The golden sun hung on the western horizon, and the sky was filled with a fiery sunset, stretching for thousands of miles, incomparably spectacular.

Li Zi'an's mood is the same as this scene, beautiful, not for anything else, just because of the agreement signed by the West Asian patriarch in his hand.

The agreement, drafted by Sharna, contains several previous promises made by Mr. Lee, including the construction of a hydropower plant, a medical station, and the hiring of teachers to teach, as well as the hiring of tribal people. In addition, there was a promise from the Chief of West Asia that the Brownstone tribe would give him a tribal version of the "mining license", and he could build and mine the iron mine, but no one else could.

Such a promise was not made for nothing, it was the reward for curing the psoriasis of the chief of Western Asia.

Li Zi'an also signed the agreement, which was in duplicate, one for the Brownstone tribe and one for him.

The chief of West Asia took one of the agreements, and then gave Li Zi'an a hug and said something very warmly.

Sharna translated for Li Zi'an: "Mr. Li, the chief left you for dinner, and he wants to drink with you." ”

Li Zi'an originally wanted to leave, because he made an appointment with Old Man Hu, but he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and the first time he came to the Brownstone Tribe, he solved the most difficult problem. Let's go, it's hard to be warm, don't go, it may make Old Man Hu wait for a long time, and leave a bad impression when they meet for the first time.

He pondered for a while and made a choice, it was not easy to get the brownstone tribe, if he offended the West Asian patriarch because of a dinner and got the cooked duck flying, it would be stupid. As for the old man Hu, it's nothing to wait a little longer.

"Well, I'd like to have a drink with the chief, too. Li Zi'an said with a smile.

The setting sun sank to the western horizon, and a large bonfire lit in the clearing in the middle of the tribe.

Every family in the tribe took food, and the open space was filled with pots and pots and plates, and the variety of food was dizzying. The chief of West Asia also had several sheep slaughtered and roasted whole sheep, one of which was right in front of him and Li Zi'an. That's the best courtesy.

Li Zi'an accompanied the Chief of West Asia to drink a bottle of high whiskey, Chief West Asia was very talkative, but he couldn't understand a word, and Sharna, who was sitting next to him, occasionally translated a sentence, but it was also innocuous words. It didn't take long for the chief of West Asia to fall asleep on a blanket spread on the ground.

He had been tormented by psoriasis for so long, and had not slept well for a night, and now that he was cured, the sleepy worm came to collect the bills, and when he fell down, he fell asleep and snored thunderously.

It is unknown who beat the tambourine, and a group of young people from the tribe danced around the campfire. The young girl and the young man held hands, and their feet were thrown up rhythmically, which was a bit like the Tibetan pot dance.

Sharna stood up and stretched out a hand to Li Zi'an with a smile on her face: "Can I ask you to dance?"

This invitation came a little suddenly, and Li Zi'an said a little embarrassedly: "I can't dance." ”

used to be a farmer in Crescent Village, and after going out of the mountains to the magic capital, he became a master, and he really didn't dance with anyone, nor did he learn.

Sharna smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll teach you." ”

Her hands were still outstretched, and her blue eyes were full of anticipation.

Li Zi'an couldn't shirk it, so he had to take her hand and stand up.

Before he and Sharna had even danced, some people shouted, and then more people shouted and applauded, and the scene was noisy and festive.

Sharna pulled Li Zi'an and walked towards the campfire.

Li Zi'an was even more embarrassed and nervous, so many people watched, applauding and shouting, he couldn't dance here, and he would definitely make a fool of himself later. He wanted to tell Sharna not to jump, he had to hurry back, but before he could speak, the group of tribal youths surrounded him and Sharna in the middle.

Sharna stopped, held Li Zi'an's hand with one hand, put the other hand on Li Zi'an's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hold my waist." ”

Li Zi'an reached out and hugged her waist, and when she came out at night, she changed into a skirt, the fabric was very thin, the tentacles were soft, and there was a little slippery feeling.

"I'll go in, you will retreat, I will retreat and you will go in, if I turn in a circle, you just hold my waist, it's very simple. Sharna said.

Li Zi'an nodded, and then said: "I really won't ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Sharna took a step forward towards him, and he subconsciously took a step back.

It's ballroom dancing.

Although Li Zi'an has never learned or danced with others, there are often ballroom dancing scenes in many TV series and movies, and he has seen a lot of them, which can be regarded as a bit basic. The movements at first were stiff, but gradually I became familiar.

"I'm going to go in circles. Sharna said.

Li Zi'an was slightly stunned, and before he could say hello, Sharna pulled away and suddenly spun towards him again. He forgot to reach out for a moment to help her waist, but in the blink of an eye she turned into his arms, and her chest slammed into his.

There is no sound, but the silent collision is the deadliest.

Li Zi'an's whole person froze for a moment, and the whole person was a little bad.

Sharna's reaction was natural, and she smiled and said, "It's okay, we'll come again." ”

Li Zi'an nodded.

Suddenly, the group of young men and women of the tribe rushed up, and some pushed him on his back, and some pushed Sharna's back, hugging him and Sharna together.

It's not just bumped in, it's glued.

The feeling of electric shock spread through every nerve, and Li Zian said embarrassedly: "What are they doing?"

"They're doing a rustling dance. ”

"Rustling dance?" Li Zi'an heard such a strange dance name for the first time.

Sharna's cheeks were slightly red: "This is the courtship dance in the tribe, the courtship men and women are crowded together, and the clothes will make a rustling sound, so it is called a rustling dance." ”

Li Zi'an: "......"

There was indeed a rustle, on his and Sharna's clothes.

He didn't want to do this kind of rustling dance 100 percent, but the group of tribal youths didn't think it was a big deal, and they kept surrounding him and Sharna, pushing him, and pushing Sharna, and rustling and rustling.

What kind of dance is this, it's like rubbing two puppets.

"Don't make a fuss, let me go. Li Zi'an said.

No one paid attention to him, and the tribal youths couldn't understand Chinese.

He then said something in English.

No one paid any attention to him, but pushed him harder and pressed him against Sharna's body.

Sharna's face was getting redder and redder, her snort was a little short, and she was embarrassed: "Don't make trouble, we won't jump." ”

However, no one listened to her either.

Keep rustling.

Happy rustle.

Tribal youth have a lot of joy.

Li Zi'an became more and more embarrassed, and he naturally didn't feel any feelings for Sharna in his heart, but his body reacted honestly, and it became more and more obvious.

"You ......" Sharna looked at Li Zi'an with strange eyes.

Li Zi'an was also embarrassed to death, he wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to speak.

Sharna bit her lip, but she also stopped talking, and her sapphire eyes seemed to hide two fireflies.

Li Zi'an also bit his lip with an innocent expression.

Can't rustle anymore.

This dance is as dangerous as playing with torches in an oil depot, and it can happen at any time - boom!

Li Zi'an suddenly leaned back, knocked away a tribal youth, and then jumped forward, his body swooped to a height of more than two meters, and then borrowed strength from the shoulders of a tribal youth to escape from the encirclement.

This pose is handsome.

It's like a rocket taking off.

In fact, there was a rocket in the air, but no one saw it.

A group of tribal youths were dumbfounded, and when they came back to their senses, Li Zi'an was already outside the crowd.

Sharna's eyes were also stunned for a moment, she had never seen anyone jump so high on the spot, Li Zi'an's athletic ability was the same as his medical skills, it was simply a mystery-like existence.

"Miss Sharna, I have something to do, I'll go back to the mine first, and I'll see you later. Li Zi'an said this, turned around and ran towards the Mercedes-Benz big G.

He had to go, not only because he had to see Old Man Hu, but also because of his body.

He was so embarrassed.

Meng Gang chased after him with the alloy toolbox.

Sharna chased a few steps, stopped, and said loudly, "Can I come to the iron mine tomorrow to find you?"

"Yes, I'll wait for you. Li Zi'an said, he didn't look back, and ran faster.

Women are tigers.

For the first time, he realized the true meaning of the phrase.

Tigers really eat people.

Sharna looked at the back of the Oriental Master running, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

What a mysterious man he is.

Meng Gang ran a few steps quickly, caught up with Li Zi'an, and said seriously: "Boss, the aborigines of Australia really have that kind of dance, if the girl in the tribe likes you, she will dance that kind of dance with you, if she doesn't like you, she will push you away." ”

"Uh...... What do you want to say?" Li Zi'an felt that there was something in his words.

Meng Gang hesitated: "What I want to say is...... Boss, your zipper is open. ”

Li Zi'an hurriedly glanced down, and was stunned on the spot.

Under the moonlight, a mushroom will break through the soil, grow, grow.

Meng Gang walked past Li Zi'an and got into the car first.

He wasn't going to say that, but it was so obvious, obvious that he had to say it.

Li Zi'an pulled it several times before he put the zipper on, but he still couldn't hide it.

He walked slowly towards the car door, thinking about one thing in his heart.

This zipper ......

Did it drive it on its own, or did whom?

It's weird.

Mercedes-Benz Big G drove towards the revitalization of the iron mine, and the lights were bright.

Li Zi'an opened the window of the car, and the night breeze poured into the car, and the eucalyptus trees on the side of the road swayed in the night wind, making a rustling sound.

Rustle, rustle, rustle......

I'm your sister!

Li Zi'an inexplicably wanted to be the housekeeper and Peach, like the current situation, the housekeeper and Peach could comfort his wounded heart.

But now, here, he has only himself.