Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

"Dance teacher?" The smile on the corner of Jiang Jiaotao's mouth has an indescribable taste, it seems to be ironic, it seems to be disdainful, and it gives off a kind of indifferent taste after a long time.

Bian Yingning didn't know if she had kicked something in the iron plate with her words, so she didn't say anything again.

"It's not enough for a dance teacher to know how to dance." Jiang Jiaotao didn't say anything more after all.

The two were sitting on the ground at this time, the sunset that was about to disappear struggled to cast the last ray of light, and a sense of tranquility and ease spread in the small dance studio.

"As long as you think, you can." Bian Yingning said this sentence sincerely.

Perhaps the threshold for many things is very high now, and a good degree of background is required, but she believes that as long as she has the strength, she will eventually be able to succeed.

"Why can I just think?" Jiang Jiaotao tilted her head, and looked at Bian Yingning with her seductive and alluring eyes indifferently.

Bian Yingning was taken aback, and after realizing it, she tried her best to think of the reason: "Look, you have such a good figure, you are so beautiful, and when you dance, both your movements and your eyes are in place, and you can perform a dance vividly..."

Jiang Jiaotao laughed before she could finish her numerous Jiazhen words.

"Hahahaha..." Jiang Jiaotao smiled and moved her eyes away, and couldn't stop laughing slowly: "Hahahaha..."

It's the kind of self-deprecating laugh.

Hearing her laughter, Bian Yingning's heart tensed up.

"Are you only in your teens? You just came out to work in this industry not long ago?" Jiang Jiaotao asked.

Bian Yingning opened her mouth, but finally fell silent.

"Little sister, you are so simple."

"Whoever hears pole dancing doesn't wear colored glasses to see it. Do you think people come to see me dance to appreciate art? It's so funny."

Jiang Jiaotao took another sip of water, and Bian Yingning saw that she even drank the water like wine.

Perhaps because the atmosphere is too quiet now, giving people a sense of relaxation and melancholy, Jiang Jiaotao couldn't help saying a few more words with Bian Yingning.

"You came to me to learn how to dance, not to hook up with the gold master, right?"

"Isn't it..." Bian Yingning murmured.

Jiang Jiaotao looked at Yu Hui who had disappeared from the window, and expressed her kindness for the first time.

"If you want to find a place to stay earlier, you should pick and choose while you are young. If you want to rely on yourself, you should also take advantage of your youth. Don't be at my age and start to worry about how to mess around in the future after failing to accomplish anything."

Bian Yingning frowned: "Haven't you thought about finding someone to live a good life?"

Jiang Jiaotao touched her face, looked at Bian Yingning: "Will you marry me?"

Thunder on the ground.

Bian Yingning's eyes widened for a moment, and the room was silent for a moment.

She admitted that Jiang Jiaotao is good everywhere, she is beautiful and soft, and she is very attractive when she dances, but her heart is a pool of stagnant water.

After she finished the task, she would return to her world. Everything here was just a dream in the pan. Even if she didn't finish the task, she would just die one day due to the impact of five thunders.

She is a person who can't help herself.

No matter how good and attractive people she meets here, she will only look at and approach them with admiring eyes and a mission-oriented heart.

"Looking at you like this, you don't think I really want you to marry me, do you?" Jiang Jiaotao laughed out loud.

Bian Yingning stiffened her neck and lowered her eyes.

"I just want to ask you, would you marry a woman like me who has been in nightclubs for more than ten years?" She was clearly smiling, but Bian Yingning felt her nose sore.

"Everyone has their own life trajectory, and I don't think there will be any differences between people because of different jobs.

My hesitation just now was not because I disliked you, but because I was thinking, whether I am worthy, whether I am worthy of saying that I can marry a sister like you, and whether I can be responsible for you. "

Bian Yingning said seriously.

Staring at her watery eyes, Jiang Jiaotao couldn't help raising her hand to touch Bian Yingning's smooth face.

"Oh, what a little sister."

Her palms had a thin layer of calluses due to dancing with the pipe all the year round, and when she touched her face, she could clearly feel the subtle roughness.

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"..." At this time, what kind of scenery is this system coming out!

Jiang Jiaotao sniffed and stood up: "No one would marry someone like me, I don't even know, I've been working in nightclubs for so many years, but I've been... what the hell am I expecting."

"Little sister, it's better not to get into this business while you're young."

Bian Yingning knew what she hadn't said.

The female supporting role, Jiang Jiaotao, is the chief pole dancer in the night show, she is a performer but not a prostitute.

Once, she was beaten up and swollen because she was looked down upon by a boss, and then she packed up her things and chose to change to another city.

"Okay, keep practicing, otherwise I won't feel at ease with the money."

Bian Yingning tidied up her mood and stood up: "Why don't we stop practicing, and I'll treat you when we go out to eat. It's getting dark, no decent person will work hard."

Jiang Jiaotao squinted at her: "Is it because you are afraid of pain?"

"..."

"I'm not saying that your softness is too bad. You, a 60-year-old aunt with a waist, are not as hard as you."

Bian Yingning: "?" Just say what you say, what about personal attacks?

"Okay, let me tell you that I won't refund the money I've collected, and you have to come and practice if you don't practice." Jiang Jiaotao clasped her hands and raised them above her head to loosen her muscles and bones, and her slim clothes were more curved because of her movements. is obvious.

Bian Yingning silently moved her eyes away.

Jiang Jiaotao found out and looked at her: "No way, are you still shy when you see me?" She said and walked over.

Bian Yingning staggered back: "What, I call it polite, okay, have you heard of no evil!"

Jiang Jiaotao stopped her pace: "OK, the little sister who is polite now, come and learn to dance."

"..." How about she leave?

……

The two practiced for more than half an hour, Bian Yingning felt her ears were buzzing, she couldn't hold on any longer, she cried out heartbreakingly, and almost begged Jiang Jiaotao to let her go.

"Come on, let's go here first."

Jiang Jiaotao finally let go, Bian Yingning manipulated her body with difficulty like a marionette, and slowly crawled out.

In order to stretch her muscles and loosen her bones, Jiang Jiaotao did everything possible, Bian Yingning felt that she was lucky to still have breath, but this body was not her own.

Looking at Bian Yingning who was wriggling like a worm on the ground, Jiang Jiaotao: "..."

Not so much.

Who the hell is someone who is almost 30 years old.

After practicing for a while, she didn't know if Bian Yingning was sweating or not. Anyway, her clothes were almost drenched. I should have known that I shouldn't have tried to give her a chance to wear black silk, it was so boring.

Jiang Jiaotao thought about taking out a sweat towel from her bag and didn't shy away from it. Bian Yingning wiped off her sweat, and even lifted the side clothes and stretched it in to wipe her chest, waist and abdomen.

Bian Yingning, who thought she would be lifted up and lay on the ground for a long time, just raised her head when she saw Jiang Jiaotao facing her in the mirror and pulling off her clothes.

Her back is designed with straps, just a few straps, just convenient for her to put her hands in directly, and the straps seem to be still elastic.

Bian Yingning vaguely saw the soft and protruding white curves on her side.

Don't blame her, she didn't watch it on purpose, she just raised her eyes and bumped into this scene, she was a little surprised and didn't react in time to watch more, who told her not to treat herself as an outsider.

But... There seems to be something red under her chest.

Bian Yingning was about to take a closer look when she met Jiang Jiaotao's eyes.

Uh……

"Your clothes are not only good-looking, but also convenient, hahahaha." Bian Yingning almost loved her quick wit.

Jiang Jiaotao looked down and thought she was really interested in her skirt: "Yeah, it's just a bit troublesome to wear, there is a strap at the back, you can take it off if you pull it loose."

... There is no need to tell her this small detail.

After packing up her things, Bian Yingning asked Jiang Jiaotao if she wanted to go to the bar tonight.

"No, I won't go there when I'm sure I'll teach you how to dance tonight."

"Is it okay not to go?"

"The shows in the bar are different every night. Not all of them have pole dancing performances. I go to see which private room needs me to dance.

If I don't go, there will be other people, and I'm even happy that they can take more orders if I don't go. "

Although Jiang Jiaotao said so, Bian Yingning was still afraid that she would run away again in a while, and it was okay to go, mainly because it would be bad to see the male lead.

So Bian Yingning kindly invited Jiang Jiaotao to have dinner with herself, Jiang Jiaotao hesitated: "Where to eat?"

"How about Suowei Hotel?" This is a foreign-funded hotel. Nangong Jin was quite careful, and deliberately chose a hotel that had nothing to do with Bian's family. That's where Hua Jiangrong and the famous director met tonight.

"Suowei?" Jiang Jiaotao frowned, "Is it the one that cost 6000 yuan less?"

"I don't know..." She really didn't know that there was still a low price in that hotel.

"No, I only earned [-] yuan after working hard for two hours. It's not like I'm sick, so I'll throw the money away when I get it."

Bian Yingning: "..."

In the end, they still came to Suowei Hotel... a fried skewer restaurant in the alley next door.

Next door to the fried skewers is a shop that sells beef intestines. Bian Yingning, who hadn't eaten this for a long time, went to buy a copy and came back. Seeing her familiarity, Jiang Jiaotao confirmed her identity even more.

——An ambitious little sister who wants to invest in her own sugar daddy.

"Taste it quickly, this hairy belly is still quite delicious." Bian Yingning put the beef intestine sour that she bought in the middle and greeted Jiang Jiaotao.

Bringing Jiang Jiaotao to this place, the men and women eating around always cast their eyes on her.

It's so amazing, it's both charming and charming, and it also has its own charm.

Even though she was used to such gazes, Jiang Jiaotao still regretted that she dressed too seriously.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Jiang Jiaotao took a can of beer, Bian Yingning just had a drink last night, and now she feels sick when she sees alcohol, now she chooses to drink herbal tea.

"Let's take one step at a time," Bian Yingning replied with a lot of effort, and then asked, "What about you?"

Inside, the boss is frying skewers with the sound of oil, and all kinds of aromas are flowing in this small street. There are no friends in the night market, only competitors, so Jiang Jiaotao can rarely come to this kind of place with friends to drink and chat so happily Pass.

She took a sip of cold beer and sighed comfortably: "Let's find someone to take care of me, save more money, and buy an insurance later, so I don't have to worry about food or clothing when I get old."

Bian Yingning was dissatisfied: "You are still so young, why do you think about what will happen after you are seventy or eighty?"

"I'm not young anymore, I have to rely on my looks to deduct some money from the benefactor, I still have to prepare early."

Bian Yingning: "..." Seems to have a plan?

"Let me tell you, you don't want to think like this!" Tonight's life mentor, Teacher Bian, is bound to correct her incorrect thinking that she doesn't want to work hard.

"Why not?" Jiang Jiaotao looked at her suspiciously.

"Let's analyze it. What if the person you found is a fake rich? He cheated you of money and sex, and kicked you out when you are worthless!"

Jiang Jiaotao rolled her eyes: "Then I must find out the details before I look for it."

Bian Yingning: "..." Find out the details?You seem to be a fool, now even my details are out of reach.

"How do you touch it? People are deceiving people very well nowadays, one after the other, like me..."

"You?" Jiang Jiaotao put down the can and looked at Bian Yingning.

Bian Yingning puffed out her small chest: "Yes, like me, tell me your impression of me."