Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 497: Confused and Bewildered

Xu Xiangbei praised Iron Head, saying, "This fruit is very fresh, and the taste is sweet. Iron Head, you may look rough and tough, but you are meticulous in thought, making the KTV lively and vivid. The future is promising for you."

Iron Head was a bit swept away by the praise, grinning cheekily, "It’s all thanks to you and your friends, Xu Doctor, for patronizing my business. When you old customers arrive, I must treat you well. Xu Doctor, enjoy the performance, I will go and attend to other guests."

After arranging Xu Xiangbei to sit down, Iron Head left.

Xu Xiangbei glanced at the stage and couldn’t help but laugh, admiring without looking away. Iron Head was right, it was indeed a show he liked.

In the center of the stage stood a steel pole, thick as a wrist, with a beauty in a daring navel outfit dancing the pole dance. Her movements were skilled and graceful, leaving one dazzled.

The beauty had a black veil over her face, her appearance unclear, only revealing her slender, alluring body.

Like a colorful butterfly, the beauty flipped around the pole with the rhythm of the strong music, causing people’s hormones to surge.

What surprised Xu Xiangbei was the range of actions the beauty performed on the pole, flipping and circling fluidly.

This beauty’s arm strength was quite remarkable, each move required considerable arm strength.

After the pole dance, the music tempo eased, the earlier strong beats had made hearts pound, if the music remained fast-paced all night, many would suffer heart failure.

Everything requires a balance, and Iron Head controlled this particularly well, following the stimulating dance with a slow-paced tune.

It was still the previous pole dance beauty, as the lights dimmed and then brightened, she had switched to a classical silk sleeve cloud outfit, performing a gentle oriental folk dance.

Her body moved like a water snake, the pink silk dance ribbons stretching freely like sky’s Cai Xia, whirling and coiling, resembling willow brushing the face, water waves rippling.

Watching the dancer gracefully twirl, Xu Xiangbei felt a sense of escaping the mundane, as if encountering a delicate, otherworldly Fairy on a stone arch bridge by the clear water river after a summer rain.

And the Fairy that descended from the clouds actually resembled Gu Xinyan.

The dancer remained veiled, her true features unseen, a gimmick that was just right. Not seeing her face, unaware of her looks, focused more on her extraordinary dance, creating a mysterious feeling akin to revealing only half of a picture.

With her graceful figure, fair skin, star-like clear eyes, she must be a stunning girl.

The stage lights dimmed again, the music changed, Xu Xiangbei knew the masked dancer was about to change outfits.

Sure enough, as the lights brightened, the strong beats resumed, the beauty dancer was now wearing a primitive tribe rough cloth bikini, adorned with colorful feathers on her head, her face not veiled but painted with black and white opera makeup, exposing her voluptuous, alluring body.

Like a Princess of an ancient tribe, she danced by the raging bonfire, keeping pace with the strong drum beats, her movements even more vigorous.

Her arms stretched like lotus roots, colorful feathers like an ancient priestess, praying to heaven for blessings.

As she danced, she descended from the stage, stirring up the already excited audience, whistles, cheers, and chatter turned into a cacophony.

But she was clearly smeared with some kind of paint, no one could touch her, her movements like a lively eel, weaving swiftly past.

But the beauty dancer surprisingly bypassed table number 1, leaving Xu Xiangbei feeling a bit neglected.

The beauty dancer nearly circled the stage, dancing briefly with each table’s patrons, but did not interact with Xu Xiangbei.

Xu Xiangbei realized the beauty dancer had to pass his table 1 to return to the stage, the stage steps were right beside table 1.

Suddenly having a mischievous idea, just as the beauty dancer passed table 1, Xu Xiangbei proactively stopped this opera-masked dancer.

He felt this beauty’s eyes as bright as stars, even more affectionate, giving him an urge to see her face, Xu Xiangbei reached to embrace the beauty dancer’s slender waist.

Feeling a layer of oil on her waist, smooth to the touch, as soon as his fingers touched, the dancer twirled lightly and escaped from his grasp.

Her movements gentle and swift, like a breeze, Xu Xiangbei caught a faint scent, the smell of her perfume, adding to the allure, making the heart race, and what surprised Xu Xiangbei most was the familiar scent, and eyes that seemed seen before.

Could this beauty be someone I know?

Xu Xiangbei’s desire to see the face became more intense, the beauty dancer moved quickly like a breeze, he moved even faster like lightning, following the beauty dancer with a light twirl, his wrist flicked, sweeping over the beauty’s mask, revealing her opera mask.

When the beauty’s mask was removed by Xu Xiangbei, the whole place was in uproar; the graceful and enchanting body belonged to a girl with a delicate, enchanting face.

The whole room erupted instantly, the spectators enthusiastically jeering, whistling, their uproar almost lifting the roof.

And upon seeing the true face of the beauty dancer, Xu Xiangbei was stunned, this dancing beauty was indeed someone he knew, no other than the girl he once met, Seven.

Seven’s mask removed by Xu Xiangbei, a shy blush flickered across her fair face, both fear and anxiety, mixed with a slight playful scolding, bashfully adorable, adding even more to the confusion.

She snatched the mask back from Xu Xiangbei’s hand, quickly wearing it again, jokingly scolding, "Naughty, you just sit quietly and watch, why take off my mask."

The spectators in the crowd were jeering, babbling, "Beauty you’re so pretty, don’t wear the mask, take it off."

"Beauty, let us see your face. You’re really beautiful."

Xu Xiangbei gave a wry smile, no wonder Seven wears a mask, she’s so beautiful, with a slender, alluring figure, dancing so passionately, without a mask it would cause a commotion.