Behind Ion Xuan, Ling Yuhan's eyes flickered as she looked at the dancing woman, and on the corner of her lips, she provoked a charming smile.

When I first saw her, she was as pure as a fairy in the forest, as light as a pool of clear water, and as tranquil as the wind and clouds.

Now goodbye, she is scorching, charming but not vulgar, bewitching dancing, charming eyes, from the bones of a woman's coquettishness, sparse and shallow shadows, dark fragrance floating.

Her pure singing, graceful dancing, and the fluttering butterflies and the colorful red plum petals, like knife carvings, are deeply rooted in his heart.

It's just because he also knows clearly what kind of person this woman is.

A gloomy glow flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his thin eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the ion Xuan beside him.

In the depths of his eyes, only the woman dancing among the red plum petals was left.

Her whole world is left with her.

When the last note landed, Zi Ye finally stopped the dance steps leisurely, her eyes were like water, and she looked at Ion Xuan.

"Smack, smack, smack......"

Ling Yuhan's applause was crisp and remembered, and it also woke up everyone in an instant, and for a while, the cheers were endless, and everyone applauded.

No one could have imagined that someone could dance such a beautiful artistic conception.

Zi Yejiao smiled and pounced on Ion Xuan, was picked up by him lazily, and turned around happily without any scruples in the eyes of everyone.

The fluttering skirt fluttered, and a flock of butterflies flew again.

"Ahem......"

The sound of a gentle cough sounded instantly, signaling the two of them to pay attention to the occasion.

His eyes looked at Geng Yingsleeve in the distance, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Ion Xuan gently let go of the purple night, and a dragonfly kissed the tip of her nose like a little water.

"You're really amazing tonight......"

Purple Night Silver Tooth bit lightly, raised his little head proudly, and stared into his deep eyes: "How about it, I didn't embarrass you......"

"Of course...... My woman, no matter how she does it, is unique and peerless......"

His fingertips touched the red plum petals on her forehead, and he was slightly puzzled: "Among the Heavenly Clan, there is a place for red plums...... There is only Guangyu Stream, where have you found it? ”

"yes...... Pretty, right? It's a pity that the time is too short, otherwise, I could have made it more beautiful......"

"This is already beautiful...... "Ion Xuanzi squinted down and looked at her white and smooth chest: "The red plum here...... You draw it...... It's going to be a bit difficult, right? ”

The red plum was above her heart, and there was even a suspicion of spreading to the fullness, and he took it for granted that it was her own description.

"It's not what I painted...... Besides, can I paint so beautifully myself? "The purple night silver teeth bite lightly, and it is even more coquettish.

"Who drew that?" Ion Xuan's curiosity suddenly rose: "Among the Heavenly Clan, there is still someone who can paint Hongmei so vividly?" ”

Zi Ye's eyes suddenly flowed, and he looked at the carefree beside him, Ying Ying bowed, and quietly diverted the topic: "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, Zi Ye has not learned vocal music, nor has he learned dance steps, if there is a place that disturbs the Emperor of Heaven, please also ask Emperor Haihan to ......"

"It's not about the disturbance, but the surprise is real...... You always make me look at you......" A strange luster flashed in his carefree eyes.