"In my dictionary of wind and light songs, these two words have definitely not been abandoned. Little ruffian, do you want to bet on that woman to win?" Feng Qingge raised the corners of his mouth, reached out and pressed Zheng Zixu's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "What if you lose?"

"If you lose, I'll give you my Yunhe Guiya Casino, how about it!" stinky raised his head, Zheng Zixu said proudly. You must know that this Yunhe Guiya Casino was established by him, and it is a fairly large casino in Yunguo, and its monthly income can reach more than 100,000, what a spectacular number!

The reason why Zheng Zixu dared to bet like this was because in his eyes, the Tangyuan sister in front of him had no chance of winning at all.

Grinning, Feng Qingge said softly: "Okay, this is what you said yourself." If I lose, do whatever you want. ”

"Okay, a word is a deal!" Zheng Zixu smiled from ear to ear, he was addicted to eating, the food cooked by Feng Qingge was better than those made by these imperial chefs, at his disposal, he had to change his tricks every day and eat different things!

Arching his hand slightly, Feng Qingge smiled coldly: "Your Majesty, in order to let everyone appreciate the artistic conception, the courtiers dare to ask the emperor to tear cloth around the stage, so that everyone can judge the winner or loser with their dancing posture and singing voice, in order to show fairness, I don't know what the emperor wants?"

"Good. Nodding, Murong Hao agreed directly without thinking about it.

After all, this Feng Qingge is similar to Zhao Ying'er's figure, even if they are old and dizzy, they should be able to recognize the figures of these two people. Dancing and singing, these two are what Zhao Yinger is good at, what can Feng Qingge do with this fat girl?

However, after a while, the guards holding the red cloth quickly enveloped the entire stage, and the surrounding area was so dense that there was no shadow inside.

"Erchen, there is a night pearl here. As if it was a roundworm in Feng Qingge's stomach, Mu Cangyun raised a bead the size of his fist in his hand and smiled shallowly.

The stage is surrounded by red cloth, and you can't see the figures inside, and you can only see the jumping figures inside by hanging the night pearl inside. Feng Qingge was not polite, took the night pearl in Mu Cangyun's hand and hung it inside.

Zhao Ying'er is also ready, she changed into a pink dance dress, which makes her even more graceful, and the amount of milk that is almost bursting out, I don't know how much she squeezed. Seeing the wind and singing lightly, he shook his head vigorously, squeezed so hard, aren't you afraid of collapsing directly?

Thinking of being able to shine on the stage, Zhao Yinger was even more proud, but when she saw the red cloth wrapped on the stage, her face turned black all of a sudden, and she was dressed like this now just to attract everyone's attention and let everyone see her beauty.

Compared with the dead fat man of Feng Qingge, she is a stunning fairy, and even if she dances, she has an advantage. But what's going on with the red cloth in front of her, blocking her posture, how can she dance?

Seeing that Zhao Ying'er's face was not good, Feng Qingge just raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "What's the matter, Your Royal Highness the Princess, it can't be that you are not confident enough in yourself, right?

"Of course not, is this where you go first or me first?" Zhao Ying'er asked with a dark face, deliberately straightening her chest.

And Feng Qingge did not show weakness, reached out and lifted his clothes, looked at the person opposite defiantly, and explained: "The two of them go in together, but we have to wear this thing to go in, and then when it comes to singing, you can sing at will, and no one can affect anyone." ”

He took out two balls of cotton and stuffed them into his ears. She had already prepared this hand, and it wouldn't be fun to let these people guess who the two of them were. The two of them went in at the same time and started dancing at the same time, and then sang differently, in order to determine who won and who lost, I am afraid that even Murong Hao, who was sitting above, would not be able to fake.

Gritting her silver teeth, Zhao Ying'er took the cotton ball in her hand and said angrily: "It's better than it, Miss Feng, let's go." ”

"Please!" quickly slapped two or three times on his sleeve, Feng Qingge stretched out his hand and smiled, making a very gentlemanly gesture of please, but when Zhao Ying'er took a step, her fat body stepped forward and strode towards the stage.

Poor Zhao Ying'er was almost knocked out, her eyes were wide, and she couldn't wait to swallow Feng Qingge into her stomach. Hard-nosed inside, she stuffed a cotton ball into it. She couldn't hear anything in her ears, and even she could only see Feng Qingge moving her mouth.

The people outside quickly sealed the red cloth, and under the illumination of the night pearl, they could still see the two figures standing together, and no one moved.

"Which one is this Tangyuan sister?" Zheng Zixu grabbed his head, looked at the stage a little depressed, and vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart, his Yunhe Returning Casino, it seemed that he was deceived by this Tangyuan sister, right?

No matter what you do, I have to win! Glaring fiercely at the wind on the opposite side, Zhao Ying'er gently led her right hand, and the neon dress streamers on her sleeves danced, and her soft figure appeared under the red cloth, like a fairy, and countless movements were displayed.

The people sitting outside widened their eyes even more, looking at the slender figure dancing again and again, worthy of being the princess of Qi Kingdom, this body's dancing posture is naturally incomparable to the girls in the archway.

"Whoever dances like this must be a princess!"

"That's right, this song should be in the sky. ”

"It's Her Royal Highness the Princess, this song ......"

The dancing body jumped, and the light steps were displayed, like a fairy among flowers. The brisk dance presents her soft posture, and she can do countless movements with a high degree of difficulty, which attracts bursts of applause.

At the same time, another figure standing moved. Her dance moves are naturally different from those of the other. As if it was a loaded bullet, the sudden sound erupted, and the figure that passed by quickly, extremely strong, not related to the soft dance, but it attracted people's souls, with her fast pace, higher and higher, faster and faster.

It was as if it soared into the sky, leaping into the sky, but then suddenly descending in the next moment, the figure became heavy, and under the light, the slender figure swept by, like a dragonfly touching water, so soft. An incomparably sad melody came out of her mouth, spreading with a wave of sadness.

"When is the bright moon, ask the sky for wine, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu ......" changed from the fast heat just now to the slow tone now, and even the dancing posture of the person in front of me paused.

The originally very masculine steps turned, becoming as soft as boneless, and all kinds of graceful movements were reflected on the red cloth, she was like a person wandering on top of a tall building, sometimes dragging her jaw in deep thought, sometimes raising her head to gaze.

This book is derived from the king of books