Sanchun was so anxious that she was about to cry, if Qing Zai was here, she would definitely not ask her to do such a thing, dancing for Chengyangjun, and jumping on his bed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She struggled, "No. ”

Yan Ping suddenly let go of her, prostrate his head, and shouted: "Sanchun help, you and I are here for a while, and there are hundreds of lives of the warrior attendants of the Chu State this time, all in your hands, you have to save me." ”

Sanchun knew that what he said was the truth, Chengyang-jun hated being deceived the most, and now that the performance can't continue, I'm afraid that I really have to remove the heads of several people.

But...... I really don't want to be involved in this kind of thing. She struggled to herself, "There are still dancing girls in the embassy." ”

"It's too late." When they entered the mansion, it was not so easy to get out.

"And the rest of the samurai."

He sighed, "Which one do you think is available?" ”

The two samurai who came with him, one with a big beard and the other with a big waist and a round waist, were monsters even if they were disguised as women.

"If it is feasible, Yan Ping is willing to sacrifice." He said, gesturing to his nose, "But do you think I look like a woman?" ”

His slumped-eyed appearance is more like a monster, and he is still a miniature version.

"But I don't have breasts."

"Just stuff two steamed buns." He seemed to be ready, and really took out two steamed buns from his arms, wrapped them in oiled paper, and they were still steaming hot.

Sanchun sighed, steamed buns are not a problem, she has something more real than steamed buns, and the worst thing is chastity. She really doesn't want to serve Chengyangjun, he has a spring snack every night, a newcomer every night, and it is certain that he will be eaten by him.

I was extremely entangled in my heart, what way to avoid this hurdle?

Suddenly remembered that Qing Xing often put some drugs in her bag, among which there was a blind soul loss grass, which could be ground into powder to make people temporarily unconscious, and she used to take it out to play when she was fine, and she fascinated Xiaohua and Rhubarb even the insects, insects, birds and birds in the yard, and even Qing had almost caught her way several times. It's going to be easy to use right now.

touched it in her arms, and really touched a porcelain vase, which Qing gave her a few days ago, so that she could keep it for self-defense. Now it's time to be useless, and I just hope that it won't be effective in a pinch.

Seeing that she responded, Yan Ping was overjoyed, and kowtowed again and again to thank her for the grace of her life.

Sanchun sighed again and again, she knew that she would encounter such an encounter in Daliang, so she stayed in Yingcheng and couldn't come out. Although Jing people are difficult, they are better than Chengyang Jun. It's just that at that time, I didn't count that the master who poured blood mold would be her.

picked up two steamed buns and went to see the dancing girl with Yan Ping. On the way, she asks why Maihime broke her leg for no reason.

Yan Ping told the story vividly: he went to see Chengyang Jun, the dancing girl was waiting outside, the handkerchief was blown away by the wind and fell on the tree, she climbed to the tree to get it, accidentally fell from the tree, and the result was ......

Sanchun was full of emotion when she heard this, this is really a coincidence, she climbed a tree at the same time as her, one broke her leg, and the other was safe and sound, is this deliberately arranged by God?

Looking at Maihime's injury, it is true that her leg is broken, but the injury is different from the usual fall, and it seems to be a bit like being vigorously broken.

Maihime burst into tears, and when she saw her, she grabbed her hand tightly, and whimpered and didn't know what to say. She is not a doctor, and she can't help anything, so she only tells her to take care of her injuries.

At this time, it was getting late, Yan Ping was going to the banquet, so he hurriedly asked someone to take out the dance dress and told her to put it on.

Once the dance clothes are on, Miharu understands what it means to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

This is a pink gauze dress, with a light purple gauze belt on both shoulders, the gauze and the ribbon are tightly attached to the body, and the delicate and delicate figure is vividly reflected, giving people a clear and transparent feeling. And the worst thing is the word "through", which obviously looks like very ordinary clothes, but when worn on the body, the soft skin can be vaguely seen, and the snow arm ** looms with action.

Wearing this clothes, there is no need to take them off at all, even if it is just a random swing of the waist and a wave of the arm, it is enough to arouse the man's horn.

Qing said well, this dress can only be described in two words: lack of morality. It's really a lack of virtue to create such a peerless monster. This is simply for men, easy to take off, and easy to tear. And in front of such clothes, the two prepared steamed buns have nothing to hide.

If she didn't have real breasts, dressed like this, she would immediately let people see that she was a man, and then she was beheaded by Chengyangjun.

I really want to go to Yan Ping to theorize and scold him thoroughly, but where can I find him at this time? He didn't have a good mouth, so he had to give up.

couldn't swallow this breath, picked up the steamed bun and bit it hard, as if he was biting off a piece of his meat, and even faintly doubted in his heart whether he had guessed that she was a woman.

At this time, I was feeling hungry, and after a while, I ate the two steamed buns cleanly, licked my fingers, and was quite unsatisfied. The person who wants to serve the king doesn't even give her some good food, and this Chengyang Jun is enough to pick the door.

I don't know how long I waited, but everyone had eaten, and then two maids came to lead her to the Water Pavilion Pavilion.

There is a large room in the dance room, divided into two rooms, the outer room is placed with a few cushions, placed melons and fruits and wine, the inside is as she imagined a pink and white gauze tent, from the top of the beam hangs a crystal bead curtain, the curtain beads gently move with the wind to make a tinkling sound.

Miharu walked in and found that the room was surrounded by inverted bell-like flowers, the calyxes were white, and the bone china was shining with a translucent sheen. If you look closely, it is not a real flower, but a plain silk folded into it.

Dozens of red candles were placed on the ground between the rooms, all lit, the red fire and the white roof of the house reflected each other, reflecting the tear-clear crystal pearl light, ethereal and illusory, the beautiful scenery is like a flower across the clouds, making people unable to distinguish where is the real scene and where is the reflection.

Dancing in such a place, just think that people are already drunk. It is conceivable that outside the window, a man pushes open the door in the moonlight, as if he is always elegant and leisurely, and then sees the woman he likes dancing, the music is like a spring flowing through, and the two people who love each other are getting closer and closer......

What a beautiful picture, it's just that the male protagonist is replaced by the person that Chengyang Jun thinks, and the female protagonist is not her, so it's even more wonderful.

Walk into the gauze tent, fix the gauze curtain tightly, check it a few times and feel that it is not easy to break, and then rest assured. Looking at the beautiful scenery in the gauze tent, my heart suddenly itched, this situation, this scene, not dancing a song to entertain myself, it is too wasteful.

She danced, not the glamorous dance she had practiced before, but the dance of her heart.

As if in memory, she also danced like this, every movement and every dance step was so natural, her hands moved at will, and her waist twisted at will. The pure white fingertips are exposed from the light pink water sleeves, and the white silk soft shoes step on the piano sound, like a blue flower to climb the body to grow, but it is easily tied by the raised gauze clothes, those movements have a Zen beauty, she seems to have entered the realm, lost her heart, as if she had imagined that she had danced like this, jumped to a man, and danced for him alone......