Wang Hao was forced to be pulled down outside the tent by Wang Mengran.

On the top of Mount Tai, the cool wind blows, and it feels extremely comfortable, especially with a beautiful woman beside him, Wang Hao's mood is a little excited.

On the square, I don't know who lit a bonfire, and a group of beautiful girls and handsome young men surrounded the bonfire, releasing their enthusiasm to the fullest.

Urban life is too compact, the weak eat the strong, these white-collar workers are too stressful in their daily urban life, and now they have come to this comfortable place like the hometown of the gods, of course, they are releasing their pressure to the fullest.

These people's dances are chaotic and undisciplined, but they can ignite people's enthusiasm, and where their hearts want to be, they are heaven.

Although Wang Mengran has been educated by the elite of the family since she was a child, she is still an enthusiastic girl in her bones, she took Wang Hao's arm and wrist and trotted towards the bonfire banquet.

Blending into the crowd, Wang Hao was a little uncomfortable, but Wang Mengran seemed to like this kind of occasion very much.

Wang Hao didn't learn any dance, just clapped his right hand with his left hand and beat his left hand with his right hand.

Because of the image of sunshine and this romantic night, from time to time several urban beauties began to talk to Wang Hao, Wang Hao with large-framed glasses, ordinary single eyelids and deep and bright eyes gave him a different charm.

The city has a bright appearance, and of course there are many secrets that cannot be told.

These urban white-collar beauties are too boring in their daily lives, and Wang Hao's pure scholarly appearance makes them refreshed.

After tonight, tomorrow will be separated, and who will remember whom?

Wang Hao glanced at Wang Mengran, who was dancing a few meters away, and several young men were eager to try it out next to him.

Wang Hao was a little worried about Wang Mengran, and smiled and refused the accosting of some urban white-collar beauties.

Wang Hao thinks he is still a self-disciplined person.

I have to say that Wang Hao did suppress a few young men next to him, one meter eight tall, Wang Hao took off his coat, and the soft and comfortable T-shirt perfectly outlined his thick chest muscles.

Wang Mengran noticed that Wang Hao came over, stopped dancing, took Wang Hao's hands and said, "Wang Hao, thank you for taking me in today, I'll dance a dance for you, how about it?"

Wang Mengran pursed her mouth, revealing two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, and said like a sister coquettish to her brother: "You can't refuse me." ”

Sure enough, the cuteness of girls is a big killer for boys.

Wang Hao nodded almost as a ghost dancer.

There are three steps to transfer the curse, and the first step is arguably the most critical.

This dance is called Manju Sawa.

According to legend, in a very ancient time, a young girl fell in love with the young man next door, but this young man has a heart, this girl day and night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, day and night under the locust tree prays.

Finally, the god heard the maiden's prayers, and he taught the maiden a dance called Manju Sahua.

The girl danced passionately in front of the young man's eyes, and this dance seemed to have infinite magic, making the young man fall in love with the girl deeply.

This is the origin of the Manju Sawa Dance.

Wang Mengran chose a vacant lot, threw away the hair tie that was tied up, and sprinkled the green silk, which had a strange charm.

The white lotus-like arms swing like fish playing in the water in the dark night, and their slender bodies dance lightly like the legendary fairies.

A smile and a smile are like the women in the paintings made by those merry talents in ancient times.

Wang Hao glanced at it and fell into a trance.

I don't know when Wang Hao was dancing there alone in Wang Hao's eyes, but Wang Hao didn't pay attention at all.

Wang Mengran passed by on tiptoe, and where her toes were pointed, there was a red bewitching flower slowly blooming, red but tragic, and the whole piece bloomed like blood.

Wang Mengran's dance sped up, and in a moment, one after another red bewitching flowers bloomed.

In Wang Hao's eyes, Wang Mengran stood on a large field of flowers and danced lightly, these flowers burning like flames seemed to be spreading blood, and these flowers were like flames illuminating the entire night sky.

It is a flower that blooms on the other side, Manzhu Sahua, when the soul sets foot on the Yellow Spring and crosses the Lethe River, it will forget all the things in life, and everything that was once left on the other side will bloom into a bewitching flower.

At this time, Wang Mengran was wearing a red ancient robe, his feet like white lotus were wandering in the skirt, his white cheek was looming in the red skirt, the red skirt of the spring willow-like waist was full of joy, and the delicate and pure facial features had infinite charm against the background of the white skin.

Wang Hao is like a wandering soul, crossing the Lethe River, forgetting all the warblers and warblers in his previous life.

After Wang Mengran completed a series of bewitching dances, he waved towards Wang Hao's red sleeves, and the open Manzhu Sawa fell as if ripe, and a large number of Manzhu Sawa flowers attacked Wang Hao.

Wan Hong wore it, and Wang Hao actually smelled a hint of flowers.

These Manzhu Sawa not only planted some seeds in Wang Hao's heart, but also took away some of Wang Hao's memories, building a mysterious connection between Wang Hao and Wang Mengran.