The Underwear King in the Making Chapter 27: The Father of Pole Dancing

Before long, Xiao Yang led over a young woman. She was none other than Xiao Hong, previously described by Luo Xingchen as a seductress and by Xiao Yang as a snake spirit.

As Xiao Yang, who already had firsthand experience, had mentioned, the girl’s figure was truly extraordinary. Perhaps she had trained from a young age, or perhaps it was a natural gift. Either way, her body was as supple as that of a seasoned yoga practitioner, capable of the most challenging poses.

Judging by Xiao Yang’s excited expression, it seemed he and Xiao Hong had already explored quite a few possibilities together. Luo Xingchen was thoroughly satisfied.

He turned to Xiao Yang, Ye Mingyue, and Li Minghao, and said, “You three go out. I’d like to spend some time alone with Miss Xiao Hong to impart some experience.”

Xiao Yang’s face fell. “Luo... Luo Boss, just don’t go too far with Xiao Hong, alright?”

“Don’t worry, I understand. You’re my friend, and I’d never mistreat a friend’s woman. As the saying goes, a friend’s wife is off-limits... ahem, a friend’s wife must not be wronged. I merely want to teach her some dance moves.”

Suspicion lingered on Xiao Yang’s face, but in the end, he left the room. It wasn’t so much that he trusted Luo Xingchen, but rather that he believed his beloved Xiao Hong would not betray him. Besides, the owner of Blossom Pavilion had just given clear instructions: in her absence, Luo Xingchen’s authority was equal to hers. Whatever Luo Xingchen wanted done, they had to comply.

Ye Mingyue and Li Minghao wasted no time and didn’t hesitate in the least before turning on their heels and leaving. The two of them had long wished to get out of there; now that they had the chance, only a fool would linger.

In the blink of an eye, only Luo Xingchen and Xiao Hong remained.

Xiao Hong clutched the hem of her dress, head bowed in shyness. Her voice was barely audible. “Luo Boss, please don’t do anything inappropriate. Though I work in a place like this, I only perform—never sell myself. And I only care for Brother Xiao Yang.”

“Do I look like that kind of person?” Luo Xingchen replied solemnly. “Although your body is quite flexible and you can manage all sorts of poses, a man like me has always preferred women with ample bosoms.”

A breath of relief escaped Xiao Hong. Yet strangely, a pang of disappointment and inferiority welled up inside her. She stole a glance at Luo Xingchen—he was indeed handsome. Brother Xiao Yang probably couldn’t even compare to a tenth of him.

No, no! What am I thinking? Xiao Hong, you belong to Brother Xiao Yang—you mustn’t let your mind wander!

Even if Brother Xiao Yang can’t compare to Luo Boss, in your heart, he’s still the best!

Vigorously, Xiao Hong shook her head, as if to chase away all improper thoughts. She stifled any notion of emotionally betraying Xiao Yang.

Luo Xingchen, observing her strange behavior, was startled, half-wondering if she was having some kind of episode. He even probed her with his spiritual sense, but found nothing amiss.

By now, Xiao Hong had calmed herself, looking at Luo Xingchen with a pitiful gaze.

“Luo Boss, are you absolutely sure you won’t do anything inappropriate? It’s not that I dislike you, it’s just... I don’t want Brother Xiao Yang to be hurt.”

Luo Xingchen grinned, flashing his white teeth. “That’s easy. I could just kill your Brother Xiao Yang—then he’d never be hurt again.”

Xiao Hong’s face drained of color, turning as pale as a sheet. Her eyes filled with tears, and she looked as if she might burst out crying at any moment.

Luo Xingchen quickly pulled out his tablet, found a pole dance tutorial, and hit play. “Alright, just kidding. Now, memorize this dance routine.”

He didn’t require Xiao Hong to learn it right away, just to remember it for now—there was time to practice later. As for the equipment needed for pole dancing, it would be easy to make, so he didn’t bother providing it.

At first, Xiao Hong was fascinated by the tablet. She hadn’t expected such a small box to display moving images and people—it must be some magical artifact of cultivators, she thought.

Very soon, Xiao Hong was utterly captivated by the pole dance on the screen. The boldness of the movements made her eyes widen in amazement. As someone who worked in such an establishment, she wasn’t easily embarrassed; instead, she saw at once that, once introduced—especially paired with those new lingerie outfits—this dance would take the capital by storm in no time.

With Blossom Pavilion’s fame spreading beyond the Qingyun Empire and throughout the entire Northern Xuan continent, anything was possible.

Perhaps she truly had a gift for this. After watching the pole dance once, Xiao Hong had memorized it perfectly. Luo Xingchen then played two more routines, each distinct from the others.

There was no need to be greedy—three pole dance routines were more than enough for Blossom Pavilion to use for a long time. Besides, there was still another type of dance to be learned.

For each routine, Xiao Hong watched only once and remembered it all flawlessly.

Next, Luo Xingchen played a striptease video.

At first, Xiao Hong merely found the opening familiar—similar to what she usually performed, just a bit more daring and seductive. But as she watched, she realized she was mistaken. The dancer on screen began to take off her clothes—one piece at a time, with all manner of provocative poses and expressions.

Soon, all the clothes were gone, and the dance became even more intoxicating. Even Xiao Hong, a woman accustomed to such places, couldn’t help but blush.

What kind of dance was this? It was so embarrassing! But oh, how captivating.

Even I, as a woman, am entranced—what normal man could resist? If I performed this for Brother Xiao Yang, wouldn’t he be even more excited, and perhaps we could have even more fun together?

With those thoughts, Xiao Hong’s cheeks grew even redder.

When the video ended, she reluctantly tore her eyes from the screen, turning to Luo Xingchen with a flushed face. “Luo Boss, I’ve memorized it all.”

Luo Xingchen nodded approvingly. “You truly have a gift. Now go and teach the others. Once the new lingerie is ready, everyone can perform these two dances wearing it.”

Xiao Hong was startled. “Huh? Teach them now?”

“What else? Or did you want to perform for me first? There’s no pole yet, but you could do a striptease if you like.”

I’ll only dance for Brother Xiao Yang! Xiao Hong said this to herself, then hurriedly bowed her head and dashed out of the room.

Watching her retreating figure, Luo Xingchen could almost see the future—where, besides his title as the King of Lingerie, he would gain two others, renowned throughout the world:

The Father of Pole Dance!
The Father of Striptease!

Having brought joy to all women, he would bring joy to all men as well. Truly, he was a great benefactor to all living beings!