anyone to get! If you want to get it, you have to pay the price!"

Gong Jing had never seen Wang Bo so serious and stern. In the past few contacts with the other party, the other party was kind and gentle, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. Now Wang Bo's expression is so serious and so cold that Gong Jing feels that the temperature around him has dropped by several degrees.

"I, I..." Gong Jing opened her mouth, and the clear Danfeng eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist. She felt very aggrieved and was also a little scared. "I" sounded twice, but nothing came out. The eyes with long eyelashes blinked, and the next moment, two drops of transparent water droplets slid down from the corners of her eyes.

Wang Bo didn't expect that his words would actually make Gong Jing cry. He was stunned for a moment, and he felt that his words just now seemed to be a little heavier.

"Ming Jing," he shouted in a low voice, making his voice gentle again, and the expression on his face softened, "To be honest, I can't stand this trick of using money to tease people's hearts. It feels too bad and unfair. However, it's one thing for yourself to be disliked. Should you stop others from being another? Everyone is adults, and their intelligence is not damaged. They have their own reason and judgment. As long as you are willing, outsiders have nothing to blame. Moreover, morality is used to restrain themselves, not to impose on others' heads. Saying verbal and criticizing others is called moral kidnapping!

"Finally, make an assumption that makes you sad. You probably think Luo Ying is embarrassed, insulted, and teased now, right? But how can you know she is not willing to do so, and it feels like a pie falling from the sky? If you stop her now, she may be grateful to you, but when time goes by, how can you know she will not regret it? You blame me for meddling in other people's business and blocking her way of wealth?"

Gong Jing opened her mouth slightly and looked at Wang Bo with an incredible expression, without even wiping the tears that had already slid to the wings of the nose. Her crystal clear eyes were full of doubts.

"I...you..." Gong Jing stuttered. For a moment, her thinking was extremely confused and she didn't know what to say.

"Okay, don't you, me, mine." Wang Bo stood up and pulled a piece of soft paper from the paper box in front of the coffee table, returned to his seat, and wiped Gong Jing's delicate and straightened nose with his hands, and said while wiping, "Stop crying, crying again, they must think I'm bullying you."

You were bullying me! Gong Jing wanted to reply in his heart, but he felt that it was too ambiguous to say this. It was his girlfriend's patent, not what he should have said, so he lowered his head and didn't say anything. After a while, he saw Wang Bo wipe the tears on both sides of her nose and kept wiping her lips. He was immediately embarrassed and snatched the soft paper on Wang Bo's hand and said hurriedly: "I, I'll do it myself."

"Don't worry, Gong Jing. I wouldn't say those words just now. I regarded you as a good friend, so I made a kind-hearted advice, but it's very likely that offends people. Don't blame me for being too talkative, just rely on my seniority." Seeing that the girl had returned to peace, Wang Bo seemed to have figured out what he said, so he grabbed the slender and tender horn on the girl's knee in his hand. At the same time, he circled his right hand and circled it from behind. This time, it did not put it on the girl's round shoulder, but it was on the other party's waist as thin as willows.

Gong Jing's body trembled, and she felt a numbness like an electric current exploded from her waist. Her right hand, which was wiping her tears, froze. The mind that had just calmed down began to turmoil again, and there was a sensation. This time, it was not to worry about Luo Ying.

"Hmph... I made myself look like I was so old." Gong Jing hummed, tilted her mouth, and finally grabbed the grammatical problem in Wang Bo's words and took a little revenge.

"Haha, I have a tender face and an old heart. My physiological age is about the same as you, I am eighteen or nineteen years old, but because I am ripe early, my mental age is young and my ideological age is already thirty or forty!" Wang Bo smiled and said a big truth that no one believed.

Just as Wang Bo and Gong Jing were hiding in a corner to talk about novels, Luo Ying, who had been hesitating for a long time and struggled for a long time, completed her own mental construction under the powerful temptation of five thousand oceans, and successfully convinced herself. She was blushing and even her body was trembling slightly, and she began to slowly, mechanically, but she bravely took off her clothes, first with a white shirt on top and then a black skirt on bottom.

Huang Xiaofang and Tang Qian, who were worried about Luo Ying and didn't even dare to show off their anger, saw that Luo Ying had no place to put her shirt off, volunteered to walk up to help Luo Ying hold it.

"Xiaoying, don't be afraid, you don't take off all of them. Just think of it as wearing a three-point swimsuit and swimming on the beach."

"That's it! You won't lose any flesh when you're seen. When you sing later, you close your eyes and don't think about anything! It'll pass in a few minutes soon! By the way, Xiaoying, what song you sing, I'll help you."

Huang Xiaofang and Tang Qian comforted Luo Ying together, encouraged Luo Ying, and at the same time comforted herself. With Luo Ying's lead, the two of them had basically made up their minds and decided that after Luo Ying finished singing, they would follow up and sing a song. If you have money, you will make money, but if you don't make money, you won't make money. This kind of good thing will not be profitable. After passing this village, there will be no such store. If you miss this, you will not encounter it in the future? So taking advantage of this time and put money in your pocket is really just a song? There is no need to do anything else. After tonight, there will be 30 million people in double celebrations, and everyone's living levels are different. Who can meet who else?
Chapter completed!